Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 278 Young Master's Body is Delicate and Soft, Not Easy to Push Down (45)

Bei'er's ice-blue eyes met his dark pupils, and he actually saw a look of resentment in his eyes.

This expression really made her think that she was wrong, could he reveal her expression?

"Actually, I've wanted to tell you a long time ago, but I never had a chance." Bei Er coughed with guilt and said softly.

Sikong Zhao's eyes moved away from her, "Zhao'er has a question all along, can Your Highness answer it?"

For some reason, hearing his words, Bei'er's heart skipped a beat.

"What question?"

"Zhao'er has always wondered why the wedding date has been brought forward so much from half a month later. Is it because His Highness has already decided to go to suppress the bandits, so if you want to get married first, is it because you have no choice but to marry me?" Sikong Zhao Hei's long eyelashes trembled a few times, and his bright red lips opened and closed as he said.

Looking at his bright red lips, Bei Er couldn't help but stare blankly.

Gradually, I remembered the scene of my wedding night, when I was in perfect harmony with him, and I couldn't help but have a lot of aftertaste.

Hmm, I really want to taste this taste.

"Well, the matter of going to suppress the bandits was decided a long time ago, but Zhao'er has to believe in one thing, that is, marrying you is never a last resort, just because I like you."

Si Kongzhao felt Bei'er's hot gaze, looked at her cold and beautiful face, under the light of the glazed lamp, he could still see a little fluff on her face, her brows and eyes were like daisy, her eyes were like waves, and her lips were bright red , the nose is quite delicate and small and cute, he was stunned before he knew it.

Bei'er stood up from the bed, walked in front of him, leaned down lightly, put his hands on the bed on both sides of his body, locked him between the bed and his arms, and whispered, "Zhao'er , with such an appearance, he can really be called the first son of the Dayun Dynasty."

Sikong Zhao was a little nervous by her sudden approach.

His heart started beating non-stop, he swallowed unconsciously, Gao Song's Adam's apple flipped up and down, his eyes looked at her without any change, "Did your Highness treat Min Fangfu like this?" Did you say that?"

Just as Bei Er wanted to stretch out her fingertips to block his cold eyes, when she heard his words, she paused slightly in mid-air with her raised hand, and slightly raised the corners of her beautiful eyes, "Is Zhao Er jealous?"

Sikong Zhao knew that there was a hand gently across his heart, and then stuck to his Adam's apple.

Slightly uncomfortable, but he was not willing to push the hand away, just smiled lightly, "Jealous? What is jealousy, Zhao'er doesn't know."

Bei Er gently raised his legs and placed him on the bed, imprisoned him in his arms, and gently pressed it against his ear, spraying warm breath into the surrounding air.

"Doesn't Zhao'er know? Then why are all the dishes for dinner sour?"

"Let me think about it. There seems to be a sweet and sour pork? There is also a hot and sour cabbage? Well, there is pickled fish, and other dishes. I forgot, but I just remember that His Highness ate a stomach full of sour. At this moment, my appetite has increased a lot, and I want to eat something delicious to fill my appetite."

Si Kongzhao was pushed down on the floor by her, his long black hair was spread out, coupled with his beautiful white face, people couldn't help but want to tear this person apart.

Bei Er raised her head slightly to meet his gaze, stretched out her hand and gently pulled the jade belt around his waist, and the white brocade clothes embroidered with jade bamboo fell apart in response.

Seeing his thin but graceful appearance, her heart began to beat violently, and her heart became hot. This man is too beautiful, she wants to destroy this beauty.

Stretching out his hand, he took off the white jade hairpin that fixed his long black hair on top of his head, and the waterfall-like strands of hair were all scattered on the bright red brocade.

The ultimate black, with the ultimate red.

Bei'er was so shocked by the beauty that she almost fainted.

This man was so beautiful that she lost her mind.

Sikong Zhao was lying on the bed, his cold moon-like eyes filled with a somewhat different expression from indifference, and he met her extremely hot gaze.

"Those dishes are His Highness's favorite food, and Zhao'er asked the kitchen to prepare them. Don't His Highness like them?"

Bei'er thought to herself, these are indeed her favorite food, but she just felt that this man was jealous.

"I love to eat, but I want to eat 'you' more."

Sikong Zhao was shy, the tips of his ears became extremely hot at this moment, he really wanted to reach out and touch them, but he was afraid that she would find out, so he couldn't help it.

He felt that his whole heart was taken up by this sassy and stern woman, but in fact she was as gentle as water.

He doesn't like this kind of feeling. He obviously hated her to death, but now he has a strange feeling for her, which makes him a little frustrated, and he is very unwilling.

Obviously she was the one who threw herself into the well back then, which caused her to worry and fear for a whole day, and finally caused her cold poison to recur, and caused her to suffer from the cold poison.

Thinking of this, Sikong Zhao gathered some strength out of nowhere, turned over and let Bei Er lie on the soft couch, with him on top of her.

He leaned down slightly, buried her neck, and bit down on her with all his strength.

Just as Bei'er wanted to give him Fa-rectification on the spot, he was crushed under him and bit his neck. This feeling was really terrible. The original heat in his body was completely wiped out by his bite.

Only endless pain came from her neck bit by bit, and she felt that Sikong Zhao was about to bite off a large piece of flesh from her neck.

But she didn't dare to push him away. This person had already been irritated by herself. Pushing him away at this moment would definitely make him furious. At this moment, she could only silently endure the piercing pain and pray slowly The man loosened her neck earlier.

Sikong Zhao didn't expect that the people under him didn't show any resistance, he had already exhausted all his strength, and felt the scarlet blood in his mouth.

For some reason, he felt that the blood, since it was extraordinarily sweet, slowly loosened the flesh with his teeth, and swallowed all the blood oozing out of it into his mouth little by little.

Gradually, Sikong Zhao's arms wrapped around Bei'er's waist, from her wounds to kissing her lips, tasting, savoring little by little.

Bei Er didn't expect this man to become so daring, originally he just bit her neck, but gradually changed to kissing her lips, and his hands were not honest.

A gust of wind blew in from the unclosed window, Bei Er couldn't help trembling slightly in his arms, gently clasped his hands on his neck, pressed his body tightly against him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Zhaoer, when did you learn it?"

Sikong Zhao paused slightly, and then started a new round of attacks. The cinnabar mole at the corner of his eyes became even more blood red. He gasped and whispered in Beier's ear, "It's all taught by His Highness." Well done~"

(End of this chapter)