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Chapter 128 The Sick Prince (25)

When he was speaking, he had already stretched out his hand to hook Su Jiu'er's waist, and he grasped her slender waist with his slender fingers, "Xiao Jiu, your waist is still as thin as that night. I held it."

Seeing the meaningful words in his eyes, Su Jiu'er's expression froze for a moment, and she subconsciously remembered what he had teased before, her bright red lips parted slightly: "Are you talking about that night when you sneaked into me while I was asleep?"

Chu Muzheng raised his eyes and hooked his thin lips, "No, it was about that night in the cave."

After hearing this, Su Jiu'er's eyes were filled with surprise.

Chu Muzheng frowned and continued to speak: "Actually, I knew what happened in the cave that night from the first time I saw you. I still remember how sweet the wine was at that time."

Did you know it was her at first sight?
Su Jiu'er thought for a moment that she was not a fool, why did she believe Chu Muzheng so easily that she didn't remember, she thought he didn't remember so many hints from him so many times.

With a slight hook of Chu Muzheng's hand, her corset slipped and fell to the ground, covering her waist with a pair of big hands.

Su Jiu'er twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, "Chu Muzheng, what are you doing again?"

Why did she feel that she had met her match?Normally, she should be the most beautiful man in the world, but now she has become a dead salted fish on the chopping board.

Chu Muzheng glanced at her snow-skinned neck, stretched out his hand and pulled off her clothes slightly, seeing that the mark he left on her collarbone before he left had disappeared, he could not help but wipe away a trace of regret: "Xiaojiu, The imprint is gone."

Seeing the wolf-like sickness in his eyes, Su Jiu'er couldn't help but tremble, frightened.

"Chu Muzheng, you don't want to bite me again, do you? Let me tell you, if you dare to bite me, I will be at odds with you in the future!" Su Jiu'er roared angrily.

The wound from his bite last time was still aching, remembering that after being bitten by him last time, she had to take a bath carefully for several days, and every time she touched water, she thought of him.

Sometimes she really felt that he wanted to remind her of him every day before he bit her.

Chu Muzheng's thin lips pulled an arc, "Xiaojiu, I just care about you. Why are you so excited? What's more, since the two of us are already husband and wife, I will definitely take good care of you and not let you sad."

Seeing the smile on his handsome face, Su Jiu'er felt relieved: "Don't you have something to tell me? What is it?"

After Chu Muzheng got up and was done, Su Jiu'er also sat up, and the two of them sat facing each other on the couch.

Chu Muzheng opened his mouth slowly: "Xiaojiu, do you know that there is a kind of poison called Yudu?"

Su Jiu'er thought for a while, then nodded slightly, "I've heard of it before."

Chu Muzheng reached out to stroke the hair on her shoulders, his phoenix eyes were flat, "This poison was made by your master Xiao Qi, do you have a way to detoxify it?"

Her master?
How could she not know.
Su Jiu'er: "I can try it, who was poisoned?"

The master of Nanfu wine is always on the move, and no one can find out where he is.

Some people said that he may have passed away in the past few years, while others said that he must have been tied up and unable to come out.

Even Nanfu Wine has not seen her family's elusive master for three years.

Chu Muzheng's hand followed her hair all the way to Su Jiu'er's shoulder. Looking at the snow-like skin, his pupils shrank slightly.

(End of this chapter)