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Chapter 146 The Sick Prince (43)

"Chu Muzheng is in this inn?"

[Yes, Chu Muzheng happened to be resting in this inn when he came back from suppressing the bandits. 】

Hearing this, Su Jiu'er remembered that she finally knew what she had overlooked.

It turned out that when she had just entered the inn, the group of soldiers at the door of the inn had just led Xiao Er's horse, and Xiao Er muttered casually - why are there so many horses recently?

After knowing that Chu Muzheng was there, Su Jiu'er nodded and stopped correcting him for not speaking clearly.

The night gradually deepened.

Su Jiu'er came out of the room cautiously, walked to the corridor on the other side, saw soldiers standing guard at the door, and couldn't help but twitched: "It's really difficult for you to stay up late at night."

She took a look, then jumped in cautiously from the window on the other side.

She lowered her feet lightly, thinking that the person on the bed didn't notice, and was about to move forward cautiously, but someone pulled her arm hard, and she heard the crisp sound of her own bones.

"what!"

Xu Shi heard the familiar business, that person let her go, saw her appearance clearly, his brows and eyes could not help but bend, "Little Jiu, why are you here?"

Su Jiu'er turned her head, squeezed her hands, and complained with a small face, "I was originally here to be a flower picker. Who would have thought that I would be caught if I didn't pick the flowers."

She pressed her hand, moved it again, and then let go when she felt that there was nothing wrong.

Chu Muzheng suddenly put his arms around her waist and let her approach him, "Xiaojiu, are your hands alright?"

Because it was too close, and the clothes on his body were only one piece inside, she could still feel his firm chest and hot body temperature through the clothes.

"It's okay, I'm not such a delicate person."

"Then, do you want Xiaojiu to continue picking flowers? Tonight can be a young gentleman who is at the mercy of others, or a very proactive one. Which one does Xiaojiu like?"

The breath of him bowing his head and speaking lingered on her face. Although she couldn't see the look in his eyes clearly at night, Su Jiu'er could already imagine what his eyes were looking at now.

"Aren't they all the same person?"

"Does Xiaojiu still miss other people?"

The person living next to him was Zhao Yucheng who Xiaojiu stared at several times last time. Thinking of this, he felt a little unhappy in his heart.

Su Jiu'er raised her head, "Why didn't you tell me that you went to suppress bandits these days?"

"I'm afraid that Xiaojiu won't be able to see me for a day, and come to look for me like this. If Xiaojiu runs away and disappears, where can I find him?"

Su Jiu'er: "."

Fine.Every time she asked a serious question, he would answer it in a non-serious manner, which made her feel a little dangerous to herself when she said what to say next, and it was still very dangerous if she didn't answer.

He lowered his head, his thin lips slightly pulled her earlobe as usual, and a low and sexy voice came into her mind: "Xiaojiu, the night is getting late, since you are here to pick flowers, I can't bear it tonight." .”

Before Su Jiu'er could react, he pulled off her belt deftly, loosened her waist, and blocked her lips.

The numb feeling from head to toe, from the inside out, has been eroding the last bit of her sanity.

"Xiaojiu, I love you."

I used to think that fame, wealth and power were the most important things to me, but then I found out that I hadn't met you.

I would like to do all my tenderness and wish you a prosperous life.

The night outside was very dark, and the moon shyly pulled a dark cloud to cover her eyes.

(End of this chapter)