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Chapter 166 The Prince Regent's routine is too deep (19)

After returning to the wooden house, Su Jiu'er started cooking, and Hong Yu helped her.

After the two of them finished eating, Su Jiu'er offered to do the dishes.When she came back from washing the dishes, she saw Hong Yu sitting on the stool, staring at the book in her hand.

It was already dark, and there were rustling sounds of small animals in the bamboo forest at night, and the evening wind was blowing, which was very comfortable.

Su Jiu'er looked at the handsome face illuminated by the candlelight, and her almond eyes couldn't help but narrowed slightly.

This scene is so fucking beautiful, she wants to praise him for being so beautiful.

Xu Shi realized that someone was watching him, Hong Yu raised his beautiful double eyelids, and looked at her with deep pupils, "Changge, why are you looking at me like this?"

Su Jiu'er took a step forward, and sat on the bench next to him with her eyebrows bent. She rested her chin with her hand, and her almond eyes seemed to glow, which was very attractive. "Sister, look good."

Hong Yu froze for a moment, looked at her with deep eyes, and met her four eyes.

Su Jiu'er looked at the book in his hand, and rolled her almond eyes, "Sir, what book are you reading?"

Hong Yu regained his composure, looked at the book in his hand, and slightly moved his slender and beautiful lips: "Ze Xian Ji."

Su Jiu'er was used to his expression of cherishing words like gold. After all, a nerd is a nerd, so she didn't beg him to say a few more words.

"Oh... I've never heard of it..." Thinking of something, she blinked her eyes again and said aggrievedly: "Master, you don't think I'm illiterate, do you?"

"I have been serving the eldest lady in the Lin family since I was a child. I have never read a book, and I can't read. I usually do things rudely..."

Hong Yu stretched out his hand and patted her head, "It's all right, it's good if you have a husband who can read and write."

Su Jiu'er raised her eyebrows, with a hint of cunning in her eyes, and leaned forward.

Hongyu felt her ears being rubbed intentionally or unintentionally by something glutinous, and her unique faint fragrance was lingering around her, and her sweet and shy voice sounded in her mind: "Mr. Live up to the good times..."

Before she finished speaking, she felt the man in front of her sexy throat move up and down, and then a pair of meaningful eyes were staring at her small face full of evil intentions.

Seeing no evil in his eyes, Su Jiu'er's pupils shrank slightly.

He wouldn't think she said something inappropriate for children...

Just when she was about to explain, he suddenly put his arms around her waist, and the book in his hand was ruthlessly left by the candle.

She looked at his charming chin with slightly terrified eyes, and her bright red mouth was a little uncomfortable when she spoke nervously, "That... my husband... I..."

"I know, my husband knows, the night is just right, don't miss a good time."

Su Jiu'er was full of doubts, huh? ?What does he know?
When being pressed on the wooden bed, watching his slender fingers slowly loosen his coat, Su Jiu'er suddenly knew what he knew...

"Sanggong, Xianggong... calm down, I'm not talking about... um..."

Before she could finish her words, her bright red lips and unnecessary explanations were submerged in the darkness.

The night is still going on. When the breeze blows into the house through the gap, the candles on the wooden table flicker slowly, and the abandoned books are slowly turned by the wind, and there is a sizzling sound from time to time.

The blushing and heartbeating sounds in the room continued, and the flickering lights illuminated him all the way forward.

In the middle of the night, when everything is quiet, the candles are slowly burning out...

(End of this chapter)