Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 904 Like a wolf like a tiger
Chapter 904: Like a Wolf Like a Tiger
"Okay, okay, okay..." Ling Xiyue rolled his eyes at him.

It seems that there is honey that is too sweet to melt, flowing quietly in the temple.

Bei Chenyan looked at Ling Xiyue's small eyes, "Are you perfunctory to me now?"

"Don't dare, dare not..." Ling Xiyue smiled brightly.

"I still don't dare."

"Ah, what are you doing, Bei Chenyan! Stop, stop, stop, stop, hahahaha..."

Ling Xiyue's voice begging for mercy came from the imperial study room, which made the guards outside couldn't help but look at each other, hold back their laughter, and then stood upright solemnly, as if they hadn't heard anything.

The so-called snake hits seven inches, and people pinch the vitals. If you want to say who knows Ling Xiyue's body best, of course it is Bei Chenyan. The big palm is swaying... It hasn't moved much, and the people in his arms are all in chaos. A puddle of water.

Don't get me wrong, he was just scratching the itch, begging for mercy by pressing the little ball in his arms.

Who would know that Ling Xiyue is not afraid of anything, but she is ticklish.

This makes me involuntarily have an idea...

When confronting this female devil head, it happened that no one could get a bargain, so I went to scratch her directly, but after thinking about it carefully, the result might be more serious with this method, because it might not be the same for another person. If you touch her, your hand will be cut off!
So in summary, it still depends on people.

So Bei Chenyan can take care of her...

"Haha... alright, alright, I was wrong." Ling Xiyue rolled in the man's arms, burst into tears, and finally wrapped his arms around his neck, hung on him tightly, and pouted her red lips slightly , "Yan, I was wrong, I was wrong, please forgive me!"

She resorted to her special trump card: acting like a baby.

Bei Chenyan stopped, "Should I be compensated?"

"Compensation? What compensation?" Ling Xiyue, who had just been liberated, smiled until her cheeks blushed, not noticing anything unusual.

Looking at the blushing and silly appearance of the little woman in her arms, Bei Chenyan's breathing tightened a few more degrees in an instant, and he smiled, his voice was as astringent and hoarse as when he woke up from a long sleep, every word, "You said Woolen cloth……"

Facing the man's dark eyes that are gradually becoming more colorful, it's like a wild beast is gradually recovering and waking up...

Ling Xiyue's pupils trembled for an instant, secretly thinking that something is wrong!

"Ah ah ah..."

"Fuck you lightly! Lighten up!"

There was a louder scream than before in the imperial study.

The two guards guarding the gate looked at each other again, turned their eyes silently, and looked at the sky.

The full moon is beautiful, the night tonight is really charming.

An hour later...

The moonlight spilled into the hall from the exquisite and luxurious hollowed-out windows, blended with the lights of the glazed jade cups, and reflected on the soft jade brocade couch behind the dragon-patterned table, creating an ambiguous haze.

Ling Xiyue was as tired as a dead dog, slumped on the soft couch, covered with her clothes that had been broken into several pieces, only covering half of her delicate body, on the exposed white shoulders, one could clearly see One after another crimson finger marks can be seen vertically and horizontally.

It can be seen from this how intense the battle was just now.

"Bei Chenyan, you beast..."

The powerless voice is simply breathless.

And the beast she was talking about was sitting beside her like a human being.

He was half-clothed and half-clothed, leaning lazily on the soft couch behind the dragon case, holding a pen in one hand, and flipping through the playbook in the other, reading it calmly, with a vague smile on his lips , with dark red long hair hanging down the shawl, looking full and full.

"Bei Chenyan, you beast, you want to kill me!" Ling Xiyue uttered again, her voice aggravated, speaking viciously about tigers and wolves that she didn't realize, but she still sounded weak.

The man finally spoke up. He glanced back at her and said with a half-smile: "I'm the one who contributed. Why are you shouting?"

Ling Xiyue didn't give up, but almost gave up, "Are you still human?"

"Didn't you try it just now?" Bei Chenyan smiled back.

Ling Xiyue Sudden...

The most important thing is that this man can still sit there calmly and continue to work as if nothing happened after a beast operation, which is really uncomfortable.

I have to say that the physical strength of men and women is really obvious at times.

Bei Chenyan smiled lowly, put down his pen, pulled the messy little guy over, rested his head on his lap, pulled off the robe he had left aside, covered her, and softly said, "Go to sleep soon!" , I still have a while."

"Hmm..." Ling Xiyue was indeed so tired that she didn't even want to lift her eyelids anymore.

She put her cheek on the man's lap, rolled over like a sleepy kitten, found the most comfortable position, and then fell into a deep sleep.

It was already late at night, and Ling Xiyue, who had nothing to do at first, came to accompany him to read the memorial, and had already started to doze off beside him, but she didn't want to be dragged all the way around.

But this emperor is indeed not so easy to be. At this hour, the moon shadow by the window is slanting to the west, and the various reports, memorials, and secret reports on Bei Chenyan's desk... have no signs of thinning.

But fortunately, he is not alone.

Bei Chenyan's eyes fell on the face of the little woman who was sleeping peacefully on her lap. The stern and seductive face slowly revealed a soft and extremely soft smile, just like the sunshine reflecting on the lake, blowing past the wind in March, melting That layer of ice and snow that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

In this world, there is no other feeling that can make people feel warmer and more at ease than this.

The girl's furry head was resting on the man's lap, her entire cheek was almost buried in his arms, only a small fair face was exposed, the light and shadow passed through her small fan-like eyelashes, and cast light shadows under the eyelids.

Just looking at a person's sleeping face quietly like this is like owning the whole world, which should be Bei Chenyan's feeling at this moment.

The man's slender fingertips descended, brushing away a strand of hair that fell on her side face, his movements were as gentle as if he was facing a fragile baby.

Those dark red pupils were filled with tenderness that was invisible at other times, as if water was about to drip out, it was fully revealed at this time.

The man caressed her head, and slowly ran down the silky black hair, "Yue'er, have I ever told you that the luckiest thing in my life is that I met you, fell in love with you, can be loved by you."

Ling Xiyue moved lightly as if she had a tacit understanding.

Bei Chenyan smiled silently, withdrew his hand, and continued to read the playbook.

At this time, I don't know what I saw. The man's brows, which were originally soft and full, suddenly fell, covered with dark clouds, and covered with a layer of frost in an instant.

Glancing down at Ling Xiyue, who was sleeping peacefully on her lap, Bei Chenyan folded the memorial, threw it to the corner next to it, and took a stack of reviewed manuscripts, pressing it down at the bottom.

(End of this chapter)