Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 92 Hey, I want porridge (4)

Qu Changsheng walked through the corridor with a tray, and the wind chimes rang and jingled all the way. At the end of the long road was a magnificently decorated palace, with her favorite wind chimes tied to the door, and the clear ringing sound seemed to be the cleanest sound in the palace. .

There are three words written on the plaque:
Morning Dew Hall.

Standing in front of Chenlu Hall, Chong Lin looked suave from a distance, standing quietly at His Highness.

Chang Sheng couldn't help laughing, he was in a good mood, and his steps became brisk: "Why is the emperor in this hall?"

When I was bored in the previous life, I often came to this temple to listen to the sound of the wind chimes, and sat for an entire afternoon, but Ying Chen didn't like to come here, which is strange in this life.

In front of the Hall of Morning Dew, it is rare for a tough guy like Chong Lin to appear a little gentle:

"The emperor is in a good mood today. I have been waiting for you for a long time, so go in quickly."

When she came back from outside, she cooked porridge for the emperor without stopping.

If there was no emperor just now, she must be suffering in the dungeon now, so naturally she should thank her.

Qu Changsheng quietly pushed the door open, and the old wooden door creaked, breaking the tranquility of the hall.

There is the sound of drizzling water inside, which is the hot water that can be used for bathing in the store.

She looked around, but did not find Ying Chen.

"emperor?"

Chang Sheng took a few steps forward, feeling a little hairy inexplicably:
"My lord, where are you? Don't scare me, I'm timid and afraid of ghosts."

"Are you saying that I am a ghost?"

"what!!!"

Qu Changsheng was startled, turned around abruptly, staggered two steps, and almost lost his footing.

Diwang Yingchen stood behind her, wearing a clear tulle gown untied, with a few strands of hair, wet and slightly curled, attached to his solid chest.

The innate nobleness and glamor amazed Chang Sheng, Ying Chen always has such magic power, those eyes are as deep as a pool, it seems to suck you in.

Chang Sheng blushed, and immediately swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Why don't you make a sound from behind..."

"Why do I need to say hello to you?" Ying Chenxie raised his eyebrows, and even this raised eyebrow was very handsome.

Qu Changsheng choked, put the tray on the table, took out the porridge bowl, and filled it up:

"The servant girl is a little scared, the emperor hasten to drink the porridge, it will be cold in a while."

The emperor's fiery eyes scanned behind her, if he saw a woman with a melancholy face in her previous life.

He couldn't help but stepped forward, wanting to hug her deeply and kiss her neck.

His long sheng.

"The emperor is here..."

As soon as Chang Sheng turned around, he saw that Ying Chen had stuck behind her at some point, only one step away, and it was possible to touch his skin. She was startled, leaned back, and the casserole on the tray was clanging One sound.

There were suddenly more hands around her waist, hugging her to prevent her from falling.

The emperor's eyes were indifferent, and his voice was a little cold:

"Why are you so careless? If you overturn my porridge, I will ask you."

Chang Sheng gasped, and couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Didn't you suddenly appear behind me sneakily?Even when something happened, I was blamed instead.

Qu Changsheng held back his mouth: "Then the emperor should eat it while it's hot."

Yingchen looked at her without blinking eyes, and said as a matter of course: "Didn't you see that my hands are being used?"

"..." Chang Sheng thought about it slowly, only then did he feel that there was still a hand around his waist.

"Then release it quickly, don't use it!" She arched her body to leave, but she inadvertently dawdled somewhere and felt a certain force from the other party.

Ah!
With an exclamation in his heart, Chang Sheng didn't dare to move.

The emperor's eyes were heavy, and there was a little lust in his eyes.

Chang Sheng didn't dare to look at him, but shook his head.

What is she thinking?All the images that are not suitable for children flashed through my mind.

Qu Changsheng oh Qu Changsheng.It's fine if you don't have much promise after being reborn once.

Why are you still alive and going back, and you are with this tyrant——

For a moment, his ears turned red and his face turned red. Chang Sheng stood there stiffly, like a trembling little white rabbit again.

She quietly raised her eyes to take a look at Ying Chen, only to see that the other party's eyes were full of clarity, as if he hadn't moved any distracting thoughts, which made Chang Sheng even more guilty.

Could it be that after being reborn, you will become oily again?

Suddenly the person in front of him lowered his head, his breath was close to his, and his thin lips were close at hand.

The sexy voice seemed to hook into her heart.

"Hey me."

Her heart thumped, and she shrank unconsciously.

"I'm afraid that this servant will not be able to serve the emperor well, so you should eat by yourself."

Ying Chen turned his head sideways more and more, as if he wanted to kiss her, but he seemed to be waiting for her to feed him openly.

"I said I'm using my hand, if I let go, wouldn't you fall down?"

Chang Sheng shook his head like a rattle: "Slaves will never fall down?"

"Really?"

The force in front of her suddenly pressed upwards, and the hand around her waist relaxed accordingly. Chang Sheng only felt that the force was forcing her to press her body backwards, and she had already begun to lose her balance.

The bowl in his hand shook, and the spoon and bowl made violent clashing sounds.

Changsheng finally took off his armor and surrendered, wrapping his free hand around Yingchen's neck.

"Your Majesty...don't press, I lost."

The slightly frightened soft tune almost made Yingchen's blood boil. At that moment, he wished he could overwhelm the person in front of him on the dining table and take her as his own.

"Admit defeat and feed me."

The emperor's voice was hoarse, mixed with strong lust, like a big bad wolf looking at a delicious rabbit.

want to kiss her.

Want to hug her.

Sensing that the emperor's breathing seemed to be a little quicker, Chang Sheng was a little puzzled:
"Your Majesty, are you tired?"

Ying Chen's eyes darkened slightly: "Give it to me."

Qu Changsheng's heart shuddered, knowing that what he wanted was porridge, but he was inexplicably thinking a little bit wrongly.

The golden-yellow printed spoon contained slightly pink porridge, which was fed into his mouth, and the thick porridge liquid remained on his mouth, but he gently licked it away.

It was as if he was trying to seduce her.

Qu Changsheng gasped and tried not to look at him.

I don't know how long she has been feeding, but her posture is sore, and the bowl in her hand is empty.

"Your Majesty, there is no more..." Qu Changsheng said awkwardly.

But Yingchen's clear eyes were still staring at her, obviously without any lust, but Changsheng always felt that he was going to eat him.

"I want more."

"...Then you have to let go of the servant first."

"I'll do it myself." Ying Chen took the bowl, put his hands around her body, filled half of the bowl in the pot behind him, and continued to maintain this position, waiting for her to feed.

Chang Sheng's mouth twitched.

Is this grandpa addicted?
Hey, hey, Yingchen asked, "Have you eaten today?"

"Not yet, I haven't had time to eat since I came back."

Yingchen paused, looked up, and looked at her hair: "What's the matter with your hair?"

Her hair is always soft and smooth, but for some reason this time, it looks sticky and greasy.

"This?" Chang Sheng tugged at his hair, "You were poured a pot of soup just now, and you didn't have time to wash your hair."

As soon as this remark came out, the emperor's face immediately sank.

(End of this chapter)