The evil king lured into his arms: addicted to petting the waste Chai medical concubine

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Chapter 1203: Review
When he entered the room, Bei Mingye had changed into clean clothes and was sitting by the bed holding a cup of hot tea.Seeing Qin Wuge coming in, Ping'er and the others consciously bowed their heads and came out.

Two palace lanterns were burning beside the bed, illuminating the room very brightly, but passing through the slightly shaking bed curtain, the bright light cast sliding shadows on Bei Mingye's handsome face.

Seeing her come in, he put down the teacup, raised his hand to her, and signaled her to come over.

Qin Wuge smiled, Shi Shiran walked towards him, and put his hand in his palm obediently.He was grasped by him almost instantly, and Qin Wuge's heart skipped a beat, thinking that he would take advantage of the situation and pull him into his arms.However, Bei Mingye didn't make any further moves, and only maintained his movements, raising his eyes to look up at her.

"This king is a hero?"

A cold male voice sounded, breaking the originally charming atmosphere in the room.Qin Wuge didn't want her to say it casually, but he insisted on it so much, he couldn't help tilting his head, and replied a little teasingly and innocently.

"The prince plays tricks on government affairs, speaks eloquently, has no heart to serve the country as a gentleman, has long-term ambitions, plans every step of the way, has no villain's greed for money, neither seeks beauty, nor is he obsessed with power and reputation. He is already high and powerful. , but without the intention of enjoying it. From this point of view, the prince's ambition must be even greater than these? What is this if he is not a hero?"

As soon as she said this, she felt that the hand held by Bei Mingye seemed to be crushed by that force, and then Bei Mingye suddenly got up and pulled her into his arms.With fiery palms resting on his waist, Qin Wuge raised his eyes, and met a pair of eyes burning with flames.

The two people's eyes met, and they could clearly count each other's slender eyelashes. Bei Mingye's eyes were as intense as a ball of fire, but Qin Wuge's clear eyes were as light as water flowing in the crescent moon.

Bei Mingye looked at her with such warm eyes, Qin Wuge would not narcissistically think that he fell in love with her, but he really didn't look angry.

Looking at each other, suddenly the corners of Bei Mingye's sharp lips twitched slightly, and a smile spread out. Then, under Qin Wuge's surprise, his smile grew bigger and bigger, and finally he raised his head and laughed loudly.

His hands were still clasped around his waist, and his chest kept rising and falling with a smile.

This man was already very good-looking, but now he was smiling even more charmingly. With his beauty, Qin Wuge felt a little strange in his heart.

She couldn't help swallowing, and stepped back.Thinking in her heart, she never knew that her willpower was so weak that she was actually a pervert?
When she moved, Bei Mingye stopped smiling, and looked down at her with deep eyes.

"You really have changed into a different person, interesting!"

The girly fragrance on her body was refreshing, his big palm rested on her lower back, raised her chin, and looked at her carefully.

Qin Wuge didn't dodge either, following Bei Mingye's gaze, he blinked.

"It seems that the prince is very satisfied with my changes?"

Bei Mingye rubbed Qin Wuge's chin with his fingers noncommittally, only to feel that the woman's nimble eyes seemed to be a little cunning, which made her more enchanting. If this woman had been like this before, he would not have hated her so far.

"Save your life first!"

Suddenly he narrowed his eyes and smiled, but his eyes gradually drooped again and looked at Qin Wuge carefully from top to bottom, as if admiring an antique that was regarded as a treasure.

Then he said in a hoarse voice: "The hands are like catkins, the skin is like fat, the head is crescent, the smile is charming, the eyes are beautiful, the waist is plain, and the legs are like porcelain carvings. It's very good."

Every sentence was uttered one by one as his eyes wandered, his tone was hoarse, but his voice clearly ignited the silent atmosphere, making the air in the room hot in an instant.

(End of this chapter)