In Love With The Fake Bride

He looked down at Chu Fengyi in his arms, and said in a resentful tone, "Feng'er, since you came back, you always like to turn off the lights when you're with me. Can't you turn on the lights and let me take a good look at you?"

Over the years, whenever Dongfang Ke Yu wanted to make out with Chu Fengyi, she would shyly turn off all the lights.

Dongfang Ke Yu didn't care at first, but it has been more than ten years, and Chu Fengyi still insists on refusing to turn on the lights.

God knows how much he wants to bathe in the bright light with her, and take a closer look at the charming appearance of Ke Ren'er under him!

Chu Fengyi nestled in Dongfang Ke Yu's arms, stretched out her hand to climb his neck, and offered her fragrant red lips, "You know, I'm the most shy, especially for such private and intimate things."

The red lips close at hand are like the most deceptive poison, exuding a bone-eating fragrance, making Dongfang Ke Yu's eyes that were clear just now become confused.

He took a deep breath, and his whole body was deeply immersed in this unique fragrance. He had already forgotten the original intention of asking the question just now, and lowered his head to chew on it.

"Feng'er, my Feng'er, do you know how sweet you are?"

Chu Fengyi clung to Dongfang Ke Yu's body, responding to him... only the phalanges of the hands that were attached to his back had already turned white.

No one knew whether she was unable to control herself at this time, or she was trying to suppress some unknown emotion.

It was still dark outside the window, only the two could be vaguely seen in the dormitory, still doing intimate things...

Early the next morning.

Ke Jia took Lan Xin out early and rushed towards the palace.

They had a serious discussion last night and believed that the most important thing right now is to quickly find out what happened that year.

As for Lingxi's identity, it's better not to expose it for the time being.

So just after dawn, Ke Jia drove Lan Xin to the palace without telling anyone.

Not long after they left, Lingxi searched for Lan Xin all over the yard.

She searched all over the front yard but found no one, so she continued to search in the back yard.

The air in the morning was exceptionally fresh, and in the wide open space in the backyard, Ping Shun was concentrating on practicing martial arts and doing morning lessons.

He has practiced martial arts with Chama since he was a child, and he has long developed the habit of getting up before dawn to exercise, and he is topless.

At this moment, he was playing Taijiquan, which he had been familiar with for a long time, very vigorously, and every move was extraordinarily elegant and powerful.

Under the morning glow, the smooth and muscular back was covered with beads of sweat, looking very attractive and sexy, like a walking hormone.

Lingxi didn't expect to see such a scene when he turned into the backyard, subconsciously fixed his feet, and silently watched Ping Shun during the morning exercise.

His shoulders are broad and stalwart, and his complexion is bronze. He is as wild and unrestrained as an ancient Greek sculpture, and his gestures exude a strong masculine charm.

Especially the fine beads of sweat rolled down the muscular back, adding an indescribable sex appeal.

Lingxi couldn't help staring blankly, his eyes were locked on Pingshun, and he couldn't look away for a long time.

Ping Shun's Taijiquan was like flowing clouds and flowing water, and he was so devoted that he didn't even notice the existence of Lingxi.

He learned this set of boxing from Locke. It is said that it came from the ancient East. It can not only strengthen the body, but also has the effect of pulling a thousand pounds.

After Pingshun finished punching, he took a breath and found that Lingxi was standing not far away.

"Lingxi? When did you come here?"

Seeing the girl he likes right in front of him, Ping Shun smiled brightly, and walked up to her in two or three steps.

Lingxi smiled cautiously, "I just came here not long ago, I want to ask you if you have seen Aunt Lan."

"What? Isn't she in the General's Mansion?" Ping Shun subconsciously asked.

Lingxi nodded, "Well, I didn't see her after I woke up in the morning. I had already searched around the front yard, so I came to the back yard to see her."

Last night, Ke Jia arranged for Lingxi and Aunt Lan to live in the guest room in the front yard, and Ping Shun was placed in the backyard to live with the guards of the General's Mansion.

Ping Shun thought for a while, and his eyes lit up, "Ah, I remembered, it seems that some kind of princess came last night. Aunt Lan will not enter the palace, right?"

"Enter the palace?"

Lingxi was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that the maids in the General's Mansion had said that a princess had indeed been there.

But Aunt Lan didn't say anything about entering the palace. Could it be that she was worried about her safety?

After all, Aunt Lan is still worried, thinking that the palace is full of dangers, and she absolutely believes in Aunt Lan's words unconditionally.

But just because she knew that the palace was full of dangers, Aunt Lan shouldn't take risks alone!

They have depended on each other for so many years, no matter what kind of difficulties they face, they should work together!

"No, I can't let Aunt Lan break into the palace alone!" Lingxi panicked and grabbed Ping Shun's hand, "I'm going to find her!"

Pingshun looked at Lingxi who was in a hurry, and said firmly, "Okay, I'll go with you!"

After finishing speaking, he held Lingxi's hand, and the two strode towards the gate of the General's Mansion.

It's just that before they took two steps, Curtis' cool mocking voice came from behind him, "Hehe, are you all so naive? Do you really think anyone can go to the palace if they want?"

"What do you mean by that?"

Lingxi turned her head abruptly, with dissatisfaction in her eyes.

She only remembers what happened in Misty Valley Forest, and she has no other memories, and she doesn't know the rules of entering the palace at all.

Especially now that Lingxi has Lan Xin's safety in mind, listening to Curtis's words always feels particularly harsh.

Compared with Lingxi, who has lost his memory, Pingshun grew up in the palace after all.

Although it is different from country P, the rules of the royal family have always been similar.

After all, as the royal family of a country, of course they would not allow others to come and go at will.

Ping Shun looked at Curtis, who was standing with folded arms, and asked in a low voice, "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"I have good intentions and want to take you there." Curtis put down his short hair on his forehead handsomely, and then said slowly, "It's a pity that Lingxi doesn't seem to appreciate it. I'm afraid my enthusiasm will be wasted. "

Lingxi frowned impatiently, "If you sincerely want to help, I will definitely thank you. But if you play and joke, it will only make me hate you more."

"More?" Curtis narrowed his eyes, and protested dissatisfiedly, "Lingxi, I really want to help you with sincerity, how can you doubt my sincerity? Also, why do you say it's more annoying? Could it be that before You hate me so much? Lingxi, it's unfair for you to target me like this!"

Facing Curtis's questioning, Lingxi did not intend to be perfunctory, but expressed his true thoughts, "I just hate the young master who is doing nothing all day long, and I didn't deliberately target you."

"It's fine if you don't target me," Curtis's indignant face just now changed into a bright smile, and he walked up to Lingxi with his long legs, "Believe me, I will let you find out that I am not doing nothing Brother son!"