The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

The breeze blew, Murong Xue's lip color gradually became blue, and the slender body shrank slightly, shivering gently under the quilt.

Ouyang Shaoyan eyes gaze, take off his boots, open the thin quilt, lying on the side of Murong Xue, stretched his arms into her arms, palms pressed on her back, slowly transporting internal forces!

After the heart was poured into the heart, it turned into a warmth of enthusiasm, and it quickly flowed in the veins. A little bit of the residual chills were expelled. Murong Xue’s lip color gradually returned to normal, and the pale face also showed a little blood. .

Looking at the quiet and quiet girl who snuggled in his arms, sleeping, Ouyang Shaoyan’s mouth curled up with a smile, and the eyes were also dyed with a smile, his fingers flicked, and a blast of wind blew out, igniting the light, swaying With a pregnant person, smile and sleep.

The silver moonlight shines through the lattice window into the room and is poured over the large carved bed of Nuo Da, adding a touch of warmth and sweetness to the pair of people.

In the confusion, Murong Xue heard a long breathing sound, a pair of warm and powerful arms covered in her waist, if there is no ink bamboo scent around the nose, Murong Xue surprised, suddenly opened his eyes.

What was striking was a white chest, a strong heartbeat into the ear, a warm breath sprayed on her hair, her heart was even more shocked, pushing the Ouyang Shaohao hard and turning over and sitting up.

The soft thinness was slowly slipped down, revealing that she only had the body of the twilight apron. She was shocked and anxious. She grabbed the brocade and wrapped herself. She felt carefully, the body was clear and refreshing, the waist was not sour, and the back was not Pain, the skin is also white, thin and greasy, there is no trace of sputum, she could not help but secretly relieved.

Ouyang Shaohao looked at her changing face, her mouth curled up with a smile, and she sat up slowly, her eyes were sharp and clear, and she was blinded by a half-what: "You wake up!"

"Where is this?" Murong Xue was moved a few times in the thinness, and he opened the distance and stared at him: the room's sandalwood tables and chairs, ornaments, utensils, exquisite but strange, this is not her in the town Houfu's boudoir.

"Happy Palace... my room!" Ouyang Shaohao sounds light: "After you took the fire lotus seed last night, I fell asleep and sent you back to the town of Houfu, which will damage your reputation and let you alone. In the guest room, I don't worry, I will take you to rest here."

Cold poison to yin, fire lotus seeds to yang, the two meet, will produce great efficacy, the original master will take a slumber after sleeping with fire lotus seeds, Murong Xue after taking the medicine, ready to support to Murong When the movement came over and brought her back to the town of Houfu, the body was too weak. She stayed for a few minutes and fell asleep.

Ouyang Shaoyan saw her sleepy and took her to the Xiaowang Wangfu to rest. But: "There is a bed in this room, a soft couch, we can sleep each other, why do you want to sleep with me? ?"

The two worlds are human, she is still the first time to sleep with a man on a bed, feeling very awkward.

Ouyang Shaoyan gave her a glance, and said: "You covered the quilt last night, and it was still cold and shivering. I am afraid that if you are frozen, you will sleep with you and use your internal force to help you drive the cold... ”

Murong Xue a glimpse, in the memory of the original Lord, regardless of the spring, summer, autumn and winter, every time she wakes up, her body is covered with thick quilts, it can be seen that her poisonous hair will be cold after falling asleep, need to be driven by Jin Cold, Ouyang Shaohao only gave her such a thin quilt, and of course she would tremble coldly.

Of course, Ouyang Shaohao is not the embarrassment to take care of her. She does not know that she will be cold after she falls asleep. She did not give her more cover, nor can she blame him...

Looking at her depressed face, Ouyang Shaohao came up with a touch of invisible smile: "You, I sleep with you, it really damaged your reputation, I can be responsible!"

Negative... responsible? They just slept in the same bed for one night, and nothing happened, what responsibility?

Murong Xue smiled unnaturally: "It's a small matter, you don't have to be responsible."

Ouyang Shaohao’s smile in the eyes disappeared without a trace, and she looked at her: “I really don’t need me to be responsible?” Qingyue’s voice reveals unclear and unclear emotions.

Murong Xue solemnly nodded: "Of course it is true!" Ouyang Shaohao saved her life, she grateful to him, will not know how to rely on him!

Ouyang Shaohao paints a dark smudge in the black eyelids, smashes the quilt out of bed, stalks to the closet, and walks to solve his own coat button.

"Ouyang Shaohao, what are you doing?" Murong Xue exclaimed.

"Change clothes!" Ouyang Shaotou did not answer the answer.

Murong Xue frowned and said: "You will not wear clothes to change the screen behind?"

Ouyang Shaoyan gave her a look, a word and a word: "This is my room!" He changed his clothes here.

Murong Xue grinned, she knew that this was his room, but she was not sitting in his bed? She is a woman. Unlike his gender, he doesn't know how to avoid it.

Seeing Ouyang Shaohao untied the clothes button, took off the coat, revealing the perfect figure of smooth lines, Murong Xue hurriedly turned to face the wall: he had the habit of changing clothes in front of the woman, she did not see the hobby of men **** He does not avoid, she avoids!

The sound of the rubbing of the clothes rang behind him, and Murong Xue turned a deaf ear, and the cold eyes looked straight ahead at the wall.

Suddenly, one hand photographed her on the shoulder. She looked back and saw that Ouyang Shaohao had already dressed in a snow-colored robes. The clothes were embroidered with exquisite dark flowers. The atmosphere was majestic, and the cuffs were embroidered with noble, mysterious clouds and pictures. Adding a bit of Tsinghua and honor, he held a light blue dress in his hand and handed it to Murong Xue: "Give it to you!"

Murong Xue’s blue long skirt damped the hot spring water. Although it was dried by internal force, it has become a crumpled mass. It can’t be worn on the bench at the end of the bed. This dress is for her. It’s really a charcoal in the snow, just: “How can you have women’s clothes here?”

Listening to her incomprehensible inquiry, Ouyang Shaojun Jun beauty face slightly gloomy, grabbed her little hand, heavily put the long skirt into her hand, said a word: "This is just bought from Yixiangge New clothes coming back."

The long skirt tentacles are cool, smooth and smooth, and the fabric is excellent. Murong Xue licks his mouth, new clothes are new clothes, what do you do with such a big temper?

The faint ink bamboo sticks around the whole body, and it doesn't linger for a long time. She looks up and looks at Ouyang Shaohao: "Ouyang Shizi, I have to change clothes!"

"I know!" Ouyang Shaohao nodded.

Know that you still can't go out? Men and women are different, she does not want to change clothes in the face of Ouyang Shaohao.

"You don't have to be so careful, this world is not interested in the young and awkward little girl!"

Qingyue voice was introduced into the ear, and Murong Xue’s face was black. He grabbed the soft pillow around him and bowed to Ouyang Shaohao: “Where am I?”