Chapter 84: Emperor Shi (23)

Chu Yanhuan's eyes widened, and he raised his hand to pull Fuyi and hugged her waist, "Hey, don't go, let me be clear first!"
The two fell on the couch at once.
The girl's head knocked on the bed when she was accidentally pulled.
A soft voice sounded.
"Um... it hurts."
Shen Qingjue, who just opened the door, heard this sentence.
Then he raised his eyes, his thick curled eyelashes trembled like a fan, and looked at the person inside.
After seeing the situation inside.
The youth's dark pupils shrank, and his delicate face was slightly pale.
He could naturally see that the man in the court dress on the bed was a man.
Fu Yi's neckline was torn open, revealing a large white chest, such a disheveled appearance, entangled with the little girl next to him...
Because of the angle problem, and the sentence that Chu Yanhuan just said "painful".
Shen Qingjue misunderstood.
His complexion was a little pale, his delicate and picturesque eyebrows seemed to lose their color instantly, and his eyes trembled and swayed.
Eventually broken.
Shen Qingjue's feet were almost soft, and then he held the door frame uncontrollably, his slender knuckles were pinched white.
There were waves of dizziness in his mind, he reached out his hand to support his forehead, and then walked away slowly.
Stiff steps, lonely back.
Shen Qingjue raised his hand and closed the door of the sleeping hall, sat in the main hall outside, reached out his hand to take the pot of Hantan incense left on the table, and took a sip.
How bitter...
He stopped Bai Zhi who was about to enter the sleeping hall, "Don't go in, the princess is asleep, don't disturb her."
Bai Zhi paused, said hello, bowed to Shen Qingjue, and then went down with the ladies.
Shen Qingjue didn't know how long he waited, he just sat like this, almost becoming a statue.
It seems to be a long time, and it seems to be just a while.
...
In fact, Fuyi just coaxed Chu Yanhuan to sleep inside.
"My grandmother, go to bed." Fuyi was crying without tears, almost wanting to buy a rope and hanged herself.
The girl sat cross-legged on the couch and said solemnly: "Why do you sleep? I am a poor person who wants to cultivate immortality."
Fu Yi: "..."
Bah, believe you a ghost!
You just said that you are a little fairy falling from the sky!
After a long period of trouble, Chu Yanhuan finally fell asleep, and Fuyi covered her with a quilt, and then went out exhausted.
After closing the door, Fuyi was shocked when he saw Shen Qingjue sitting in the main hall. After blessing him, he stepped back.
The youth's cold eyes fell on Fu Yi's body, as cold as frost and snow, and as cold as the bones.
The look seemed to be looking at a dead person.
After a moment of silence, the young man raised his slender fingers and put the flask in his hand on the table.
There was a crisp sound.
Shen Qingjue stepped into Chu Yanhuan's bedroom, not hurriedly nor slow, and very regular.
It seems to knock on people's hearts.
Seeing the girl sleeping on the couch, the young man lowered his eyes slightly, his cold eyes almost overflowing with black.
He raised his snow-white fingertips and touched the girl's forehead.
Muttered: "Why..."
"Yan Huan, why are you so bad, do you know how angry I am?"
The youth's words were soft and weird.
He took the girl's hand and covered it on his chest.
"I really hurt."
"The pain is dying...Do you know?"
Chu Yanhuan woke up.
The girl frowned uncomfortably, and slowly opened her eyes, her curled eyelashes trembled, but she found that her eyes were blurred, and her eyes were covered with ribbons.
And her hands were also tied and clasped on top of her head.
Chu Yanhuan: "???"
Who did it?
So perverted!
As soon as the girl was about to speak, her red lips were blocked, and she was sobbing and speechless.
The scent of light lingering between the lips and teeth, densely packed.
Her mind emptied for a while, and the girl's beautiful big eyes soon covered a thin layer of mist.
Chu Yanhuan suddenly felt pain.
The other party bit her on her neck, like a punishment, and it hurts slightly.