Xiangye wants to brush the sense of existence

Chapter 126. Xiaoyue is so nice

And Zhou Qiao was stunned for a long time, she didn't know which woman was lying under him at this time, or it was just a maid, but no matter who it was, with his deep and magnetic groans, she He knew that he was enjoying himself to the fullest at this moment, but her, her world also collapsed at this moment.

No one spoke, and the maid did not dare to say anything. Zhou Qiao closed her eyes and let out a deep breath. Finally, she could not listen anymore, and turned to leave.

The servant girl lowered her eyebrows, and also felt uncomfortable for her. Everyone in this house knew it well, and everyone knew that the two of them were very enviable on the surface. In fact, they were from different rooms. Although they knew it, but because there was a serious and cold prince Master, so everyone pretended to be stupid and kept silent. Seeing that her prince has a new love at this moment, it is even more heartbreaking and sympathetic for Zhou Qiao.

The two bright figures gradually faded away, and after a while of breathing in the room, it finally came to an end.

Zhuge Yi sucked its white liquid badly, crawled up to his eyes, lifted the hem of his robe, licked the liquid flowing from his lips, looked at his rosy jade face, and seemed to say: delicious .

Nan Puyue looked away in embarrassment, and said with a disordered breath: "Are you disgusted? Throw it up quickly."

As soon as the words fell, he only heard a murmur, and he swallowed it in one gulp.

Nan Puyue rolled his eyes hard.

Instead of teasing him, Zhuge Yi untied his acupoints, Nan Puyue relaxed all over, and sat up on the couch with both hands, at this moment, Zhuge Yi leaned forward and pressed him down again.

"you?!"

Interrupting his words, Zhuge Yi said to him with a pitiful look: "Can you help me?"

Nan Puyue glanced at him contemptuously, and then rebuffed: "Don't even think about it."

Zhuge Yi was in a dilemma, his body really needed him, bit his lower lip, leaned on him, hugged him and said: "If you don't agree, I won't get up."

The childish action and coquettish tone made Nan Puyue go crazy, he really couldn't do it, whether it was being fucked by him or tricked out for him, it was very difficult for him to do it.

Just like that, the two of them didn't move, and neither of them spoke anymore, so it was wasted.

Half a day later, Nan Puyue saw that he really had no intention of getting up, so she exhaled helplessly, and said calmly, "Get up, can I change your medicine?"

The head on the shoulder shook coquettishly.

Nan Puyue couldn't help slandering in her heart: This guy behaves as naive as a child, and he must not be much better in that respect. Even if he agrees, he probably won't be able to do it twice.

But... why do you think about this? ? ?Nan Puyue blinked, almost surprised and speechless at her own thoughts.

"I'll say it again, get up!" Nan Puyue ordered like a stubborn child, her tone was calm, but not angry but mighty.

At this moment, Zhuge Yi raised his head slowly, glanced at him flickeringly, and unexpectedly became obedient.

Seeing this, Nan Puyue felt indescribably proud and happy. This guy never listened to her own words, but at this moment, seeing this usually strong and stubborn man actually listened to her own words, she couldn't say anything. Self-satisfaction and a sense of accomplishment.

"As long as you are happy." Zhuge Yi smiled and lay down on the side, closing his eyes and concentrating.

Nan Puyue was stunned for a moment. It turned out that he could see all the hidden emotions in her. How much does this person know about herself?Nan Puyue became more and more suspicious, sat up, leaned against the side of the couch, calmed down, and then said slowly: "I will change the medicine for you."

The whole process was very quiet, and the two of them kept silent. When Nan Puyue took off the gauze for him, he changed the medicine and said, "Fortunately, the wound was not inflamed, otherwise the imperial physician would have been alarmed."

No one responded, Zhuge Yi slowly opened his eyes after an unknown amount of time. At this time, his stomach was empty, his intestines were already hungry, and his body was sore. He said lightly, "I'm hungry."

He didn't beat around the bush, Nan Puyue gave a funny laugh, but he was finally hungry and thought he was indestructible, so he responded casually while wrapping the gauze around him: "What do you want to eat? I told the kitchen to do it."

"Anything is fine, just come here."

"You are easy to support." Nan Puyue said casually.

Zhuge Yi looked at him, and said with a coquettish smile: "I am so easy to support, why don't we live together, would you like to be my wife or..."

Before she finished speaking, Nan Puyue was tying the knot with her hands hard, Zhuge Yi whimpered and said hastily: "I was wrong, I was wrong, it depends on you, everything depends on you."

That's right, no matter who is the husband or wife, Zhuge Yi will follow him.

Squinting at him fiercely, Nan Puyue got up and found him a clean white satin gown, the kind of gown worn indoors, the fabric was soft and smooth to the touch, and a few silver orchids were embroidered on it.

Glancing at him, seeing that he was smiling very frivolously, except for his pale lips, he didn't look sick at all, Nan Puyue frowned slowly, and threw it on his head impatiently: "Put it on yourself. .”

Smiling and tearing off the clothes on his head, Zhuge Yi said, "I'm thirsty."

"Go down yourself."

"Yue~" He called him pitifully, and raised his arm with difficulty, the meaning was obvious: he was inconvenient.

Three seconds later, Nan Puyue scratched her hair angrily, then poured a bowl of water and walked over to him, and put it in his hand. It was the first time to serve others, and she said awkwardly, "Drink it." .”

Maybe he was really thirsty, he took it without even looking at it, then raised his head and drank it, then licked his dry lips, it seemed that the taste came back, and he gaped, "Sweet syrup?!"

"What? You don't like it?" Nan Puyue looked at him curiously, remembering that the man didn't like it either.

Zhuge Yi coughed, laughed dryly and said, "It's okay."

Looking at him suspiciously, temporarily put aside the doubts in his heart, and said lightly: "Aren't you hungry? I'll ask someone to make you something to eat and bring it over."

With softness rippling in his heart, Zhuge Yi stepped forward and gave him a "baji" on the left cheek, and said warmly in his heart: "Xiaoyue is so kind."

Nan Puyue frowned, raised her hand to wipe off his saliva, which still smelled of sweet syrup, and said in a disgusted tone: "Go wash up."

Zhuge Yi shrugged slightly, and then said, "Okay."

Nan Puyue ignored him, walked out the door, and called Bai Rong. She only said that she had ordered the kitchen to make a few light dishes and sent them over. Afterwards, no one knew that he even whispered something to him.

Half an hour later, a young man brought a tray with four or five dishes steaming on it. What's more, there was actually a bowl of corn porridge, all put together, the quality was excellent, and it looked very close. tasty.