Returning after a three-year escape from death, the tyrant has turned evil.

Chapter 153 Resting my head on her lap

Just as Song Yi walked out, Jiang Lanye, who had been keeping his head down, suddenly glanced around at everyone and said calmly, "Don't look around randomly."

".yes."

It's so bitter, so incredibly bitter.

Song Yi hurriedly drank a bowl of porridge and then went back.

She knew that Jiang Lanye felt uneasy if she left for too long.

She used to hate this feeling, always feeling that Jiang Lanye was taking away her freedom.

But now Song Yi suddenly felt that as long as Jiang Lanye didn't get angry, she could gain freedom in the world that Jiang Lanye had created for her.

Song Yi sat next to Jiang Lanye, one hand supporting her chin, the other constantly grinding ink.

They sat there until noon, and it wasn't until Song Yi felt his back aching that he realized two hours had passed.

She had ground too much ink, more than Jiang Lanye could use. So she put down the ink stick, washed her hands, and took advantage of a brief moment when Jiang Lanye closed his eyes to rest to quietly ask, "When are you planning to take a break?"

She thought her voice was very soft, but to her surprise, the people below suddenly said excitedly, "Yes, Your Majesty, you've been busy all day. You should take care of your health."

The main reason is that if Jiang Lanye doesn't seem to get tired, they can't just go and rest on their own.

I felt a little dizzy sitting in the military tent all morning.

Jiang Lanye casually said, "You should all go and rest."

"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty."

Seeing that they had all left, Song Yi was finally able to make a move against Jiang Lanye.

She deliberately reached out and touched Jiang Lanye's waist and abdomen, tickling him, forcing Jiang Lanye to put down the pen in his hand on the table and grab her wrist.

"Jiang Lanye, you should at least rest for a while. Look at your eyes, they're bloodshot again. I know you're busy, but you can't be short of a little time."

He had already gotten up very early this morning, and Song Yi didn't even know how long he had slept last night.

Jiang Lanye made a condition.

"Let me lie on your lap."

Song Yi nodded blankly, "Okay."

Jiang Lanye was somewhat pleased, so he simply picked up Song Yi and led her to the recliner behind the screen, gesturing for her to sit down. Then, Jiang Lanye lay down on it, resting his head on her soft legs.

The fragrance emanating from Song Yi filled his nostrils, bringing him immense satisfaction and instantly relaxing his mind and body. However, when he spoke again, his voice carried a hint of weariness.

"Sleep for half an hour, then wake me up."

"it is good."

Song Yi found it amusing and looked down at him, noticing that his fingers were still restlessly wrapped around the belt around Song Yi's waist.

Looking down at Jiang Lanye like this, Song Yi could see the small shadow cast by his eyelashes under his eyes and feel his breathing gradually becoming even. She couldn't help but gently touch his face with her fingertips.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Lanye suddenly turned around and buried his face in her soft belly.

Song Yi couldn't help but move slightly. Then, he raised his arm and hugged Song Yi, his high nose rubbing against her lower abdomen through her clothes.

He wanted to bury his whole face in it, and mumbled, "It's so soft and hot here."

Song Yi's face turned slightly red, and she felt her ear tips burning. She helplessly tugged at his dark hair with both hands.

She felt that out of sight, out of mind, so she forced herself to ignore the sensation in her lower abdomen and closed her eyes.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

When Song Yi woke up again, she found that Jiang Lanye was sleeping soundly, and his sharp eyebrows and eyes had relaxed.

Song Yi had been there for about half an hour, and seeing him like this, she felt a pang of heartache.

If I wasn't extremely tired, how could I have fallen asleep so quickly?

Moreover, it was daytime, and although there was a screen to block out the light, it was still quite bright. Jiang Lanye, who hated bright light, had fallen asleep just like that. Song Yi had no doubt that if she hadn't been there to urge Jiang Lanye to rest, he would have kept working until his body reached its limit and simply passed out.

After a long while, Song Yi finally reached out and gently traced his cheek with her fingertips.

Jiang Lanye frowned and unconsciously rubbed his face against her lower abdomen. Song Yi couldn't help but chuckle softly, her whole body trembling slightly.

"itch"

Jiang Lanye opened his eyes, blinked twice, and mumbled with some satisfaction:
"I slept so well."

Song Yi patted him and said, "Get up."

Jiang Lanye responded, reluctant to get up.

At that moment, he wished time could stand still, with nothing to worry about, just him and Song Yi.

Song Yi couldn't help but tug at his hair and said, "Wash your face, that will wake you up."

"it is good."

Jiang Lanye sat up, not forgetting to help Song Yi straighten her disheveled skirt. Finally, still wanting more, he placed his hand on her soft lower abdomen and pinched the soft flesh on it.

Song Yi's face darkened instantly, and she slapped Jiang Lanye's hand without any politeness.

"What are you doing? It's normal for me to have a little bit of fat around my stomach, okay?"

Jiang Lanye chuckled softly.

"That's good."

It feels great to the touch and in the hand.

He felt that Song Yi was also a little sleepy, so he simply took her to wash her face.

Song Yi's face was covered in water droplets, and she was fully awake. She couldn't help but say, "You look so well-behaved when you're asleep, but once you wake up, you're like a big bad wolf."

Jiang Lanye, holding a handkerchief in his hand, deliberately ignored her words and said, "Come here."

Song Yi leaned closer, tilted her face up, and let Jiang Lanye wipe the water droplets off her face.

After wiping everything, Song Yi finally realized what was happening and said, "Wait a minute, I already told you that I was the one taking care of you."

Then he took the handkerchief and commanded, "Come here."

Jiang Lanye suppressed a laugh and moved closer to her.

Seeing this, Song Yi glared at him.

"Jiang Lanye, you did this on purpose, didn't you? Bow your head."

He smiled and bent down, letting Song Yi wipe the water droplets off his face.

After they finished wiping, the two of them had just walked out when a carrier pigeon flew over and landed on Jiang Lanye's shoulder.

Jiang Lanye took the letter down, read it, and then said nothing.

Song Yi asked nervously, "How is it?"

Jiang Lanye touched her cheek without answering, his eyes flickering as if he were pondering something.

In the following days, Song Yi kept her word and continued to take care of Jiang Lanye.

His daily meals, his living arrangements, and even what clothes he wore and how thick they were all decided by Song Yi.

Jiang Lanye found it rare and happily enjoyed it all.

Song Yi got used to feeding him. At first, he would spill the food, but gradually his hands stopped shaking.

They would take a half-hour nap every day, and the two of them would hide behind the screen, with Jiang Lanye resting his head on her lap.

One day, Jiang Lanye buried his face in her lower abdomen. Song Yi's clothes were made of slightly thin fabric that day, and Jiang Lanye bit the soft flesh on her lower abdomen through the fabric, which angered Song Yi. She forbade him from sleeping with his head on her lap that day.

Happy Children's Day, dear readers!
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