The villain of fast time travel is paranoid

Chapter 185 Disaster for the country and the demon concubine 12.0
Again?What again?
Guan Fengyue couldn't resist his gaze like this the most, her head was dozing off, and she subconsciously agreed.

As soon as Murong Qing got permission, he hugged her, leaned forward, and kissed her lightly.

He kissed very gently and carefully, like treating a treasure, for fear of hurting her.

Guan Fengyue's head began to become a little dull, and she was taken away by Murong Qing.

When Murong Qing was about to take a step closer, she forced herself back to her senses and pushed him away.

Murong Qing didn't want to force her, he let her go, and looked at her aggrieved, with an expression of dissatisfaction.

Guan Fengyue's body didn't have much strength, she rolled her eyes at him, and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

She scolded herself in her heart for being tempted by his beauty.

After watching a big show, the system silently stuffed a big mouthful of popcorn into its mouth.

"Yueyue." Murong Qing stayed quietly by the side for a while, then cautiously stretched out his hand to hook her hand, tentatively, afraid that she would get angry.

Guan Fengyue stared at Murong Qing for a while, and looked at his exquisite and enchanting face, she felt a little more balanced in her heart, with his appearance, she is actually not at a loss?

"Are you angry?" Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Murong Qing held her hand tightly and asked in a low voice.

Guan Fengyue glanced at him and shook her head: "No."

Murong Qing's eyes lit up all of a sudden, he moved to Guan Fengyue's side, clasped her hand, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The other courtyards in the side hall were lit up, and Guan Fengyue could vaguely guess how many gossips there would be tomorrow.

She rubbed the center of her eyebrows and felt a headache, her ears were suddenly covered.

"Don't listen." Murong Qing covered her ears with a serious face, very domineering.

Guan Fengyue pulled his hand down, looked at him with a frown, reached out and squeezed his face: "Fifth Prince, have you been possessed by something dirty?"

This legendary iron-faced prince turned out to be an innocent little milk dog?

Murong Qing didn't resist, and obediently let her pinch her. His eyes were deep, and he wrapped his arms around her waist: "It's possessed."

The tip of his nose was lingering with the fragrance of her body, he buried his head on her neck, his eyes darkened.

He hugged her tightly, he was possessed, otherwise how could he just see her once, and would never forget her, haunted her in dreams.

Murong Qing thought of the weird dreams he had after meeting her, and hugged her even tighter. If the parting in those dreams were true, then he would not let her leave his side for half a step.

now.

He is hugging her, she is by his side, no one can snatch him away.

Murong Qing has always been domineering, as long as it is something he likes, he will try his best to keep it for himself, and she is no exception.

Since she always appears in his mind and in his dreams, making him uneasy and his heart beat faster, then he will take her as his own, lock her tightly by his side, and never let her The life and death parting in the dream happened again.

She can only be his.

Guan Fengyue was hurt by him, she frowned and pushed him: "Let go."

Murong Qing let go of her obediently, and when he looked at her again, he became pure and innocent again, he held her hand tightly, and lovingly touched her elbow: "Did it hurt you? "

Guan Fengyue frowned and glanced at him, then shook her head: "It's okay, it's getting late, you can go back."

He's a little weird.

The sky gradually turned white, Guan Fengyue jumped down after finishing speaking, she entered the house, and gently closed the door.

Murong Qing stood on the roof, listening to the commotion in the house, clasped his hands tightly, although he didn't know what method she used to deceive Murong Yun, but whenever he thought that she would lie beside him, he would be furious Burning, I can't wait to tear Murong Yun's body into thousands of pieces.

He looked at the gradually whitening sky expressionlessly, if she hadn't opened the door just now, he didn't know what he would do.

Murong Qing lowered his head, there seemed to be warmth in his hands, he clenched his hands tightly, as if he wanted to firmly grasp the remaining warmth.

Can't be in a hurry.

He has to take it step by step slowly, if it scares her, it will be bad.

Guan Fengyue entered the house.

She pulled away the hanging tendrils, and Murong Yun was sleeping, with a lifeless puppet lying in his arms.

Guan Fengyue waved her hand, put away the puppet, looked at the messy bed in disgust, turned and walked out.

When Murong Yun woke up, there was no one around him. He sat up and subconsciously searched for Guan Fengyue's figure in the house.

When he saw the person sitting in front of the vanity mirror wearing only his underwear, he let go of what he had originally raised. He propped his head up and quietly watched her dress up, feeling soft and confused.

Seeing his appearance from the bronze mirror, Guan Fengyue twitched the corners of her mouth mockingly, it seemed that he was very satisfied yesterday.

"Yue'er." Murong Yun lazily sat up from the bed and called her softly.

The woman sitting in front of the vanity mirror looked a little thin, and she paused in her makeup movements. Although she tried her best to maintain calm, she couldn't hide the trill in her words: "What's the matter?"

Murong Yun naturally found out that something was wrong with her. He got out of bed, walked behind Guan Fengyue, picked up a lock of her long hair, put it on the tip of her nose, and put his hand on her shoulder: "What's wrong?"

Guan Fengyue put down the wooden comb in her hand, looked at the person in the mirror quietly, and did not speak.

Murong Yun frowned, he helped her turn around, raised her chin, saw her eyes were red, and asked patiently again: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Guan Fengyue turned her head, stood up, and drew a certain distance from him. She turned her back and shrugged her shoulders slightly.

Murong Yun has always been impatient with coaxing women, but when he thought of her crying, he couldn't help but think of how she couldn't stand it and cried yesterday.

His heart softened, the warmth from yesterday was still there, he stepped forward, grabbed her shoulders and brought her into his arms, stroked her hair, and coaxed: "But what wronged you?"

Guan Fengyue leaned in his arms and shook her head lightly. She tightly held the clothes on his chest, buried her head in his arms, and said in a muffled voice, "I thought..."

"It's just a dream. When I wake up, there will be nothing left." Guan Fengyue raised her head, her eyes were red, she bit her lips lightly, pitiful and charming.

Murong Yun looked at her like this, and tightened his chin. He rubbed her hair in a funny way, flicked her forehead, stroked her face, and said affectionately: "How could it be a dream? I am here, here Everything is not a dream."

"Your Majesty, it's time to go to court." Dequan's voice sounded.

Murong Yun let go of her with some regrets, kissed her forehead, changed into clothes under the service of the maid, made an appointment with her to see her at night, then turned and left.

Guan Fengyue looked at his leaving figure, her expression became cold, and she wiped her forehead vigorously.Not enough, the current level is far from enough.

　Thank you cutie for your reward. I have something to do today. I am thinking about adding updates in the past two days.

　　
　
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