After being read, the abstinent prince bullies others with his wife every day

He saw the look in Lin Shuning's eyes when he looked at the dark figure.

She didn't want to look at him, but she was secretly looking at him.

He knew that look all too well.

The emotions in my chest suddenly felt as if they had dropped a thousand pounds, and as they tumbled, I felt a sharp pain.

Lin Shuning withdrew his gaze in an instant, patted Gu Wen's shoulder as if nothing had happened, and said mysteriously: "Thank you for what you did just now. You don't know that I broke a beloved treasure of Prince Rui a few days ago, and he is chasing me for compensation, so..."

She touched her nose and waved to Gu Wen carelessly: "It's getting late, I'll go ahead, Master Gu should go back earlier too!"

Under the vast sky, the sunset glow is about to end.

Where Lin Shuning's back gradually disappeared, the grass and trees were silent and there was no sound.

Only a light blue figure remained, with fingers slightly curled up, as if trying to grasp the cool air, but in the end, nothing was grasped.

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Fallen petals, floating lights, and a light frost on the stone road.

This night, some people look desolate and depressed, this night some people are silent facing their shadows, their emotions are like surging clouds, and the moonlight is silent.

The clatter of horses' hooves hammers at the chill of the night.

Lin Shuning hurried across the corridor and headed straight for Jiang Yu's bedroom.

Almost at the moment the carved partition was pushed open, the rich aroma of wine instantly diffused into the night.

Jiang Yu sat at the table with one hand supporting his temple, breathing steadily, as if he was asleep.

On the face sprinkled with moonlight, the stunning appearance and charming charm blend together seamlessly, transforming into a unique temperament and elegance, with a casualness born from the elegance and depth hidden in the elegance.

Even the shadows cast by the long eyelashes under the eyes have a beautiful arc.

Lin Shuning looked at him quietly.

She knew what kind of eyes were hidden beneath those eyelashes.

There was a cold and murderous look in his eyes when they first met, but gradually, when he looked at her, there was only warmth and tenderness.

Something was surging in his heart, and Jiang Yu slowly opened his eyes at this moment.

The pair of eyes that were usually as dark as ink were now slightly red. Seeing Lin Shuning coming, he smiled gently, stood up and said, "You are here."

Seeing that he was unsteady on his feet, Lin Shuning immediately reached out to support him, but he fell over and buried his head in the crook of her neck.

Lin Shuning suddenly dreamed back to the day when they first met.

That day, he was just like that, throwing himself into her arms, not moving a muscle.

The only difference was that that day he smelled of blood, while today he smelled of alcohol.

Lin Shuning frowned slightly, put his arm around his waist, and said to Chen Zhao who was about to close the door and leave: "Didn't you say he was sick? Why did you let him drink when he was sick, and let him drink like this."

Chen Zhao glanced at Jiang Yu and said seriously, "The master dismissed us all at that time and didn't serve us nearby, so...but the master only drinks like this when he is in a bad mood."

He deliberately emphasized the words "bad mood".

Lin Shuning frowned and heard Jiang Yu calling "Ning'er" against her neck.

Lin Shuning tried to push him away, but he didn't move.

I tried to lead him to the chair again, but he refused to go.

Lin Shuning felt helpless. She never knew Jiang Yu could be so persistent. He held her tightly and refused to let go.

Finally, she changed her route and half-coaxed and half-dragged Jiang Yu to the bed. Although he moved, he still nestled on her and called her "Ning'er" over and over again.

Lin Shuning was upset by his shouting, frowned and cursed: "Shut up, stop shouting."

Chen Zhao pretended not to hear and closed the door silently. As soon as he turned around, he bumped into Fu Feng who was about to bring him some sobering soup.

"It's really strange. The master has always been a good drinker. No matter how much he drinks, he has never been drunk. How come he is so drunk today after just a few glasses of wine?"

Chen Zhao covered his mouth with one hand and lifted him up like a chicken with the other hand and walked out: "You know shit, the eyes follow the nose and the nose follows the heart. From now on, we are deaf and blind and know nothing."

At this time, Lin Shuning, who had finally pressed Jiang Yu onto the bed, found himself sweating all over in the winter.

She looked at the "drunk handsome man" on the bed and sighed, then leaned over and touched his wrist.

When he felt the pulse at his fingertips was steady, Lin Shuning breathed a sigh of relief and stood up to cover him with the quilt. But as soon as he moved, his hand was suddenly grabbed.

It was clenched so tightly that she couldn't move at all.

Jiang Yu slowly opened his eyes.

His slightly tipsy gaze stayed on her face for a while, and suddenly, with a tug, the defenseless Lin Shuning fell into his arms, their eyes less than a palm's distance apart.

Jiang Yu locked his eyes with hers, and stroked her cheek lightly with the back of his fingers, as gentle and soft as a breeze, carrying the moonlight around her neck. An inch up, he saw her beautiful red lips, and an inch down, he saw her half-open collar.

Lin Shuning clenched his hands, trembling slightly, holding his heart.

That heart, like a galloping horse, seemed to tremble as his fingers moved up or down, like a flying tile hitting the water and making a graceful splash, startling a round of moonlight to float in the water.

The unique aura of the man in front of her enveloped her, so charming and mellow, hazy and misty like a dream, completely surrounding her like fog and wind. Her heart suddenly softened, and the string that she had tried so hard to hold tight completely collapsed.

Lin Shuning sighed slightly and raised his head dizzily.

His body suddenly sank.

The hand on her neck had pinched the back of her neck at some point, pressing her towards him.

The two people were getting closer and closer, their noses were touching each other, as if they were about to kiss in the next second.

He was drunk.

Lin Shuning said to himself looking into those affectionate eyes.

She couldn't help but stretch out her hand and gently stroke his long eyelashes, his eyes and eyebrows as bright as those of a god.

Then he should forget it tomorrow...

The world suddenly turned upside down in front of her eyes. Jiang Yu suddenly turned over and pressed on her. The veins on the back of his hands that were supporting his body on both sides bulged, and the blood in his eyes gradually began to spread.

"I'm drunk," he said.

This time, he was really drunk.

He was intoxicated by the intoxicating eyes that she looked at him at this moment.

Then a pair of cold and soft lips blocked hers.

Once the fire in the chest loses its restraint, it will turn into a raging fire once touched.

His kiss was hot and intense. Lin Shuning felt a little suffocated and couldn't help but slightly open her mouth to get more air, but in return he penetrated deeper.

Their bodies pressed against each other, and Lin Shuning could not help but moan softly, but he held her tighter because of this moan. He held the back of her head with one hand to prevent her from dodging, and plundered her lips and tongue wantonly, like a ball of fire that went straight into her heart and went around her body, but she did not feel any burning pain, only warmth and hallucination, which made her intoxicated in this life and did not want to wake up again in the world.

The winter night seemed to be burning at this moment.

The thing that had been trapped in the body was released. Jiang Yu clamped her chin, and no matter how he tasted it, it was not enough. It seemed that he had to bite her, tear her apart, and fill her into his body to be satisfied.

Her breathing became increasingly rapid, his eyes were bloodshot, and he pressed his thumb against her jaw to tilt her head, then he sucked hard on her neck which was already tinged with a charming light pink.

Lin Shuning's body trembled slightly, and his mind went blank.

Jiang Yu stared at her. The low breathing of the girl beneath him drifted in the silent surroundings. The peach blossom on her cheek had bloomed all over the world, and her skin was as crystal clear as snow, and the pink spot was like a hibiscus flower growing above the snow line.

He stretched out his finger, gently hooked a strand of hair, and twisted it around his fingertips. Then he pushed away Lin Shuning's fingers that were tightly gripping the quilt, forced his five fingers in, and leaned down deeper.

Outside, the sound of gongs and drums was frequent and urgent, and the candlelight burned out in this hot winter night.