The Grand Tutor wants to be the Queen every day and is going crazy

"Your Majesty, since we still have plenty of time, why don't I serve you?"

"It would be best in the hot springs, Your Majesty, don't you think?"

It turned out that Ji Yanchen, who had been retreating, was pressing forward again.

"Your Majesty, I only want a little, not a lot."

"I will stop when enough is enough!"

In a blink of an eye, he had come in front of Gu Qingluo, bent down slowly and whispered in Gu Qingluo's ear.

Gu Qingluo frowned: "You always say this, and you always break your promise."

"I won't trust you anymore."

Ji Yanchen curled the corners of his mouth, put one hand gently on Gu Qingluo's shoulder, and passed the other hand through her waist, his palm fell on her slender waist, and with a little force, he brought her into his arms.

Gu Qingluo looked at the man in front of her somewhat helplessly, only to find that his hand had quietly climbed up her waist, as if he wanted to rub her completely into his body.

She lowered her head a little and her eyes fell on his hand. She saw that the hand was tightly clasped around her waist and moving slowly and firmly upwards.

His fingers gently caressed her delicate skin, and every touch made her shiver.

As he moved, her heart beat faster and faster, and an inexplicable feeling surged in her heart, as if a fire was burning, making her unable to control herself.

Ji Yanchen's touch could always easily stir up waves deep in her heart, making her emotions become chaotic in an instant.

When she tried to resist, he suddenly picked her up and sat her firmly on his lap.

Her mind went blank and she felt a warm breath surrounding her.

Her eyes were half open and half closed, and she vaguely saw Ji Yanchen's face very close to her, so close that she could clearly feel his breath.

Her body trembled unconsciously, and then she hugged his neck tightly.

Her nose was filled with the unique fragrance emanating from Ji Yanchen, a cool and charming scent with a faint scent of cold plum blossoms.

"What does your majesty like about me?"

"Your Majesty, can you answer me?"

Ji Yanchen asked softly, pinching the soft flesh on her waist lightly.

Gu Qingluo's clothes had slipped off, Ji Yanchen's eyes were slightly red, and the emotions in his eyes became heavier.

Ji Yanchen's slender green fingers gently rested on the jade-white skin, and slid down along the waistline into the white dome.

Ji Yanchen grabbed Gu Qingluo's slender waist, turned over and pressed her under him, their lower bodies pressed tightly together. Ji Yanchen's dark eyes scanned carefully, slowly moving down from the delicate and tempting pink lips, and finally stopping on the towering peaks. He gently called Gu Qingluo's name, and then plunged into the deep sea of ​​desire.

In the hot spring, soft moans erupted one after another.

In the end, Ji Yanchen did everything except pull out his gun.

In the end, Gu Qingluo was so tired that she fell asleep in Ji Yanchen's arms.

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Gu Qingluo woke up slowly from exhaustion, feeling sore and tired all over, as if she had been crushed by a heavy object. She frowned, and the anger in her heart gradually rose.

Glancing sideways, she saw Ji Yanchen beside her, sleeping sweetly with his arms around her. His handsome face looked extremely hateful in her eyes at the moment.

A nameless fire burned straight to the top of his head, and Gu Qingluo's eyes were filled with anger and resentment.

This bastard, although he didn't take the last step, he didn't miss a step! The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. The anger and resentment in her heart intertwined and almost swallowed her up.

Gu Qingluo could no longer bear it, so he raised his foot and kicked Ji Yanchen hard, using all his strength.

Ji Yanchen was caught off guard and rolled off the bed in a mess.

With a "bang", Ji Yanchen fell heavily to the ground, but he didn't dare to say a word, or even get up.

But Gu Qingluo didn't feel relieved at all. She quickly covered herself with the quilt and wrapped herself tightly.

In fact, when Gu Qingluo woke up, Ji Yanchen had also woken up.

But he was keenly aware of her unfriendly gaze, and knew that if he woke up at this moment he would be hit by a storm, so he chose to pretend to be asleep, but he didn't expect to be kicked off the bed anyway.

Ji Yanchen, who was kicked off the bed, curled the corners of his lips slightly. That smile contained a bit of helplessness, a bit of doting, and a bit of barely perceptible guilt.

He silently got up from the ground, gently brushed off the dust on his body, walked to the bed, and looked at the figure covered in the quilt gently.

"Your Majesty, don't be angry. It's my fault."

"It is because I did not have a good grasp of the strength."

Ji Yanchen's voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of flattery.

Gu Qingluo in the quilt did not respond, but her body trembled slightly, and it was obvious that she was still angry.

Ji Yanchen sighed, sat on the bed, and gently pulled the quilt: "Your Majesty, I know I went too far this time. You can hit me or scold me, just don't ignore me."

Gu Qingluo remained silent, and a humming sound came from under the quilt.

"Humph, how dare I hit Master Ji, how dare I ignore him."

"If I really do these, Master Ji will teach me a lesson in bed again."

Ji Yanchen's heart tightened instantly: "Your Majesty, I swear that I will never do this again."

Gu Qingluo suddenly opened the quilt, grabbed his ears and glared at him: "Ji Yanchen, can I still believe your words? You say this every time, how dare you do it again!"

"You are so brave!"

The strength in his hands increased, but Ji Yanchen didn't even frown.

Ji Yanchen gently stroked her hand and said, "Your Majesty, if pulling my ears can relieve your anger, I am willing to accept it."

"As long as Your Majesty does not ignore me, Your Majesty can teach me any way you want."

Gu Qingluo was too lazy to talk to her. Feeling that no one had come up, Gu Qingluo looked at him and said, "You're not coming up?"

Ji Yanchen looked confused: "Ah?"

"Didn't Your Majesty kick me off the bed?" He pretended to be aggrieved.

Gu Qingluo rolled her eyes fiercely: "You don't want to forgive me, right? Okay." Then she continued to cover herself with the quilt.

Seeing her like this, Ji Yanchen knew that she was really angry, so he quickly apologized with a smile, got on the bed carefully, and gently hugged her from behind, "Don't be angry, it's my fault, it's my fault."

Gu Qingluo struggled to get out of his arms, "Don't touch me, stay away from me."

"Everyone sleeps separately."

"Don't move your hands or feet."

Ji Yanchen let go of his hand: "Okay, I will listen to your majesty."

Ji Yanchen slept obediently beside him and did not move at all.

Seeing how well-behaved he was, Gu Qingluo let down her guard, slowly closed her eyes, smelled the cold plum scent emanating from his body, and gradually fell asleep.

Time passed by minute by minute and the night grew darker.

In the second half of the night, Gu Qingluo turned over in her sleep and accidentally rolled into Ji Yanchen's arms. Her body gently leaned on his chest, feeling his warmth and breath.