Quick Wear: Her waist is soft and kissable, the host falls in love with her at first sight

His eyes felt tired after reading for so long, so Zhu Fuli closed the book, closed his eyes, and moved his body.

Yan Tinglan opened his eyes slightly, vaguely held her in his arms, pulled the quilt to cover her, kissed her lips, and then closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Lying down in his arms, Zhu Fuli looked at the person so close to him.

He's kind of good looking.

After watching for a while, Zhu Fuli closed his eyes, and soon his breathing became normal.

After waking up, Yan Tinglan lowered his eyes to look at the person leaning against his chest, raised the corners of his mouth, and kissed her.

Zhu Fuli felt something moving on his face in his sleep, and reached out to push it away, but unexpectedly, he slapped Yan Tinglan in the face.

A crisp "pop" sound was heard.

Zhu Fuli woke up in shock, and Yan Tinglan was slightly startled.

She looked into his eyes, pursed her lips, and felt a little unsure.

Yan Tinglan felt a little distressed when he saw her anxious look. He grabbed her hand and squeezed it, then smiled gently and said, "It's okay. As compensation, can you give me a kiss, A-Li?"

Feeling guilty, Zhu Fuli nodded.

He held her neck and kissed her lips, going deeper and deeper. After she was a little confused, he went straight in with a little eagerness, entwining his lips with hers, his breath burning hot.

Her soft hum was swallowed up, leaving only some ambiguous sounds in the air.

When she was out of breath, he slightly left her lips and kissed the corner of her lips, then kissed behind her ear and licked it gently. She shuddered and reached out to push him away.

The big hand easily grasped her soft hand and fastened it on the soft quilt.

She opened her eyes slightly, her eyes were moist, and she accidentally caught a glimpse of the burning desire and clamoring longing in his eyes, and her heart trembled violently.

Being held in his arms, Zhu Fuli felt a little flustered and moved her body.

The belt around her waist was accidentally rubbed open.

Yan Tinglan groaned, grabbed her waist and lifted her up, then met her eyes.

His breath was so hot that Zhu Fuli stiffened.

"Ali..." His eyes were slightly red, and he stroked her cheek, enduring the pain.

Zhu Fuli felt a little nervous when he looked at her with such scorching eyes.

Yan Tinglan took a deep breath and kissed her lips again, attacking her fiercely but remembering not to hurt her.

The soft skin of her waist was delicate under his palm. He pushed aside the clothes that were in the way and stroked her back.

Zhu Fuli couldn't help but tug at his collar with her fingers pressing on his chest. In his fierce kiss, she had torn his collar open without knowing when, and her soft hands pressed against his strong chest without any obstruction.

Touching her softness, his hands on her waist unconsciously exerted more strength, and she was held tightly in his arms.

Yan Tinglan left her lips, breathing heavily, and leaned against her neck with his face pressed against hers, looking almost in a mess.

He patted her back and held her sideways in his arms, "Ali, be good, it will be fine in a while."

Their skin touched, Zhu Fuli suppressed her shyness and calmed her breathing. His chest and heartbeat were violently fierce, and the breath behind her ear was hot. Next to her ear was his low gasps. Half of her body was numb, and she remained silent.

He said it would be fine after a while, but he just held her and lay there for more than half an hour. Zhu Fuli felt that the place he touched was extremely hot.

If I had known earlier, I would have been more patient and wouldn't have accidentally slapped him.

It was hard for him, and it was hard for her too.

Yan Tinglan recovered, picked her up and sat her up, and couldn't help but kiss her again.

She covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes slightly dissatisfied. He kissed the back of her hand and then turned to kiss her forehead.

Without the intoxicating feeling of kissing, the feeling of skin rubbing against each other made her curl her fingers, and her cheeks were flushed.

His breathing quickened a little, he lowered his eyes, his eyes were dark, and he restrained himself from tying the belt of her pajamas.

After tidying up his own clothes, he hugged her waist and said, "Ali, I'm really afraid that I won't be able to control myself one day."

If he had been willing to leave her and calm down before, perhaps it wouldn't have been so painful, but he just wanted to hug her.

Zhu Fuli said nothing and suppressed his slightly disordered heartbeat.

"Ali." He kissed her lips.

"Ah."

"Can you come to the Imperial Study to find me tomorrow? I want Ali to accompany you."

"No." She didn't want to go out, because if she did, there would be concubines walking around outside again.

She agreed to go out today because he always looked at her with such eager eyes in the house, and she couldn't stand it. She didn't expect that even if she went out, he would still look at her and kiss her.

In this case, there is no difference between going out and not going out, so she decided not to go out.

"Ali." He pressed her waist and kissed her again.

Zhu Fuli looked at him, and before he could kiss her again, she said, "Okay."

"Ali is the best." He kissed her again and bit her lips gently.

Zhu Fuli: ...

Kiss monster.

Yan Tinglan was happy and took the outer robe beside him to help her put it on.

"I will do it myself."

"Let me do it. Ali, do you dislike me for being clumsy?" He raised his eyes to look at her.

Zhu Fuli stopped talking.

"What would you like to do before dinner?"

"Play the piano."

"I'll accompany you."

Zhu Fuli wanted to get out of his arms, but he held her down, "Where are you going, Ali?"

"Let the librarian fetch the zither."

He kissed her cheek and said, "I'll go and call."

Zhu Fuli touched her face. He really loved to kiss her. It wasn't even night yet and he had already kissed her countless times.

He came back and hugged her waist again.

The librarian was followed by two young eunuchs carrying a zither. After putting the zither away, they left.

Yan Tinglan took her to sit in front of the piano and asked, "What do you want to play?"

"Breaking Song."

He sat next to her, his eyes focused, all on her.

Her fingertips are light yet powerful, and the sound of her piano exudes a majestic atmosphere. Listeners seem to hear the rolling yellow sand, see iron horses on the icy river, drums beating on the high platform, the sound of horse hooves, warriors cutting off their arms, and generals burying their bones.

After the noise comes a dark valley, and finally the sky suddenly brightens and dawn breaks.

It is said that this song of breaking the formation was composed by her aunt.

After the song ended, Zhu Fuli placed his fingertips on the strings of the zither, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Yan Tinglan went to hold her hand, his eyes tinged with heartache, "Ali, do you miss your family?"

In her previous life, she at least had a grandfather who loved her, but in this life, she was truly alone.

"What do you think? I've never seen them."

Yan Tinglan silently held her in his arms, "I will always be with Ali."

Zhu Fuli raised his eyes to look at him.

I hope you can really do what you say, and I hope you really won’t lie to me.

"What would you like to eat for dinner?"

"random."

"Would you like to drink the black chicken soup?"

"Ah."

"Golden Lotus Wings?"

"Ah."

Yan Tinglan mentioned several dishes in a row, and she agreed to all of them.

Zhu Fuli was slightly surprised, because everything he said was what he liked.

Yan Tinglan kissed her lips and said, "I'll go to the imperial kitchen and ask them to make it for you."

After saying that, he stood up and left.

Zhu Fuli withdrew his gaze from his back and casually plucked the strings of the zither with his fingertips. Disordered music rang out in the room.

Yan Tinglan left Changle Palace, followed by Zhang Yuanlu.

He looked at Zhang Yuanlu and named several dishes in a row, "Ask the imperial kitchen to prepare them."

Zhang Yuanlu was confused by the names of the dishes he mentioned, "Yes."

Fortunately, I have a good memory, otherwise I really wouldn’t be able to remember it.

After Zhang Yuanlu left, Yan Tinglan left the palace.