After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

Wen Zhimiao stood under the window, his head still dazed.

Chu An carried her over and originally wanted to send her directly to Shi Wanyue's room, but Wen Zhimiao suddenly woke up.

Then she mumbled that she wanted to crawl in by herself and not disturb her sister.

Chu An thought that if she crawled in in her current state, she would definitely disturb Shi Wanyue, and might even be mistaken for an unknown person by Shi Wanyue.

In case you get hurt by accident, it would be better to just knock on the window to wake up Shi Wanyue.

Chu An stood behind Wen Zhimiao and pointed at his own prince awkwardly: "Shao Ji, the prince is drunk."

Shi Wanyue could smell the strong smell of alcohol on her through the window, so how could she not know that the person in front of her was already drunk.

"Nonsense, I've taken a shower and my sister can't smell it. Don't tell on me." Wen Zhimiao turned around and warned Chu An fiercely.

Chu An coughed lightly in embarrassment.

Wen Zhimiao turned around and looked at Shi Wanyue pitifully: "Sister, let me in."

Shi Wanyue originally wanted to tease her, but looking at the well-behaved and confused look of the person in front of her, she finally reached out and grabbed her, trying to pull her in through the window.

Wen Zhimiao stumbled halfway up, luckily the window was not high, and the low window allowed Shi Wanyue to quickly hug her in.

But someone was too tall and hit his head on the window.

Wen Zhimiao burst into tears immediately due to the pain: "Sister, it hurts so much."

Chu An came over to help close the window knowing the situation: "Please, young lady, take care of His Highness."

Finished talking and left.

You can't watch the Master in such an embarrassing state for too long.

Shi Wanyue didn't care about Chuan at the moment, and coaxed Wen Zhimiao to sit down on the couch: "Where did you hit? Sister can take a look."

Wen Zhimiao continued to cry: "My head hurts, oooooo..."

The little prince, who had been acting unruly in Huayue Tower just now, was now crying in front of Shi Wanyue.

Her beautiful peach blossom eyes were red and tears kept falling.

Shi Wanyue couldn't help but think of herself as a child, who would start crying at the slightest pain.

She cried so aggrieved that even His Majesty couldn't help but comfort her softly.

Shi Wanyue looked at the place where she was hit, and it was a little hot and swollen.

The little prince, who had been trained by Kong Zhu for so many years, did not develop the thick skin and flesh like He Yuanyao and Bian Ruitong. Perhaps it was because of his physique that he still had delicate skin and tender flesh.

Of course, in Su Qingluo's words, he still hadn't practiced enough. This would no longer be the case after being sent to the northwest for a few months.

Whenever Su Qingluo said this, Yun Zhou would smile and ask her if she was willing to do so.

Even though Su Qingluo always scolded her with a cold face, she actually never really did anything cruel to her.

Yun Zhou and Wen Zhimiao still have some malicious friendship, and sometimes it's really malicious.

Su Qingluo really treats Wen Zhimiao as her own daughter. She is a little strict, but it really hurts.

So apart from practicing martial arts, the pampered little prince really didn't suffer much.

Shi Wanyue looked at her wound carefully. There was really no way to apply medicine or anything like that. It wasn't particularly serious, and it would heal on its own after a while.

But it really hurts.

The drunk man was sobbing, and if you didn't know better you would think he was seriously injured.

Shi Wanyue felt distressed but at the same time she thought it was so cute.

"Be good. Then sister will get you something cold to apply, okay?" Shi Wanyue reached out to wipe her tears and asked her softly.

Wen Zhimiao shook her head in dissatisfaction: "No, I want my sister to blow."

Shi Wanyue's heart softened. She was drunk and childish, but she was also very well-behaved.

She followed Wen Zhimiao's instructions and blew on the red and swollen areas.

Wen Zhimiao gradually stopped crying: "Sister, hug me."

Having said that, he didn't care whether Shi Wanyue agreed or not and just picked her up.

He has been like this since he was a child. Every time he asked Shi Wanyue to hug him, he would hug her before he could even finish his words or wait for Shi Wanyue to make a move.

But Shi Wanyue likes her clinginess.

It can even be said to be a unique kind of stickiness to oneself.

She hugged Wen Zhimiao back, and her nose could still smell the alcohol coming from her.

It was mixed with the scent of after bathing, and the wine he drank was fruit wine or something like that, so it wasn't that bad.

Wen Zhimiao leaned in Shi Wanyue's arms, smelled the familiar scent, and gradually relaxed.

"Sister, they are all bad people, they just...bully me." She muttered and complained.

Shi Wanyue couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth. She didn't know who could bully Wen Zhimiao.

But he still agreed with her: "Okay, it's all bad. Be good now that the bad guys are gone. Miaomiao, go to sleep well, okay?"

"Okay, I want you to hold me while I sleep." Wen Zhimiao looked up at Shi Wanyue.

Shi Wanyue's breathing paused slightly. The beautiful girl tilted her head back with slightly red lips, and her eyes were still red from crying. Her peach blossom eyes, which were already charming and affectionate, became even more attractive at this moment.

The calm heart began to beat abnormally.

The person in my arms even exhales hot breath.

Shi Wanyue couldn't help but close her eyes and tried to calm herself down.

Then he reached out and picked up Wen Zhimiao: "Okay."

She gently placed Wen Zhimiao on the bed, her long hair falling on Wen Zhimiao's body, and her white fingertips helped her unbutton her coat.

Seeing the undergarment that was casually put on, Shi Wanyue's cheeks and ears felt hot.

Although the outer coat was put on casually, at least it covered her body tightly.

The messy underwear revealed a lot of skin that shouldn't have been exposed.

The delicate collarbone and the waist that should have been impossible to show were revealed a lot.

Shi Wanyue felt more and more agitated, as if there was a fire burning in her heart, wanting to burn her and Wen Zhimiao to ashes together.

"Sister... go to sleep, I'm sleepy~" She stretched out her tone and spoke in a delicate voice.

Obviously, she wouldn't be like this in front of outsiders even if she was spoiled, but in front of Shi Wanyue she always seemed unreasonably spoiled.

Shi Wanyue took a deep breath, suppressed her emotions and answered her: "Okay."

But his fingertips unbuttoned Wen Zhimiao's underwear again, intending to help her tidy up her underwear.

However, when she saw that overly fair skin, Shi Wanyue felt as if the string of rationality in her mind seemed to have completely broken.

There was only one thought in my mind: why isn't this guy wearing a bellyband?

Wen Zhimiao groaned and complained that it was hot. She had drunk some wine, and it was indeed hot in the south now.

Shi Wanyue's eyes fell on her, and as she listened to her humming, her fingertips began to tremble.

He leaned down almost uncontrollably, his lips landing on that delicate collarbone.

Finally, his eyes swept across Wen Zhimiao's lips.

There was a little bit of moonlight in the sky just now, but gradually it was covered by dark clouds. Heavy rain came in an instant, so fast and urgent, just like Shi Wanyue's heartbeat at the moment.

His fingertips closed and gripped the covers on the bed, his eyes always fixed on the beautiful lips of the dazed person.