God-level Quick Wear: Sick Host, Ask For Light Pet

The other party's figure faded, dressed in casual clothes, his face was pale, and his face was not concealed at all, as if he was afraid that Ningmeng didn't know that the person coming in was him.

Qin Zhao's arrival was beyond Ningmeng's expectations.

But it also makes Ning Meng feel happy.

Sitting on the bed, Ningmeng blinked subconsciously. After confirming that it was not an illusion, she immediately opened the quilt and wanted to get out of the bed, but was held back by Qin Zhao, who walked to the bed a few steps away.

"No need to get out of bed." Qin Zhao whispered, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

The two had lived together for a while before, and he followed every day like a shadow, and he had seen anything in Ningmeng in private.

Ningmeng didn't say anything to him, and put the opened quilt back on her lap.

Ningmeng looked at Qin Zhao and asked in a low voice: "Why are you here? Didn't you let you rest?"

"I can't sleep." Qin Zhao fixedly looked at Ningmeng, his eyes dark and deep.

He didn't say anything extra, but Ningmeng seemed to understand something under his gaze.

Ningmeng wants to control herself, don't think too much.

But he couldn't control his blushing heartbeat.

Qin Zhao focused his gaze on Ningmeng, unwilling to let go of the slightest expression on her face.

"Mengmeng." Qin Zhao approached Ningmeng slowly, slightly stretched out his hand, and slowly circled Ningmeng in his arms, like a seduction, he whispered in her ear: "Every night before, I slept with you in my arms."

As soon as these words came out, Ningmeng's mind instantly remembered the many nights he had been fighting with her before.

Ningmeng's face turned red after brushing it, and it was extremely hot.

"Don't say it." Ningmeng reached out and pushed him: "Those are not counted before, you quickly go back to bed, I want to go to bed too."

"No?" Qin Zhao's eyes sank, and the hand that was holding her body slightly hardened: "Then what did you do in my house yesterday with the two of us? Doesn't count?"

"...No." Ningmeng wanted to cry without tears, feeling that this person's emotions were like a storm, and she came just as she said.

Regardless, it seems that only when the relationship between the two is involved, he will be so nervous.

So Ningmeng didn't mind his tone.

"What's that?" Qin Zhao also noticed that his tone was a bit too heavy just now. He took a deep breath and calmed his emotions. When he spoke again, his tone was aggrieved: "Yesterday it was you who made him calm down. I returned to my own body, so I did this."

So, in fact, he doesn't care about his position as a prince, he just wants to be by her side.

Otherwise, he would go back to the Prince's Mansion and enter his body as early as when he regained his consciousness and memory.

As a result, he will throw it away when she runs out now.

Poorly he couldn't get out after entering his body.

Qin Zhao's heart: I feel wronged in my heart, I must say.

Listening to Qin Zhao's words, Ningmeng felt inexplicably as if she was a little scumbag.

It's like the scumbag in the storybook is unrelenting...

No no no.

She is not.

Ningmeng felt that Qin Zhao would take away her thoughts.

Ningmeng reached out and grabbed Qin Zhao's clothes and tugged: "Isn't it good to be human? After we get married, we will be able to be together honestly. I don't want you to come today, just worry about your body."

"Really?" Qin Zhao's hostility disappeared, but he still remained suspicious.

"Really!" Ningmeng nodded affirmatively, and deliberately raised his head to let him see his sincere eyes more clearly.

"Well, I believe you. I'm not angry anymore." Qin Zhao's hand holding Ningmeng's waist was a bit restless and wandered on her body for a while: "But what I just said was the truth, without you at night. I can't sleep at all."

Ningmeng stared at him for a while, and she found the black green under his eyes.

In fact, I didn't sleep for one night, and for normal people, it didn't have a big impact.

But Qin Zhao had been in a coma for more than a month without seeing the sun. His skin was too white, and the paleness of the veins and blood vessels in the sickly state could be seen. A little mark could enlarge his body many times.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the Wuqing, which was invisible at all, looked terribly tired after falling on him.

At least Ningmeng feels distressed.

Ningmeng's heart was crossed, and she resisted the shame and threw herself into Qin Zhao's arms: "Okay, then touch it, and go back to sleep if you touch it."

Qin Zhao was amused by Ningmeng's actions: "No hurry. Show you something."

"What?" Ningmeng opened her eyes.

Qin Zhao showed her what was in his sleeve.

Touching the bright yellow, the lemon-cute expression was surprised, and his red lips slightly opened: "This is... the imperial decree?"

"Yeah." Qin Zhao replied and threw the imperial edict into Ningmeng's arms.

"You open it and take a look." Qin Zhao said, although his tone was casual, but there was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Ningmeng's attention was instantly attracted by this imperial edict.

Ningmeng opened the imperial edict.

The fonts of this era use traditional characters, which is not difficult to recognize.

At least when Ningmeng seemed to have no difficulty.

After seeing the contents clearly, Ningmeng finally couldn't help but laugh.

"Qin Zhao, you are so amazing." Ningmeng praised the imperial edict, "Although you said it yesterday, I still feel so surprised."

"Happy?" Qin Zhao pressed his lips, but in the end he couldn't hold back, and the corners of his lips slowly moved upwards.

"I'm so happy. When will we get married? Have you decided yet?" Ning Meng asked with bright eyes.

She was so concerned about this matter, and she didn't resist it at all. On the contrary, she seemed to be looking forward to it. Qin Zhao pleased Qin Zhao greatly. Qin Zhao said: "It hasn't been determined yet. After it is confirmed, I will send someone to notify you immediately. "

"Okay." Ningmeng happily held the imperial edict: "But I hope the sooner the better."

"Okay." Qin Zhao gently embraced Ningmeng into his arms.

"Then when do you plan to send someone to read this imperial edict?" Ningmeng asked.

Since Qin Zhao personally brought this imperial decree to her, he must have other plans.

"Wait for a while." Qin Zhao stretched out his hand to hug Ningmeng tightly, and put his head on Ningmeng's shoulder.

Qin Zhao raised his eyes and looked at the direction of the dressing table in the room, his expression suddenly cold.

He knows how ugly he is now, even if Ningmeng doesn't dislike him, but he dislikes what he is now.

Wait a while...

After his body is fully developed, he must tell everyone that Mengmeng is his Qin Zhao.