Your Majesty’s Heart-to-heart Pet

Ruan Yang took the opportunity to take a deep breath and turned around to open the door and ran out. Ning Yuqian's appearance, let alone Su Bihuai, is a normal woman who would be afraid of seeing it.

Before she could open the door, she was dragged back by Ning Yuqian. She raised her head and could only see Ning Yuqian's chin. He pressed her firmly to his heart, and her ears were on his chest. I heard a heartbeat more violently than another.

"Hehuan?" Ning Yuqian asked softly, his voice even more gloomy: "Yang'er, did you forget to give it to others?" No one knows how he felt when he saw Su Bihuai in his bed. . He knew that Ruan Yang had always wanted to push Su Bihuai to him, but he didn't expect that he would send people directly to his bed in this way.

At that time, he drew the sword from the shelf and put it across Su Bihuai's neck, and asked her coldly who was the one who brought her here.

But that woman only knows to cry and can do nothing except cry. I can't even say a complete sentence. She kept kowtow on the ground, begging him to let him go. He was upset and kicked the woman out.

But-while he was wiping the sword, Ruan Yang came over.

Ruan Yang didn't expect that he also knew this kind of thing, and at the same time, he was even more curious to know how unfathomable Ning Yuqian was.

She thought for a while, and asked pretendingly: "Who did I forget to give it to?"

Ning Yuqian almost gritted his teeth and said, "Su, Bi, Huai."

Ruan Yang raised his hand and gently touched his face. Ning Yuqian likes her now, but she doesn't know how much she likes it.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the slender wrist, but his heart gradually calmed down, and the feeling of boredom disappeared a lot. The arm around her also loosened.

"Why?" He lowered his head, buried his face in her shoulders, and asked in a low voice, "Yang'er, why?"

Ruan Yang didn't know what he was asking, but his voice was a little muffled. She heard a dull pain in her heart. But... how is Ning Yuqian and what does it have to do with her? He was kind to her at first, wasn't it just for the Zhou family's military power?

She lowered her eyes and looked at the top of his hair. She smiled and said softly, "Ning Yuqian, I don't know what you are talking about. But..." She paused, bending her eyes and pretending to be a little bit shy: " You have discovered this kind of thing, it's really..."

Ning Yuqian raised his head and looked at her with her lips, eyes shiny and wet. Ruan Yang thought, if it hadn't been for another death just now, she would have never seen Ning Yuqian's true face.

She sighed, lowered her head, and snatched the packet of powder from Ning Yuqian. She said regretfully: "I originally wanted to give it to you. I have no way to tell your Majesty that you refuse to touch me."

"...Me?" He was silent for a long time before he asked, "Why?"

Ruan Yang raised his face and smiled, his eyes bent into a crescent shape, and went up to kiss Ning Yuqian's cheek, "I like you."

She held Ning Yuqian's face, and whispered: "Ning Yuqian, I really like you. Why do you always want to kill me?"

She opened her eyes and looked at him seriously, her eyelids folded into a small fan, opened and closed, and the cinnabar mole at the end of the eye also looked agile.

Ning Yuqian loosened her a bit and opened her lips: "Do you want to be my woman?"

Ruan Yang lowered his eyes to hide his disgust. This man is disgusting!

She lifted her face and smiled brightly: "Yes, can't it?"

If what Zhou Ranhao said was true, then no matter what she said, Ning Yuqian would never touch her in the end. After all, men in this era should still attach great importance to women's chastity. If he really moved Ruan Yang, Zhou Ranhao might not be willing to hand over military power.

Sure enough, Ning Yuqian fell silent. He just hugged Ruan Yang more tightly, but he said, "It's okay, as long as you want, you can do it anytime."

Ruan Yang: ...? ? ? Didn't you say that you didn't touch her for the sake of military power?

Ruan Yang's eyes widened and swallowed, "What did you say?"

Ning Yuqian lowered his head and looked into her eyes, with a certain tone: "If you want to, then tonight." He blinked, expecting in his eyes.

Ruan Yang pushed him away hard, Ning Yuqian looked at her blankly, "Don't you think? I can..."

"Can not!"

Ning Yuqian's "I can satisfy you" choked on his lips, looking at Ruan Yang with a strong face, and silently retracted his hand that was about to pick her clothes.

He asked: "Why not?"

"I'm here in Kuishui." Ruan Yang said with a certain face, "coming to Kuishui to do that kind of thing will kill people."

Ning Yuqian seems to be still thinking about the truthfulness of what she said. Ruan Yang has already consciously placed his hand on his neck and said in a loud voice: "Why, did you just want to kill me?"

Ning Yuqian let go of his hands subconsciously, and defended: "No." He certainly wouldn't kill her now.

Ruan Yang nodded, and prolonged his voice: "Oh—"

She said again: "But my neck hurts, Ning Yuqian, you have to be responsible to me." Her tone was soft, and she seemed to be acting like a baby, and people's hearts were crunched.

"Okay." With a short cry, Ning Yuqian had already released her, turned around and continued to wipe the sword. He lifted his head from the sword and asked, "How to be responsible?"

Ruan Yang looked at the shining sword, leaned close to him and pointed at his foot, and said frivolously like him: "Did you see it?"

Ning Yuqian nodded and put down the sword: "I saw it."

"Come on, kiss here. If you are happy, I will forgive you." Ruan Yang raised his eyebrows, raised his chin in silence, and looked at him contemptuously.

He bends his lips, throws the veil of the sword on the ground, got up and put the sword back into the scabbard, he said: "You follow me to the side hall."

As he spoke, he took Ruan Yang's hand and pulled her out. His hands were cold, and in Ruan Yang's eyes, there was no difference from the sword that was shining with cold light.

The only difference is that this person can help her out of the palace.

It was a bit cold at night. Ruan Yang was walking with Zhou Ranhao in a hurry and didn't pay much attention. But now, when the night wind blows, he only feels that his whole body is a little cold.

Ning Yuqian's footsteps paused, and he asked, "Drinking?"

Ruan Yang remembered the scent of alcohol on Zhou Ranhao, nodded indiscriminately, and complained: "Ning Yuqian, I'm so cold, your hands are colder, don't hold me."

Sure enough, he let go of his hand. By the side of the gravel road in summer, the grass and trees grew lush, and the cold moonlight cast down him. He was dressed in black, as if there was a thick black air around him.

In the next moment, a piece of pure black dress was put on her shoulder. She raised her eyes, Ning Yuqian had already taken off her coat and put it on her.

He even closed the clothes straps very intimately, and said: "I didn't think about it well, I didn't expect you to be cold." He lowered his eyes and glanced at his hand, and then he raised his hand when he noticed Ruan Yang's gaze. Mo Ruan Yang's head was silent as if he was touching a kitten, and he whispered, "I'm fine."

Ruan Yang said, without asking more. She didn't care about him.

There was heat on his clothes, and it was really not too cold when he put on him.

The side hall was not far away. Ruan Yang thought of the empty bed in Ning Yuqian's room. There was nothing on it. Could it be Su Bihuai who lay down, so he threw all those things away?

While thinking about it, Ning Yuqian reminded in a low voice: "If you go any further, you will have to fall."

Before he finished speaking, Ruan Yang's foot had already touched the ridge of the stairs. She walked inattentively, didn't notice, just couldn't stand still, and almost really fell down.

But the next moment, the body has fallen into a cold embrace. Ning Yuqian caught her with a smile in his eyes, and held her firmly into his arms.

He smiled and said, "Didn't I remind you of everything?"

Ruan Yang lowered his eyes in embarrassment. Now Ning Yuqian is really emotional. You can smile at her in the last moment, and kill her mercilessly in the next second.

She thought for a while and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't notice."

Ruan Yang was like an obedient little girl at this moment. She listened to what he said. Ning Yuqian's heart quickly melted. He hummed and said it was okay.

He didn't go to hold her hand, still remembering that she said he had cold hands.

Ruan Yang followed Ning Yuqian to the side hall, no one was guarding it, and it was pitch black. He didn't let anyone follow, so he looked for a candle to light it at the moment. He dropped the wax oil on the table, set the candle up, and raised his eyes to see Ruan Yang standing straight at the door, his eyes rolling, very vivid.

I just don't know what I'm thinking.

He beckoned to her and said, "I prepared a pearl for you to give to the Queen Mother. She likes it very much."

Ruan Yang nodded and walked over slowly. Ning Yuqian was already sitting at the table, propped his chin and asked, "Why did you leave the banquet today?"

Ruan Yang was dumb, she didn't know that Ning Yuqian was even paying attention to such things. What she didn't even know was that he had remembered every bit of her in his heart.

"Drinking, I felt a little uncomfortable, so I left." Ruan Yang looked down at his toes, and didn't hit the draft.

"You didn't drink." Ning Yuqian said, "You have been in a daze, and you haven't drunk."

"I drank it." Ruan Yang defended in a low voice: "When you see others dancing, your eyes are straight, so why are you still thinking about these little things?"

Ning Yuqian took her hand and moved her in front of him: "It's not a trivial matter." After a pause, he said: "I thought you sent that woman to my bed."

Ruan Yang continued to lower his head, and his feet moved restlessly. She had indeed thought about it... directly tied Su Bihuai and sent it to Ning Yuqian's bed.

However, before she realized this wish, others had already done it for her. She was just curious about who that other person was. Ning Yuqian’s bedroom never allows outsiders to come in very much, but can send a person to his bed unconsciously...

Ruan Yang thought, that person is also quite powerful.

"It's not me." Ruan Yang said, "I don't know who it is."

She opened her eyes and tried her best to prove her innocence, looking like an innocent rabbit. Pitifully begging for mercy, Ning Yuqian's heart softened as he watched, and even a trace of anger was gone.

He smiled, and suddenly asked: "Where did you say kiss?"

Ruan Yang was startled, hesitated for a moment and waved his hand: "No need." Being kissed by Ning Yuqian was actually quite agreeable.

I always feel that his purpose is not pure, but to use her.

He glanced at her unexplainably, his face looked more handsome under the candlelight, with an indescribable grace. Ruan Yang saw him lick his lips and whispered softly: "But I want to kiss."

Ruan Yang was dumb for a while, not knowing what to say. While she was stunned, Ning Yuqian had carried her to the side of the bed, bent down, and took off her shoes.

He raised his head and said seriously: "I want to kiss."

Ruan Yang couldn't, so he nodded silently, thinking that he was bitten by a dog.

She closed her eyes, not wanting to watch this scene. There was always a voice in her mind telling her that this man was just to use her, not to really like her.

It is true that there are also likes, but how much does the sincere part take up?

The toes were held in the mouth, the mouth of the person was hot and humid, and the teeth were a bit hard, but the tip of the tongue was soft.

Ruan Yang opened his eyes, but thought in his heart that Ning Yuqian would not feel dirty?

Those are feet, not hands.

But-

Under the warm candlelight, the man in only the white shirt bends down seriously, with her toes in his pinkish mouth. He opened his eyes and looked at Ruan Yang's face without turning for a moment. The obsession and enthusiasm in the eyes shocked her.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her mind. Ning Yuqian is doing this...what the **** is it for?

After a while, Ning Yuqian wiped the corners of his mouth carelessly. He raised his head and looked at her brightly.