The hot breath swam as Shen Zhixi dodged.
There was no way she could escape, and her retreat was controlled by Song Lianzhou. He cut off her retreat, and she was surrounded by him from front to back. He seemed to be playing a game with her, even though he could block her first. Her lips, however, he was not in a hurry, he only stared at her delicate red lips, feeling her nervousness.
"do not move."
He said softly, and the breath close by made Shen Zhixi's face red.
"Be careful the wound bleeds again."
“……”
Shen Zhixi didn't dare to struggle hard, even if he tried hard, it would be useless.
Song Lianzhou looked relaxed and relaxed, as if he didn't expend any effort at all. In fact, his restraint was extremely strong. Shen Zhixi felt as if his waist was about to break. He only put one hand around her waist, but she even used both hands. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't break free.
"Song Lianzhou."
Her face was red and she was extremely anxious.
Song Lianzhou suddenly loosened his grip on the back of her head, grabbed her legs and pulled them apart.
"Tang Zhou!" She was so anxious that she called him the wrong name.
But Song Lianzhou seemed to like it, the corners of his mouth curved beautifully, and the hand holding her waist suddenly pushed her forward, close to him.
This frightening distance made Shen Zhixi's cheeks redder.
"Are you willing to do anything as long as I can let you go back to Yanzhou?"
He asked suddenly, making Shen Zhixi even more panicked.
"Huh?" Song Lianzhou raised his eyebrows and touched her cheek again with his fingers.
Shen Zhixi swallowed, holding back the palpitations in his heart and reminding himself to stay calm. In the past, she was the one who took the initiative in doing this. Why is she so cowed now? It's not like... she's never done it before.
"You...are you telling the truth?" she asked.
"Of course." Song Lianzhou's index finger came to her lips again. He stopped again and raised her chin, "I won't lie. As long as you satisfy me, I will let you go back to Yanzhou."
"The marriage..."
"The wedding is as usual."
Song Lianzhou's passionate eyes were full of seductive desire, which made Shen Zhixi's mouth go dry.
Let’s not talk about whether Song Lianzhou’s words count or not, just facing such a stunning beauty, it’s hard for her to bear it. It's one thing to want to avoid it and not want to tangle with him anymore, but he's already here, so what's the harm in trying it again, and she's not at a loss, right?
"Then you have to... keep your word."
She said, pursed her lips, took a breath, and raised her hands to wrap around Song Lianzhou's neck.
Be cautious. You can't believe everything Song Lianzhou says, but you can't disbelieve it either. At least you have to pass this test now. She is the best at playing tricks on the spot.
Her initiative made Song Lianzhou's eyes flicker.
“Tangshu.”
She really knew what Song Lianzhou liked to hear, and her repeated calls aroused his desire deeper.
"But husband, the table is too hard. I'm afraid...it won't be comfortable."
The sound of "husband" made Song Lianzhou lose the slightest bit of coldness, and the remaining indifference in his eyes turned into a pool of tenderness.
In fact, he didn't really want to do anything with her here.
But right now, he was indeed a little intolerable.
In the past, his biggest regret was that he had never seen what she looked like. He thought that even if she was really ordinary, he would love her, cherish her and treat her consistently. It was like this when he couldn't see. Now that he saw her, he saw her appearance with his own eyes. Her face was clearly reflected in his eyes. This feeling was far better than when he was blind.
"Husband."
Shen Zhixi hooked his neck, getting closer and closer.
She could feel Song Lianzhou's desire. In fact... she was quite nostalgic for that taste.
The door of the room was half open, and the wind blew in from outside, blowing Song Lianzhou's hair towards her face. When her lips pressed against his, his hair was blown to the middle and sealed between her lips. between.
She half-closed her eyes, gently hooked the strand of hair and pulled it out.
Song Lianzhou looked at her with half-squinted eyes, feeling the tug between his lips, clasping the back of her head. She pulled her hair out an inch more, and he increased his strength and got closer to her.
She hooked very slowly, and the pulling was really crazy, and she couldn't help but want to feel it more.
With the last little bit left, Song Lianzhou could no longer bear it.
He stretched out the plundering wind, and the storm swept into her lips and even her hair was wrapped away by him. The storm swept back and forth non-stop, the wind rose, the rain fell, and occasionally there was the sound of water spray that penetrated her heart. People are drowsy.
Shen Zhixi's heart palpitated and she didn't know what time it was. She only knew that his breath was so familiar that she couldn't help but indulge in it.
It's his breath.
It smells like the Little Blind Man.
Before she knew it, she was being led down to lie down.
The hands on my waist tightened tighter and tighter. It hurt, but I didn't feel disgusted.
First, Song Lianzhou's hand accidentally touched the wound on her chest. There was no gauze barrier and the blood had just started to flow. He was so lost that he forgot to use strength. When the pressure was pressed, it hurt so much that she gasped and exhaled the pain.
In an instant, both of them came back to their senses at the same time.
Song Lianzhou stood up and looked at her crimson face, frowning and looking a little painful. Looking down, even his own fingers were stained with blood.
He immediately lost his desire and his expression changed.
Then he gently picked her up and sat her down, put the half-taken-off clothes back on, and after tidying them up, he picked her up without saying a word, carried her out the door, and went downstairs.
"Where to go."
After getting on the carriage, Shen Zhixi asked him.
He looked forward, not letting Shen Zhixi see the guilt in his eyes, and replied calmly: "Medical clinic."
Immediately, he spoke to the coachman outside, and then the carriage slowly started to set off.
Song Lianzhou returned to his original serious look, as if he was not the person who was obsessed with him upstairs just now.
The carriage was not running very fast. Shen Zhixi gently stroked the wound on his chest and looked down. His mind gradually wandered back to the bamboo house three years ago. Thinking about it now, those days were really worth mentioning. Heaven on earth.
She quietly turned her head to look at Song Lianzhou, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.
"Does it look good?" Song Lianzhou looked straight ahead but could detect the look in her eyes.
"You're good-looking." She responded and turned around, then said nonchalantly: "How could you not be good-looking? If you weren't good-looking, why would I have chosen you in the first place?"
Song Lianzhou did not answer the question and only asked: "The child's name is Wanying?"
Hearing him mention Wan Ying, Shen Zhixi could not help but feel palpitations. He pursed his lips and said "hmm".
"When you go back, you have to let her learn to call her father," he said again.
Shen Zhixi looked solemn, and slowly turned around and asked: "Are you really willing to raise food for others..."
Unexpectedly, he still didn't answer, interrupted and said: "In a few days, my sister should announce your admission to the palace."
"Your sister..." Shen Zhixi immediately sat up, frightened, "You mean the queen... the queen wants to see me?"
Song Lianzhou turned back to look at her and said seriously: "After you marry me, you will become my sister's younger brother and sister, and we will become a family. How can she not see you?"
