The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

Chapter 192: Prince, are you forcing the palace? 7

The so-called sleeping.

Refers to women serving men to rest.

The palace maid Jue Ling Qingxuan was still young and didn't understand this, so she taught her to learn.

Now, it is scattered on the table, and the two of them are staring at each other.

That intertwined picture, there are any postures.

Under the dim candlelight, the tip of the man's ears turned red, and he didn't know it.

"What is this?"

Ling Qingxuan answered truthfully, "A palace maid told me to learn this."

With a wave of his long sleeves, those papers became waste paper.

Ling Qingxuan felt that Chu Ming's face became more gloomy.

"grinding."

The table was so clean that only ink, ink, paper and inkstone remained. Anyway, I couldn't sleep right now. Aya Qingxuan picked up the grinder, and with a crisp sound, the inkstone platform shattered.

Chu Min raised his eyes and stared at her.

"I'm useless."

Ling Qingxuan felt that this inkstone must be old, so it was so irresistible.

"That's a rare inkstone table bestowed by the late emperor."

"Oh."

very expensive? No matter how expensive it is, it is just an inkstone.

Seeing that she didn't react at all, Chu Min endured the violence, "Pour tea."

Ling Qingxuan took the teapot and poured the tea, and then took a sip by herself in Chu Min's sight.

She happened to be thirsty.

"Fall for this palace!"

Aya Qingxuan put down the teacup heavily, but the teacup cracked.

Can't the little guy say a few more words?

She poured a cup for Chu Min again, and then held the teapot and drank.

The tea has been poured for you, what are you doing staring at this seat?

The brush that Chu Min used to outline the memorial was broken, and the black tip of the brush was stained black.

He wants to kill her.

Suppressing this thought, he asked, "What's your name?"

He kills and never remembers other people's names, but he wants to know about her.

"Xiaoqing."

If you tell him the name of the original owner directly, it will be troublesome, so let's use this.

Chu Min stood up, and Xin Chang's figure gave people a sense of oppression, but in front of Ling Qingxuan, it was completely intimidating.

"Night watch."

After dropping two words, Chu Min went to the bedside.

Aya Qingxuan put down the teapot and kept watch?

[That is, the palace maid and the **** guard when the master is resting. 】

The little guy is so skilled, so spoiled.

You have to be guarded when you sleep.

Ling Qingxuan turned around and suddenly sensed a hint of a token aura.

The identity token is in this house!

Chu Min took off his coat and lay on the bed.

He looked at Ling Qingxuan and found that the palace maid was stupid and didn't seem to understand what the vigil was about.

He reminded impatiently, "Come here."

Ling Qingxuan came over, he patted the bedside, pointed to the place where the feet were, and said, "Come here and sit and watch, don't make noise in this palace."

Immediately, most of the candles were extinguished by him, leaving only a few faintly.

The dormitory suddenly became dark, Chu Min didn't look at her again, and closed his eyes to rest.

Breathing shallowly, Ling Qingxuan sat on the side casually, feeling the aura of the token secretly.

The breath was very close, as if it was right beside him.

Following her breath, she found the person lying on the bed.

On Chu Min?

No, that's why I didn't feel it before.

Maybe in bed.

After confirming that Chu Min was asleep, she fumbled into the bed under the dim candlelight.

The bed in the dormitory was large and soft.

As soon as Ling Qingxuan went up, there was a dent in a place.

She slowly moved up and saw Chu Min's frowning brows and the cold sweat oozing out of her forehead.

He clasped his hands tightly, and the veins came out.

Even at rest, he maintained a defensive posture.

It seemed extremely insecure.

His body trembled slightly, and Ling Qingxuan thought he had discovered him, but he saw that his breathing was not smooth, as if he was about to break free.

[Host, the villain has had a nightmare. 】

This seat is not a ghost now, I can't dream to save him.

[emmm you can give him a loving hug. 】

This seat will give you a punch.

[...] The host is fierce towards it, hum!

Ling Qingxuan's eyes moved to his face, wanting to pinch.

The cold palm touched his face, pinched the flesh, and pinched it.

Mmm, the touch is awesome.

Chu Min's eyebrows softened a lot, as if the coldness could ease his nightmare.

Seeing that he was very comfortable, Ling Qingxuan decided to squeeze a few more times.

As soon as her wrist tightened, she was pulled into Chu Min's arms.

"Don't make trouble."

With a sleepy whisper, it blew on top of Aya Qingxuan's head.

Different from the indifference and bloodthirsty when he was awake, but with some softness.

Seeing that he was not very sober, Ling Qingxuan groped for him with his free hand.

Token, token, where are you.

Quickly take the token and leave.

Chu Min turned sideways and pressed her hand.

Ling Qingxuan stretched out her foot and wanted to kick him down.

Can you sleep peacefully!

[Host, look at how pitiful the villain is, the nightmares make him restless, or he should go to bed tonight and find him tomorrow. 】

It seems that you are not serious about random tasks.

[How come, random tasks are important, and hidden tasks are also very important~]

Ling Qingxuan can pull out both hands with force, but it will definitely wake Chu Min.

When he woke up, he was talking nonsense again, it might be better to let him fall asleep.

Thinking of this, she raised her feet and scratched on him.

Swipe from bottom to top, stopping for a while from time to time.

Chu Min's body gradually became hot, and a strange feeling came to his heart.

But his eyes were heavy and he couldn't open them.

The only cold place, he just wanted to stick tightly.

He hugged Aya Qingxuan even tighter.

Ling Qingxuan pushed with her foot, and she died! Is he really not awake?

"Well……"

His body was pushed up, and he unconsciously breathed and shrank.

The nightmare of choking his breath before that turned into a different scene.

The pictures on the sheets of paper that I saw before gradually set up new scenes in my mind.

Men and women grinding together, the breath intertwined.

He opened his mouth slightly, looking for something to soothe the burning heat.

Ling Qingxuan was still groping, and the hot breath was sprinkled between her nostrils, and her cool lips were covered.

The other party didn't seem to know how to proceed, just nibbled and licked.

The flickering eyelashes trembled, and his kiss only stayed on the surface, because he didn't know how to go down, his breath began to become irritable, and even a slight sense of grievance.

Ling Qingxuan's eyes moved slightly, and the tip of her tongue smoothed out his impatience, leading him to start a new round of scorching hot.

Only now did Chu Min feel much more comfortable, with light between his eyebrows, being guided by the girl, he studied hard like a toddler.

His hand didn't consciously let go of Ling Qingxuan's wrist and poked through her collar.

However, the action stopped abruptly.

Ling Qingxuan let go of his lips and couldn't help kicking him.

Asleep, he fell asleep.

When I fell asleep, I fell asleep, but I didn't even take my hand away!

When she is a warm baby.

Aya Qingxuan moved.

Well, she couldn't move, Chu Min's hands and feet tied her tightly in his arms.

After taking a breath, Ling Qingxuan didn't bother anymore.

The token will be found tomorrow, no hurry.

What she is anxious about now is **** him justifiably.

Looking at his peaceful sleeping face, Ling Qingxuan nestled in his arms and closed her cold eyes.

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