Wang hugged Feng Ling for a while and let her go, and said to her: "Go to sleep, I remember that you loved to kick the quilt when you were a child, don't kick the quilt at night." ”Feng Ling was embarrassed when she heard this.That was all a long time ago.And "How do you know I kicked the quilt as a kid?"
”With that, she looked at him with wary eyes.There was a smile in the king's eyes that could only be seen in front of her: "The high priest told me." ”Feng Ling escaped, such a humiliating thing, he still took it out at this time and said, is it really good?
Closing the door of the wing, Feng Ling leaned her back against the door and murmured, "Why are you becoming more and more similar to Yan." ”The same faceless and skinless.The same likes to say things that she can't resist.This made her think that he already had Yan's memory."
Lord of a nation, can you get used to sleeping on a bench in the living room?"
After muttering these words, Feng Ling strode to the side of the bed, took off her shoes, lay down, and covered herself tightly from head to toe as soon as the quilt was pulled.After a while, her urn voice came from the quilt: "You are willing to sleep in the living room, and I didn't let you sleep, and you are not my Yan, so I don't feel distressed." ”After saying that, she didn't say anything more.An hour passed.Two hours passed.Seeing that three hours were about to pass again, Feng Ling combed through the past five months before and after, and finally couldn't lie down.She lifted the quilt suddenly, revealing her face that was red by the quilt, and muttered, "Since your personality can change because I changed the process, will you also have Yan's memory in the future?"
”Thinking of this, she couldn't lie down, so she lifted the quilt and got out of bed and walked outside the wing.There was no moonlight tonight, and there was no light in the living room, Feng Ling stood there and got used to it for a while before looking at the black shadow lying on the bench.She stood there and called softly, "Jingzhou." ”And there was no response.Feng Ling muttered, "You actually slept so soundly, aren't you afraid that an assassin will come in?"
”After saying that, she subconsciously lowered her pace and walked over there.When he came to him, the king showed no sign of awakening.Feng Ling stood there looking at him, the king was very tall, the stool was only one meter long, and he used four stools.Two together, two together.Even so, it was very embarrassing for him.Feng Ling's eyes looked at one of his feet on the ground, thinking about whether to help him lift his foot.Just as she bent down to do so, an arm quickly lifted the covers around her waist and jerked at him before she could react.Feng Ling exclaimed: "Ah" "Xiao Ling'er, don't be afraid. ”The king took one hand around her waist and caressed her back with the other.Feng Ling lay on top of him, and after the frequency of his heartbeat decreased, he raised his head dissatisfiedly to look at the outline of his face, lightly hammered his chest twice with his hand, and accused him angrily: "You pretend to be asleep." ”"If I don't pretend to be asleep, will you come?"
After Wang finished speaking, he tightened her stairs, and then whispered in her ear: "Xiao Ling'er, why did you come out at such a late hour?"
”Feng Ling felt that his breathing was a little heavier than usual, and she was a little embarrassed to turn her head and not answer him.Wang chuckled in her ear, and his laughter was hoarse with bewitchment: "Do you feel sorry for me sleeping here?"
”"Nope."
Feng Ling returned very quickly.Wang laughed again, and after laughing, he continued to whisper in her ear: "Xiao Ling'er, I can't sleep here at all, can you give me half of your bed?"
”"Nope.""
I won't do anything to you until you get married."
Feng Ling stopped talking again.The king continued to whisper in her ear how uncomfortable it was to lie on a bench.The more she talked, the tighter she waited.Perhaps because he couldn't see the other party's expression, the king finally said, "If you don't let me go to bed, I'll sleep with you all night." ”Feng Ling was stunned when she heard this.This kind of shameless words, Wang will never say to her, only Yan will say it every time he pesters her to make love.Thinking of this, her breathing suddenly became a little unsteady.Wang immediately felt the change in her breathing, and suddenly stopped talking, and her breathing was a little shorter than before.Because they couldn't see each other, the two of them were breathing chaotically, and the temperature of their bodies rose rapidly.The hand on her waist subconsciously reached into the hem of her clothes.When the slightly cool fingertips touched the skin, Feng Ling's body trembled.Fingers tentatively stroked around the waist.That familiar tremor hit his brain, Feng Ling closed his eyes and pressed his cheek against his chest, and when the big hand came somewhere, Feng Ling subconsciously murmured, "Yan." ”The big hand stiffened, and in the next second, the bodies of the two changed.Before Feng Ling could react, the punitive kiss was suppressed.Feng Ling felt the anger emanating from his body, and in the ruthless tearing of her clothes, she hurriedly pushed him: "Jingzhou, stop." ”"Xiao Ling'er, this king said that as long as you don't think about other men, this king can give you everything, even if it's life."
The king's voice was filled with oppressive violence."
Why are you thinking about that man?""
It's not him, it's not another man.""
You still speak for him."
The king's voice was as deep as it froze, and the tips of his teeth grinded against her skin punitively."
Hmm" Feng Ling was in pain, and a grievance suddenly surged in her heart, and water vapor appeared in her eyes.When things were about to get out of hand, the king stopped at the last moment.He gasped and buried his head in her shoulder socket, and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Ling'er, even at this time, I am still reluctant to make you sad, why are you willing to make me sad." ”Feng Ling's tears poured out suddenly, she hugged his neck and roared at him, "Jingzhou, you big villain!
”"Don't cry."
The king lifted his hand and touched her cheek, and when he touched the tears in his hand, his heart ached."
Little Ling'er, do you know how important you are to me?
Without you, what else would I do with this country?
”With that, he tightened her upstairs.When Feng Ling heard him say this, she suddenly thought of what Phoenix had told her, and that when she dissipated, the king ordered the high priest and all the supernatural people to seal the entire priesthood hall, and at the same time repaired his tomb next to the priesthood hall.At that time, Feng Ling did not ask when Wang died.The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became.She tightened him tighter, and still said viciously in his ear: "Jingzhou, you are a big fool!"
I don't like other men at all, what I like is you in the afterlife. ”The king was about to speak, but Feng Ling directly covered his mouth."
Don't talk, listen to me, we" Feng Ling opened her mouth, and suddenly found that she couldn't speak.This made her anxious, last time she wanted to say that the murderer behind the scenes was Feng Lan, but she couldn't speak.This time she wanted to talk about the afterlife, but she was still speechless.Feng Ling thought for a while, gritted her teeth, and said to the king, "Jingzhou, take me to the wing." ”Wang was stunned for a moment, raised his hand to remove the hand she was covering his mouth, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Xiao Ling'er, have you thought about it?"
”Feng Ling rubbed her cheek against his cheek and asked in a low voice, "Don't you want to?"
”The king stopped talking, got up, picked her up, and strode toward the chamber.When Feng Ling finally struggled to open her eyes, she was facing a pair of gentle eyes, these eyes Feng Ling was too familiar, she was just about to open her mouth to call out Yan, and suddenly thought that he had no memory of the afterlife, so in order to keep him from knocking over the vinegar jar, she shouted: "Jingzhou." ”Undisguised joy burst out in the king's eyes, and he took Feng Ling into his arms, "Xiao Ling'er, you will be my queen in the future." ”Feng Ling opened her mouth and finally hummed softly.The king whispered in her ear, "Did I hurt you last night?"
”Feng Ling's face instantly became popular.She pushed him away, put the quilt over her head, and said, "I don't understand what you're saying." ”Wang was laughed at by Feng Ling's behavior, and after laughing, he hugged her again, held her hand and said with a serious face: "Xiao Ling'er, I will never be rough with you in the future, even if you make me angry to death, I will not be rough with you." ”Feng Ling stiffened her face and said, "You can't be jealous either." ”"As long as you stop thinking about that man."
Feng Ling: "This man is endless!
Feng Ling directly rolled up the quilt and said in the quilt, "I still have to sleep." ”Wang knew that Feng Ling was thin-skinned, so he didn't say anything more and got up first.Feng Ling waited for him to go out before getting ready to get up.It's just that as soon as she moved, she lay back down.Someone last night had a jealous feeling in her heart, not gentle at all, and she now has back pain.By the time Feng Ling got up and walked out, it was already noon.There was no one in the hall, but there was talk outside the courtyard.Feng Ling listened to it, it was Wu Shilang who was reporting the follow-up to last night.At this time, Mrs.
Wang walked in with a bowl of porridge and a few side dishes.