The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

With her eyes closed, Xia Ling was still lazy and charming.

"I'm a little tired and my back is sore. If minister Ji has finished reading the memorials so come over and press it for me."

The woman's clear and slightly hoarse voice carried a natural order.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Ji Wenyuan agreed, but he wanted to read these imperial edicts first.

He looked at her for a while.

The woman didn't seem to notice him looking at her.

Before long, the sound of the woman's uniform sucking came from the couch. Ji Wenyuan withdrew his gaze.

A clear hand picked up a pen, continued to dip it in cinnabar, and he read the memorial.

* Oh, yeah

Just read a few books... Ji Wenyuan stopped.

While she slept, he raised his eyes, deep eyes revealed the undulating waves of the sea, the line of sight fell on the woman's fair and charming face, her thin lips taut.

She looked a bit tired at the court today.

Not the right way to walk, not the right spirit.

But, facing him alone, there was nothing unusual about her.

In the upper library, the two were alone, and there was no difference in their manner to him.

This appearance...

It was as if she was not the one who had shed tears under his body last night, and she was not the one who had sent General Lin Lang to deliver plain clothes, bandages, and medicine to him yesterday.

Ji Wenyuan had once thought that perhaps she would still ask for sex from her today, or perhaps she would even use this matter in the imperial court to force him to enter the palace to be her boy toy, the male queen?

However, he had never thought that she would act as if nothing had happened.

Could it be that the teeth marks on her shoulders were an illusion he had last night?

*

Her well-defined hands held the vermillion brush tightly.

Ji Wenyuan recalled how she had looked at him when he was seriously injured and woke up from her palace.

It was as if she was sizing up something new and interesting.

At that time, she, who had been by his side, had always liked his appearance.

But today...

He seemed to have lost his attraction to her in terms of appearance?

In the past, when she had nothing to do in the study, she would pester him, grind some ink for him, and pester him on various topics.

But today, after she came in and got on the couch, she fell asleep without even looking at him.

*

Ji Wenyuan had always chosen to ignore Ni Huang's love for him because he was afraid that he would make the wrong choice because of her.

However, he suddenly realized that her love for him was really like what she had told him.

One round of sex was the completion of youth.

Why did Ji Wenyuan feel so uncomfortable? It was like running away after being slept with.

He was a man, but he had broken Ni Huang's yuan body. In the end, Ni Huang was at a disadvantage.

Why did Ji Wenyuan feel so humiliated?

His complicated feelings were mixed with some other things. For a moment, Ji Wenyuan was actually in a daze.

*

Xia Ling didn't care what Ji Wenyuan thought.

When he woke up, Ji Wenyuan hadn't finished reading the memorials.

Looking at the sky outside, she only slept for about an hour.

Xia Ling felt that there was something wrong with the mission board, so she took a look.

Oh, she slept for a while.

Ji Wenyuan's sadism value lit up the third flower.

The first flower was sadism, the second one was sadism, and the third one was...sadism?

Deliberately ignoring Ji Wenyuan, maintaining the original owner's attitude toward him, and becoming even colder.

This made Ji Wenyuan's imagination run wild, torturing himself?

Xia Ling's phoenix eyes flickered as she got up from the couch.

She walked to Ji Wenyuan's side and stood behind him, watching him imitate her handwriting and reading these memorials.

It was normal for her to act like this.

However, Xia Ling's senses were sharp, and she could feel that when she stood behind Ji Wenyuan, the man obviously tensed up a little.

His gaze...