The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

"Sit down." Qiongying pushed aside the gauze curtain and motioned him to sit by the bed.

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, this is her bed, how could he casually contaminate it.

"Why don't I sit on the chair over there." He thought it might be better to sit on the chair to check the red lotus on the back of his neck.

"No, it's here!" Qiongying's tone was unquestionable.

"But..." Ye Chen was still struggling, wanting to say something.

"No but!" Qiong Ying interrupted his nonsense, she didn't want to hear any more words to refute her.

Ye Chen didn't dare to say anything more, and sat down very cooperatively, sitting upright, with a meticulous demeanor, restrained and steady self-cultivation, it can be seen that he is a person who is very strict with himself.

"Take off your shoes." Qiong Ying looked down at him, but she didn't have that awe-inspiring aura, but was proud of her success.

"..." Ye Chen couldn't react for a moment, did she say something wrong, or did he hear it wrong?

"Still taking it off?" Qiong Ying's voice increased slightly, showing that she was a little displeased.

"But..." Ye Chen couldn't think at all, she wouldn't let him sleep here...

"I don't want to hear any more buts and doubts!"

"..." Ye Chen stopped talking, but there was a huge wave in his heart. His thoughts were bound by etiquette, and he couldn't go beyond the rules, but compared to her, any etiquette was not important.

Seeing his conflicted appearance, Qiongying became impatient for waiting. He was always straightforward and relentless, but now he was dawdling, obviously wanting to resist!

"If you don't hurry up, I have no choice but to do it myself!" Qiong Ying put down the gauze curtain and took a step closer.

"I can..." Ye Chen's voice was almost inaudible, and he took off his boots in two or three strokes, and covered his feet with the hem of his clothes, because her eyes were too straightforward, making him feel uncomfortable.

"Take off your clothes too." Qiong Ying said surprisingly, but her tone seemed to be talking about such an ordinary and trivial matter.

"No need." Ye Chen complained endlessly in his heart, even if he teased him, he couldn't do this...

"Then I'll have to do it myself."

Qiongying's patience was exhausted, leaving no room for him to think, she had already walked in front of him, stretched out her hand and pulled his clothes, the speed was not normal fast, much more neat than his dawdling.

"Master..." Ye Chen exclaimed, and dodged backwards, but unexpectedly, she wanted to dodge but there was no way to retreat, and if she retreated, she would fall asleep on her bed.

Qiongying didn't allow him to resist, and already tore his robe into a mess, but he couldn't take it off.

During the push and hustle, it was inevitable that there would be physical contact. Ye Chen was originally in a state of confusion, but when he suddenly smelled the smell of alcohol, he calmed down instead. He thought she was probably drunk.

Seeing that he didn't resist, Qiongying put one arm around his waist, pulled his belt with a little force, and the outer robe finally fell apart a little.

"Master, wait!" Ye Chen was terrified, his clothes were disheveled, it was too indecent, so he stopped her hand immediately.

"What's wrong?" Qiongying paused, with doubts in his eyes, but not a trace of drunkenness.

"You, you're drunk..." Ye Chen looked at her seriously, at this time she was a little different from usual, she would never be like this normally...

"No." Qiongying said unquestionably, she had never been drunk.

"You've been drinking." Ye Chen could smell the wine on her body, as well as other fruity and floral scents, which didn't belong to her usual scent.