The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

"I'm not drunk, Ye Chen, I want you to sleep with me."

Saying that, Qiong Ying has already torn off his robe, she has always been self-centered, she can do whatever she wants, who can stop her? !

Hearing this, Ye Chen was stunned for a long while, even being pushed down by Qiong Ying, he was indifferent, even if she was talking nonsense in a drunken state, he would inevitably be shocked, and even feel honored and unstoppable heartbeat.

But reason quickly returned to his mind. When he wanted to persuade him, a piece of silk covered him, and he suddenly realized that he only had a single shirt left on him...

Quite satisfied with her masterpiece, Qiongying lay lazily on her side beside him, her hair hanging down on the white sheet, tucking in the quilt with one hand, propping her head with the other, looking at him with a smile on her eyes.

Ye Chen remained motionless in shock, such a close distance stimulated him more than hugging each other, seeing her laugh wantonly, his heart moved slightly, she hadn't been so happy for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Qiongying saw him frozen, could it be that she was scary?

Ye Chen was silent, he didn't want to push her away from the bottom of his heart, but she was drunk, and men and women were different, and there was an orderly hierarchy, what would she think when she sobered up?

"Don't be cautious, I won't do anything to you, it's late, close your eyes and go to sleep, I'm a little sleepy." Qiong Ying yawned lazily, then turned over and lay down, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

But Ye Chen couldn't fall asleep. He opened his eyes with complicated emotions. He looked sideways at her sideways with mixed joy and sorrow. He saw her side face, straight nose, slender eyelashes, and stretched eyebrows. He wanted to brush off the cold ice for her.

The candlelight burned silently and silently, and the hazy gauze covered the two on the white jade bed.

Gradually, Qiongying breathed gently, as if entering a deep sleep.

Yechen looked at her reluctantly for a while, then quietly lifted the quilt, got up carefully to search for his clothes, and then dressed silently, afraid of waking her up, he was more nervous than ever.

After struggling for a quarter of an hour, he put on his outer robe, turned around and was about to get out of bed, unaware that the pair of deep eyes behind him had opened.

"Yechen, where are you going?" Her voice was like a magic voice wafting from the deep mountains, shrouded in gloom, and overflowing in the huge bedroom.

All of Ye Chen's movements stopped at this moment, with a feeling of being exposed, when will she wake up?

"Where are you going?" Qiong Ying sat up, her slightly disheveled hair fell down, her eyes were gloomy, her red lips were as red as weeping blood, she looked a little scary when she was angry.

"I didn't go anywhere." Ye Chen knew that she was angry, and it was indeed his fault, so he didn't dare to refute.

"Then what are you doing up?" Qiong Ying's sharp eyes stared at his straight back, how dare he escape!His courage is getting bigger and bigger!

Ye Chen was like a light on his back, he was at a loss for words for a moment, he could feel that she was very angry, but he actually had a little bit of joy.

"Don't leave, turn around." Qiongying ordered coldly.

Ye Chen secretly rejoiced and was a little embarrassed, he turned around slowly, his eyes met her furious eyes, he didn't know what to say, he suddenly realized that he was too hypocritical, if she wasn't angry, he would definitely leave , did not have the courage to stay.

"Are you going to the toilet?" Qiongying looked at him recklessly.

"...No." Ye Chen was a little embarrassed, but looked at her very gently, even his tone was unconsciously gentle, as if coaxing her.

"Then you want to leave?" Qiong Ying's voice suddenly became cold again.

"...No." Ye Chen was even more embarrassed, and now he didn't want to leave.

"Then are you hungry?" Qiong Ying thought that he might not have had dinner.

"No." Ye Chen repeated the answer again, and suddenly thought, he seemed to have no reason to leave.