Chapter 97 Obsessed
The word "voluntary" was like a thunderclap from the sky, making his heart ache. Qing He leaned over and hugged her delicate arms, resting his head on her neck, trying to find other excuses to comfort himself.

"Nuannuan, are you happy with my brother?"

His eyes trembled slightly, and he didn't realize that his voice was trembling.

A-di's feelings for her are obvious, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that he likes her.

This was the first time he fell in love with someone, and this person was his legitimate wife. He was the only one who worshipped the royal ancestors, and their marriage had already been announced to God.

Even if they really like each other, he will not let go.

The hot breath hit her earlobe, causing a tingling sensation that made her heart feel hot.

I don't know why, but every time I come into contact with them, they feel terribly hot.

She took a deep breath. She would be a fool if she didn't notice the subtle ambiguity.

But she...can't respond to the male protagonist's feelings. Compared to staying in this world, she wants to go back.

When she finds the way back, life here will have nothing to do with her anymore, and Qinghe deserves a better life.

She was aiming to win the bet between them.

Shi Nuanyu restrained the complicated look in her eyes and turned her head away pretending to be confused.

"Fusheng and I are close friends. What happened at Li's house just now was just a show."

Fusheng, who had been standing outside the door for a long time, took a deep look at the two people entangled with each other, turned around and left without looking back.

The two people's breaths intertwined, Qing He looked at the rosy red lips with blurred eyes, and the red lips opened and closed, tempting him.

From the first contact, step by step closer, he couldn't take his eyes off her.

Qing He could no longer hear what she said and instinctively replied, "I am Nuan Nuan's husband, not her confidant."

Shi Nuan opened her jade-red lips slightly, feeling inexplicably nervous. She quickly adjusted her head to avoid further contact and joked with a smile.

"You really want to be my male favorite!"

She lowered her brows and murmured softly, "You should find someone who loves you."

These words suddenly sobered Qing He, and he stared at the hard-hearted woman in front of him in confusion.

He suppressed the bitterness in his heart and said, "May is not the end yet, Nuannuan, please don't say such things again."

Otherwise he couldn't suppress this twin emotion.

Shi Nuanyu pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

Qing He rubbed his tall nose against her neck, and the familiar scent of roses eliminated the restlessness in his heart.

"I have something to do tonight, so I'll let my brother accompany you."

After returning to the bedroom, Shi Nuanyu gasped for breath. She was really nervous to death just now.

Why did Qinghe suddenly become like this?

She really didn't want to provoke any of the male protagonists in this book. She used to think of them as paper men, and all she had to do was conquer them one by one and save her life.

The longer they spent together, the more she realized that this was not the case. They were living people. Even if they lived in a book, they had their own emotions and independent consciousness.

Shi Nuanyu leaned on the door frame and watched Qinghe's departing back. His back looked very lonely.

Her heart was drawn to him, and she felt an inexplicable urge to catch up.

"Brother has something important to do tonight. If Your Highness goes with him, he will be too busy to take care of himself."

Fusheng, who had been waiting in the house early, quietly appeared behind her.

Shi Nuanyu was frightened and patted her chest.

"People scare people to death, but you scared me."

She looked at the man who had already changed into his pajamas and asked, "When did you return to your room?"

Fusheng took her hand calmly and walked to the bed, then picked up her pajamas and asked her to change into them.

"Half an incense stick ago."

In fact, he had just arrived and happened to hear those words when he went to the hot spring to pick her up. She only regarded him as a close friend, even though he was her husband like a brother.

Why did she only allow her brother to be close to her but exclude him?

The twin emotions were like an irrepressible demon that made him unable to move forward or backward.

After Shi Nuanyu changed into her pajamas and came out, she saw the man who didn't know what he was thinking. She was suspicious for a moment, but she got on the bed first and separated the quilt in the middle of the bed.

She lay down on her side consciously, and when she felt sleepy, she yawned loudly.

"I'm going to sleep first."

A hint of anger flashed across Fusheng's eyes. She didn't want to contact him at all.

He got on the bed, pulled the isolating quilt and lay down beside her. Ignoring the surprise in Shi Nuanyu's eyes, he stretched out his big hands and held her in his arms.

"Your Highness, my brother is your husband, and so am I. Fusheng doesn't want to be your confidant, he wants to be your husband."

Shi Nuanyu was so frightened that she dared not move. She quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. She suspected that she had heard it wrongly.

Her body was pressed tightly against the man, and his strong heartbeat was in her ears, seeming to knock her unconscious.

How could this be?
These two brothers must have taken the wrong medicine. Why would they fall in love with the people who bully them?

Fusheng's heart was beating like a drum, his palms were sweating with nervousness, and after hearing no response for a long time, he looked down and saw the woman's eyes were closed.

Her disordered breathing had already exposed that she was pretending to be asleep.

Fusheng pursed his lips tightly, his eyes dull as he hugged the person in his arms.

I knew she was running away but I couldn't bear to expose her.

Nuannuan, I'm waiting for your answer.

Shi Nuanyu fell into a deep sleep in tension and wild thoughts. She really couldn't solve the current situation.

Kyoto Beauty Pavilion.

Tao Huiyan leaned lazily on the bed, her purple robe scattered casually, and chuckled softly as she looked at the message in her hand.

"Her Royal Highness has borrowed the bridal sedan. Her Highness is really doing something interesting."

He smiled at Tianxun, who stood respectfully beside him, and said, "I heard that Peicheng has become increasingly lively in recent years. I am very interested. Please tell the Imperial Master that I am willing to join the game."

Tianxun replied respectfully, "We will set off tomorrow. Don't worry, Boss Tao. Master Wei and Master Hua will go together."

Tao Huiyan raised her eyebrows slightly, and her peach blossom eyes were filled with satisfaction.

"The Imperial Master has thought it through thoroughly, so I am relieved."

There is another good show to watch, and the next few days will not be peaceful.

I have nothing to do and take my time. When I sleep, the sun is already red outside the window.

When Nuanyu woke up slowly, Fusheng beside her was nowhere to be seen, replaced by Qinghe.

Her waist was held very tightly, and she didn't dare to make any big movements.

Qing He is completely different when he is awake and when he is asleep. When he is awake, he always has a smiling face, making it hard to guess what he is thinking.
When he was fast asleep, he lost his composure, his brows were almost wrinkled into a "川" shape, and no one knew what he was dreaming about.

The bruises under his eyes are also scary black. He must have dealt with something very important last night.

Shi Nuanyu carefully stretched out her fingers and traced his eyebrows from a distance of one foot. It would be a lie to say that she had no feelings. Unfortunately, they were from different worlds after all.

Forget it, let's take a step by step.

Seeing that the man showed signs of waking up, Shi Nuanyu quickly closed her eyes and pretended to take a nap.

He probably didn't notice what he had just done.

Qing He couldn't wipe away the smile on his face. The woman in his arms was sometimes smart and sometimes naive. She probably didn't know that a person who practiced martial arts could be awakened by even the slightest noise.

He looked at the person who was trying so hard to pretend to be asleep, and kissed her black hair tenderly.

No matter where you come from, once you have entered our lives, don't even think about leaving. If that day really comes, who knows what he will do.

The author has something to say: "I am not at ease when I have nothing to do, and when I sleep the sun is already red in the east window." From "Occasional Poems in Autumn" by Cheng Hao of the Song Dynasty

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