King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 117 I miss you so much
When I woke up, it was midnight.

From the lower berth came Dongfangrou's slight snoring, and the cold moonlight poured in from the window.

Han Yujue sat up from the bed, his head still a little foggy.

The right side of the cheek began to have a dull pain again, Han Yujue hurriedly took out the Liangyi Pill Mo Qingyan had given him, and the pain subsided.

She rolled up her black hair, groped around the pillow for a while, took out the butterfly wing mask and put it on.

During the day, Dongfang Rou also asked her: "Why are you wearing this mask?"

Han Yujue just smiled: "Now it's popular outside, and it's a special product of Qianhe Island."

Dongfang Rou, who is simple in mind, believes in that...

Anyway, I couldn't sleep anyway, and my body was a little dry.Han Yujue jumped out of bed lightly, put on a green gauze coat, and pushed open the door.

Suddenly, she took another step back from the door and made a noise.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out of the door, he ran into the purple light that strafed the college every night.

"Um……"

Dongfang Rou seemed startled by the sound and turned over.

Han Yujue reckoned that even this noise would not wake Dongfang Rou up, so he walked out of the room again and swept up.

The mist filled the air and the pungent sulfur smell filled the air.

Han Yujue came to this hot spring on the back mountain again.

Gently take off the tulle skirt, and step into the hot spring water step by step.

Last time, when she met Murong Che standing naked in the hot spring here, she laughed in her heart at why he had to wear a mask while taking a bath.

Now, she is doing the same thing as him...

Thinking of Murong Che's figure and thunderous fighting spirit that he saw at that time, Han Yujue couldn't help but blush a little.

She was still thinking wildly, so she didn't notice the ripples around her slender waist at all.

"..."

Suddenly, her petite body was gently embraced by strong arms, the soles of her feet slipped, and she fell into a warm embrace!

"Who?!"

Han Yujue shouted coquettishly, and stretched out his hand to lock the throat of the person behind him!
Who is it that can attack her in close quarters without showing any trace? !

"Of course it is me."

A deep and alluring voice rang in Han Yujue's ears.

He took Han Yujue's fierce move effortlessly, and with a backhand, he turned Han Yujue over and wrapped him in his arms.

"you……"

In the curling mist, the black long clothes soaked in hot spring water exude a faint fragrance of kapok.

However, she had already lost all her skirt, and she just pressed her skin together, feeling the warmth of his body.

"I miss you."

He bowed his head, whispered in her ear, and hugged that white jade body tightly.

"Murong Che..." She murmured the name softly, her voice fell into his heart bit by bit like broken crystals.

Murong Che greedily inhaled the fragrance of her body, and gently stroked her blue hair with his big hand, all the way down until he lightly touched the butterfly wing mask on her face, intending to uncover it.

Startled, Han Yujue pushed Murong Che away and turned to the other side.

Murong Che did not panic, reached out his hand to hold her hand that slid away like a small fish, with a little force, Han Yujue returned to his embrace again.

This time, he held her tighter.

"You... let me go, you don't even know what happened."

"I know, they told me."

Han Yujue stopped struggling, they were referring to Shen Xiao and Mo Qingyan.

Very good, then he has a clear picture of what her face under the mask has become.

She lowered her eyes and said, "Since you know...why do you want to lift my mask?"

"Because kissing is inconvenient."

"..."

Han Yu never knew whether to be angry or moved, so he was speechless.

What this man thinks in his mind is always beyond her expectation...

Murong Che lowered his head and blew into her ear: "It's been a long time since I saw you, so you won't be afraid of spoiling me."

"If you hold back, you will hold back." Han Yujue scowled.

Murong Che sighed, and kissed Han Yujue's forehead: "Are you blaming me?"

"What do I blame you for?"

"You're blaming me for not staying by your side to protect you, and for letting this happen to you." Murong Che's eyes were full of distress and self-blame, and he kissed Han Yujue's face, neck, and shoulders lightly like a dragonfly. . "Don't worry, I have sent Lingyuan to the intelligence agency of the imperial guard, and they will set up a network in the southern region to search for a cure for you."

Han Yujue turned his face away, and said angrily: "Everyone of you said that. If you can't cure it in the end, you can also say that I have tried my best. I think I will give up hope and become the ugliest person in the world. It's up to the woman."

Murong Che reluctantly took a bite of his snow-white skin: "Don't think about it."

"I'm just talking about the facts. Anyway, I'm used to wearing this mask, and I don't care about wearing it for the rest of my life."

"If you wear a mask for the rest of your life, then I will follow you and never show your true colors to others."

Han Yujue looked at the seriousness written on that handsome and flawless face, and couldn't help laughing: "You are a national male god, how can you not show your face. If that's the case, your nympho support team will definitely hate you to death me."

"I don't care what other people think, I only care if you are happy or not."

"Hmph, then let me go first, do you want to strangle me to death?"

The point is, she has no clothes on now, and it feels a little shameful to be hugged tightly like this...

Murong Che obediently let go.

Han Yu hesitated in his determination, it seemed that he needed more courage to take off his mask in front of Murong Che.

If he showed a trace of consternation, a trace of disgust, she might lose confidence in him.

She finally raised her slender hand, touched the butterfly wing mask lightly, and moved it away little by little, revealing the right cheek.

The moment Han Yujue took off the mask, Murong Che held her face in his hands and sealed her cherry lips involuntarily.

He came so quickly and violently that Han Yujue almost couldn't breathe, he could only hug his back like a drowning bird.

Gentle and fiery, as if to plunder her heart, her body, everything about her.

The domineering kiss made Han Yujue's jade feet at the bottom of the water a little weak, so he could only lean on him and let him play with him.

It was obviously a sweet moment, but why did her eyes start to become watery again, and there was a trace of uneasiness in her heart, as if she was afraid that this was the last kiss he gave, and when he opened his eyes and found the ugly scar in front of him, he would throwing her away in disgust...

Murong Che felt that the skin of the sweet girl in his arms was getting hotter and hotter, and his strength seemed to be taken away a little bit by his aggression, so he couldn't help but become more emotional.

After lingering for a long time, he reluctantly left Han Yujue's lips.

Han Yujue immediately turned his face away, bowed his head in silence, only panting slightly.

"I think..." Murong Che whispered, his voice becoming more and more charming.

"What are you thinking?" Han Yujue still did not raise his head.

"Want to do it again."

　Hmph~ Please take pity on the author like Brother Che pities the heroine~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)