after losing heart

Chapter 32 [036] She's Coming

Although she was Su Mochen's first woman, every time, she was so moved that she turned into water, but he was always a little less enthusiastic.

Outsiders all know that the fourth prince is as gentle as jade today, but only she knows that the real him has never been as gentle as his appearance.

So, she craved more.

It is said that love is in the heart, and desire becomes uncontrollable, right?
But until the end, she still couldn't make the man enthusiastic. The man got up and pulled his outer robe on his body, and casually threw a handful of incense into the carved incense burner as usual.

After going out, Yang Hen stood at the door.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Is she here?"

"Yes!"

Inside the house, Su Qing listened intently, but only heard the sound of the man's footsteps walking away.

***
Tsinghua Court

Qiancheng sat on the bed with his knees hugged, his face was gloomy, and he scolded that man thousands of times in his heart.

He didn't even let her go!

If you don't let her, you won't let her go, and treat her like air.

Forget it, don't think about it, I only think about it.

Raising her hand, she was about to blow out the candle beside the bed, but suddenly saw a figure passing by the window, she was startled, got up and got out of bed.

***
In the backyard of the Wangfu, the wind lanterns were not in hand, except for the moonlight, it was almost dark.

A person in black clothes and black trousers covered his face with a black veil, and stood quietly in the courtyard. When he saw a man approaching, he softly called out "Mo Shen" and threw himself into the man's arms.

The man put his arms around her shoulders, lowered his head, and whispered in her ear, "Why did you come out so late?"

"I heard you're going to the desert tomorrow?"

"Um"

"Actually, that old fox not only sent you to the desert alone, but also sent the Sixth Prince, Seventh Prince and Eleventh Prince there."

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When Qiancheng came to the backyard, she saw two embracing figures from a distance, one in purple robe and the other in black. Although she couldn't see the face clearly, she knew that the man in purple robe was Su Mochen, but the black robe ...

The only thing for sure is a woman.

God, how many secrets does this man have?
He's going to the desert, how many people don't sleep?

Tonight, she didn't know what kind of evil she had fallen into. Why did she run into everything?
Turning around shyly, she was about to leave quietly.

"Who?" Following a cold shout, a gust of palms hit her, and she turned her head in shock, only to see the wind was surging and the leaves were falling, and her eyes were dazzled by pain.

Before she could react, a strong external force had already rolled her up, spinning her around. When she regained consciousness, Su Mo's long and slender fingers had already pinched her throat, and there was no one beside him.

(End of this chapter)