Chapter 277

At night, Zhao Wanxi closed the doors and windows tightly, and had formed such a good habit.

This is yunshang palace after all. She and Leng junao are nameless. Men always come to her room to sleep. What's the matter? If there is a storm, it will make people afraid.

About midnight, in a daze, Zhao Wanxi feels that her bedding is getting warm again. She turns over lazily and approaches to a hotter place. With a wall on her cheek, she wakes up a little in an instant.

Somebody!

"Who?"

Zhao Wanxi almost jumped out of bed, but she was pulled back to her arms by a hook of the man's long arm. Her languid and tired voice came low -

"who else can there be besides Wang?"

In fact, Zhao Wanxi recognized him at the moment when the man was hooking up. His familiar breath and strong strength all showed his hegemony.

"How did you get in?"

In the dark, Zhao Wanxi glanced at the direction of the door and window. It was so dark that there was not even a crack. No one had moved. How did the seventh prince get in?

The man's index finger fell on her lips, and her voice was lazy and tired: "this is a man's secret!"

Oh! Man's secret.

Zhao Wanxi is angry and funny. The seventh Prince of Tang Tang has learned to keep his hand in order to play a hooligan. Are you worried that she will block his last way?

Nestled in the warm embrace of a man, Zhao Wanxi no longer moves. She has awakened from her sleep. What is the man doing so late?

The tiredness in his voice made her feel sad. She could not help lowering her voice and asked, "what is the seventh Prince doing recently?"

In the dark, his hawk eyes were shining like black rocks, shining like stars. He winked at her: "don't be impatient, you will know soon!"

"If you don't say it, don't say it, cheapskate!"

Without hearing the answer she wanted, Zhao Wanxi twisted her body and planned to turn her back to ignore him, but she didn't want to. The man snorted and held her tightly with his big palm. A hoarse voice came to her ears --

"stupid woman, don't move!"

Leng Jun's hoarse and sexy voice is tired, but also full of ambiguous air.

Embarrassed and embarrassed, Zhao Wanxi couldn't help but resent: "thinking about these things every day, do you have sperm in your mind? Don't come back from tomorrow. Sleep in your own room. "

However, she did not dare to move any more, and nestled in the firm and generous arms of men.

"Only when I hold you can I sleep soundly."

The man answered her soberly. Zhao Wanxi found that he had fallen asleep immediately after. It seemed that he was really tired these days and didn't know what he was doing.

That night, Zhao Wanxi also had a surprisingly steady sleep. When she woke up again, it was already daybreak.

After washing, she went directly to yunzipei's room, only to find that yunzipei had got out of bed.

"Zipei, how did you get up?"

"If you lie down like this, you'll get moldy. Wan Xi, you'll go out with me to bask in the sun."

Yunzipei's face was still pale, and his speech was listless. He was always worried.

Zhao Wanxi also worried that she would suffer from depression if she was so stuffy in the room. If she could do it, it would be good to go out for a walk.

With Zaoshan, Zhao Wanxi accompanies yunzipei to the royal garden. Dongling and hanyue are two servant girls.