Chapter 307

That night, Zhao Wanxi slept soundly.

Until daybreak, familiar steps came from the corridor outside the door. Her door was pushed open. When she heard the movement, Zhao Wanxi opened her eyes drowsily. Leng junao's angular features came into view.

"Have you been tossing all night? Has anyone been caught? "

Zhao Wanxi is not difficult to see that the man just came back from the outside, did not return all night, engraved handsome face does not see a trace of fatigue, eagle eyes bright: "Lou liefeng ran away, but caught his baby son Lou Yunfeng, he will appear sooner or later."

"You haven't slept all night. Take a rest."

Leng junao sat down on the edge of the couch with a slight hook on his lips: "no, I just came to see if you are still sleeping well. After a while, I still have something important to discuss with my father, so I won't sleep."

After tossing all night, when I came back to see her, I suddenly felt no tiredness, but I was more energetic.

Under the dim light line, men's eagle eyes are as bright as stars, staring at her, deep ink pupil flow doting and satisfaction, thin lip smile also shows evil charm.

Inexplicable ironing feeling fell on Zhao Wanxi's face, light angry: "always staring at me to see what?"

"Good looking."

Leng Jun's smile on her lips widened, her slender fingers gently lifted her forehead, and outlined her eyebrows and eyes with fingertips like a painting. Her beautiful face was more profound and charming.

He suddenly leaned over to kiss her on the lip.

The sound of breathing became short, until Zhao Wanxi felt about to suffocate, the man slowly released her.

"You can sleep a little longer. When I see my father first, I'll see you well when I come back."

The man's eagle eyes are full of possessiveness, his hoarse voice is sexy, and the ambiguous atmosphere between his words makes Zhao Wanxi's face hot to the ear.

Leng junao with strong self-control, stood up, and walked away without looking back, for fear of looking at her again, she could not help the next thing.

Zhao Wanxi's face was still hot, but her face turned red with a touch of provocation from a man, just like a girl with yellow hair, embarrassed!

It was still early. Zhao Wanxi went to bed again. Before she got up, the man had turned back.

Leng junao is in high spirits. He must have had a good negotiation with his father. Looking at the light outside, Zhao Wanxi is about to get up, but she is knocked down by the man again.

"What does the seventh prince do? It's all dawn. Let me get up... "

"This is the first night you move into Qionghua palace. I'll take care of you."

The man's low voice is a bit more childish, holding her waist and walking uneasily.

Zhao Wanxi, leaning against his chest, forbade him to further advance. She was slightly angry: "people's wind and dust are all on the dining table. Who's on the bed? I think the seventh prince wants to play a hooligan... "

I don't know where he got so much energy. He stayed up all night thinking about it.

Leng Jun's eagle eyes fixed on her, and her eyes were cunning: "Xi'er is right. I just want to play hooligans... "

With the man's kiss falling like rain, her breath became more and more urgent, as if she had been sucked away by him.

The clouds and the rain are stopping