Chapter 30

When the breeze blows, Murong Xue's lips turn blue gradually, and her slender body curls up slightly, shaking gently under the brocade quilt.

Ouyang Shaochen's eyes slightly congealed, took off his boots, opened the thin quilt, and lay on Murong Xue's side. He held her in his arms with his arms outstretched, and pressed his palm on her back heart, slowly conveying his internal power!

After the heart poured into the heart, it turned into bursts of warmth, which flowed rapidly in the muscles and veins. A little bit of residual cold was driven away. Murong Xue's lip color gradually returned to normal, and a little blood color appeared on her pale face.

Looking at the girl who was sleeping peacefully and nestled in his arms, Ouyang Shaochen's mouth curled up with a smile, and his eyes were stained with a clear smile. His fingers flicked, sending out a gust of wind, blowing out the light, gently holding the man in his arms and falling asleep with a smile.

The silver moonlight shines into the room through the lattice window and pours on the carved bed of Nuo Da, which adds a bit of warmth and sweetness to the two embracing people.

In a daze, Murong Xue heard the long breath, a pair of warm and powerful arms covered her waist, if there was no ink bamboo fragrance lingering on the tip of her nose, Murong Xue was surprised and suddenly opened her eyes.

What she could see was a white chest. The strong heartbeat came to her ears, and the warm breath was sprayed on her hair. She was even more shocked. She pushed Ouyang Shaochen away and sat up.

The soft and thin quilt slid down slowly, revealing her only body with a scarlet belly bag. She was frightened and anxious. She grabbed the brocade quilt and wrapped herself. She felt that her body was clear and fresh, her waist was not sour, and her back was not painful. Her skin was white, thin and greasy, and there was no ambiguous trace. She could not help but feel relieved.

Ouyang Shaochen looked at her ever-changing complexion, bent her mouth with a slight smile, and sat up slowly. Her dark eyes were sharp and clear, and she could not see half a minute of the confusion of waking up: "you wake up!"

"Where is this?" Murong Xue, wrapped in a thin quilt, moved a few times away from him and glared at him fiercely: the sandalwood tables and chairs, ornaments and utensils in the room were exquisite but strange. This was not her boudoir in the Marquis's mansion.

"Xiaoyao palace My room Ouyang Shaochen's voice was clear and shallow: "last night, after you took the lotus seed, you fell asleep in the past. Sending you back to the Duke's house of Zhenguo would damage your boudoir reputation. If you were alone in the guest room, I didn't worry. I took you here to have a rest."

Cold poison to Yin, fire lotus seed to Yang, the two meet, will produce a great effect, the original owner every time after taking fire lotus seed, will fall asleep, Murong Xue after taking medicine, ready to hold on until Murong ye heard the movement, rushed to take her back to the prince of the town, but this body is too weak, she held up for a few minutes, or fell asleep.

Ouyang Shaochen saw that she was sleeping and took her to the Xiaoyao palace to have a rest. But: "there is a bed in this room, a soft couch. We can sleep on our own. Why do you want to share a bed with me?"

For the first time, she shared a bed with a man and felt uncomfortable.

Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her and said leisurely: "last night you were covered with a brocade quilt and shivered with cold. I was afraid that you would be damaged by freezing, so I shared the bed with you. I used my internal power to help you drive away the cold..."

Murong Xue chokes. In the memory of the original owner, no matter in spring, summer, autumn or winter, every time she wakes up, she is covered with a thick brocade quilt. It can be seen that her poisonous hair will get cold after sleeping, and needs a brocade quilt to drive away the cold. Ouyang Shaochen only covers her with such a thin brocade quilt, and she will naturally shiver with cold.

Of course, Ouyang Shaochen is not a servant girl who takes care of her. I don't know that she will be cold after she sleeps. She can't blame him for not covering her with more brocade quilts

Looking at her depressed face, Ouyang Shaochen's eye bottom appeared a few invisible smile: "you, I sleep together, really damaged your boudoir reputation, I can be responsible for it!"

Negative be responsible for? They just sleep in the same bed for one night and nothing happens. What's the responsibility?

Murong snow unnatural smile: "a small matter just, do not have to be responsible for."

Ouyang Shaochen's smile in the pupil of the eye disappears instantly without trace, fixed looking at her: "really don't need me to be responsible?" Qing Yue's voice is full of indescribable emotion.

Murong snow solemnly nodded: "of course it is true!" Ouyang Shaochen saved her life, she is grateful to him, just won't be ungrateful to depend on him!

Ouyang Shaochen's dark eyes flashed a touch of dark light. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He strode to the wardrobe and unbuttoned his underwear as he walked.

"Ouyang Shaochen, what are you doing?" Murong Xue exclaimed.

"Change your clothes!" Ouyang Shaochen head also does not answer.

Murong snow frowned and said, "you won't take the clothes to change behind the screen?"

Ouyang Shaochen cast a glance at her and said, "this is my room!" It's natural for him to change clothes here.

Murong snow curled her lips. She knew this was his room, but she was sitting on his bed? She is a woman, different from his gender, he does not know to avoid?

Seeing Ouyang Shaochen untie the buttons, take off the inner clothes, revealing the perfect figure with smooth lines, Murong Xue turns to face the wall in a hurry: he has the habit of changing clothes in front of women, she doesn't like to watch men take off clothes, he doesn't avoid it, she avoids it!

Murong Xue turned a deaf ear to the rustling sound of clothes rubbing behind him, and looked straight at the wall in front of him.Suddenly, a hand clapped on her shoulder. She looked back and saw that Ouyang Shaochen had already put on the snow colored robe, with exquisite dark flowers embroidered on the hem, which was majestic. The noble and mysterious cloud sea map was embroidered on the cuff, adding a bit of Tsinghua and dignity. In his hand, he held a set of light blue long skirt and handed it to Murong Xue: "give it to you!"

Murong Xue's blue dress was soaked in hot spring water. Although it was dried by internal force, it had become a crumpled mass. It was put on the brocade stool at the end of the bed and could not be worn any more. To her, this long skirt is really a timely help, just: "how can you have women's clothes here?"

Listening to her puzzled inquiry, Ouyang Shaochen Jun beauty face is slightly gloomy. She grabs her small hand and puts the long skirt into her hand. She says, "this is the new dress just bought from Yi Xiang Ge."

The long skirt has cool tentacles, smooth and soft as nothing. The fabric is excellent. Murong Xue skims her mouth, and the new clothes are new clothes. What can I do with such a big temper?

Light ink bamboo fragrance lingers all over her body, for a long time, she helplessly looks up to Ouyang Shaochen: "Ouyang son, I want to change clothes!"

"I know!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded.

Know you're not going out? Men and women are different. She doesn't want to change clothes in front of Ouyang Shaochen.

"You don't have to be so careful. My son is not interested in young and astringent girls!"

Qing Yue voice into the ear, Murong snow small face a black, grabbed the side of the soft pillow, hit Ouyang Shaochen: "where am I green?"

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