Chapter 160:

Su Mingjue felt that the corner of her mouth became wet and hot, as if she had touched something soft and watery.

Looking at Rong Zheng's handsome face, his eyes were instantly captivating.

Rong Zheng lay on Su Mingjue's body, staring at the attractive red spot in the eyebrows of the person in his arms. His heart was like thousands of ants biting and making a commotion. It was numb and numb, which made him unable to control himself for a moment.

She moved her lips and slowly moved closer. For a moment, the two of them seemed to be still while hiding in bed. There was only each other between their eyes. All the senses in the narrow space were amplified. Su Mingjue could hear each other's rapid breathing. The sound, and the softness that keeps getting closer.

The other person's jade-like face, because it was confined in a narrow space, and the air was not allowed to circulate, was covered with layers of fine beads of sweat, slowly flowing down from the brows, with a different kind of heart-stirring coldness. beautiful.

Su Mingjue's heart forgot everything because of his appearance at this moment. He stared blankly at the scene in front of him and was immersed in it, forgetting himself and resisting for a moment.

Seeing that he hadn't moved, Rong Zheng was about to take a step forward with his lips, grabbing the other person's face and trying to get closer.

However, at this time, there was a sound of scolding outside.

An old, muddy voice came from outside: "What are you guys doing sneaking around here?"

"Uncle, I...we found out that this husband is not very good."

Su Mingjue heard the voice outside. He woke up with a start, his face flushed slightly, his eyes darted to the side unnaturally, he moved his body to the left in embarrassment, shaking his body and rolling left and right.

In an instant, the ambiguous atmosphere gradually dissipated, and their lips separated in an instant.

Rong Zheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down, he looked away from Su Mingjue's face, his eyes sank, and then he pulled the bed pole he had grabbed before and started swinging it up and down.

After a while, there was another creaking sound in the room, and the charming feeling was less ambiguous.

When the uncle heard this, he glanced at them suspiciously and looked into the hole they dug. He saw the tents flying in the room and the bed boards creaking everywhere, so he immediately put them back.

He glanced at the few people who were eavesdropping and said, "Isn't this good? Just sit here and listen in the corner. If you interrupt the arrival of the Holy Son, I will take care of you."

Several people heard this with sarcastic expressions and argued in a low voice: "That's really not what happened just now."

My uncle tilted his beard and tilted his head at them, "Okay, I don't know what you guys are planning."

"Besides, this man must have looked young for the first time. You guys are like this." Staring like this, how can this man be so thin-skinned? Just let us go!"

The few people didn't dare to refute the elder's words. They lowered their heads and said, "Yes, uncle" and left together. .

After the uncle finished speaking, he touched his beard and looked into the hole again.

Seeing the red tent shaking and hearing a small whimper, he shook his head and said, "With such violence, the Holy Son may be coming soon. It seems that he has to start preparing for the baptism." After saying that, he headed towards Walk ahead.

After the two people in the room worked together to shake the bed for a while, they finally sent the group of people outside the room away.

Hearing the footsteps leaving, Su Mingjue finally relaxed. He lifted the quilt and took a deep breath.

Rong Zheng leaned on the bed rail and breathed while quietly looking at the smooth man in front of him. In order to confuse the eavesdroppers outside, his clothes were thrown out. At this moment, his upper body was not wearing any clothes. of.

The dim candlelight shone on him, giving off a faint and soft light, as clear and flawless as a fine jade. The hair on his forehead was a little messy because it had rolled around in the quilt, and he looked a little more well-behaved than usual. A little less cunning.

After Su Mingjue breathed for a while, he felt much more comfortable. When he noticed Rong Zheng's burning gaze, he came back to his senses slightly and gathered up the quilt to cover his exposed body.

Then he moved his butt in, trying to find a comfortable place to lean on. As he moved back, he felt something stuffed behind his butt. He then pulled it out with his hand. When he looked up, it was a white handkerchief. .

He raised his hand and was about to throw it away, but Rong Zheng stretched out his hand to stop him. "You can't just throw this handkerchief away."

Su Mingjue was stunned when he heard this, stopped and looked at him and said, "Why?"

Rong Zheng coughed lightly and explained, "This handkerchief may need to be used tomorrow."

After hearing this, Su Mingjue looked at the handkerchief in her hand and asked hesitantly, "Does it have any different uses?"

Su Mingjue looked at it for a while, but didn't notice that the thing in his hand was any different from the ordinary handkerchief. It's a little white, and it's a little out of place with the surrounding red decorations. After all, red things are used on wedding days.

Rong Zheng clenched his hands into fists and put them under his nose, with a slightly abnormal look on his face as he said: "This handkerchief is called Yuanyang Luohong Handkerchief."

Seeing that Su Mingjue still looked puzzled, Rong Zheng further explained: "It is used to test women on the wedding night. Red."

When Su Mingjue heard this, he immediately threw the veil aside. This ancient person was so... conservative and open-minded.

He felt embarrassed for a moment and dug his toes under the quilt.

After Rong Zheng finished speaking, he picked up the handkerchief again and said to Su Mingjue: "Give me a hairpin."

After hearing this, Su Mingjue took out a small hairpin from her hair and handed it over. Rong Zheng took it and scratched it with all his strength. He picked up his little finger and then dripped blood onto the veil.

Not long after, red blood flowers fell from the center of the white handkerchief, which was so bright that Su Mingjue looked a little embarrassed and sad.

He couldn't criticize this behavior, so he could only look away. Seeing that Rong Zheng had scratched his hand, he pulled his hand over and looked carefully, "This hairpin is very sharp. Did it hurt any deep part of it?"

Rong Zheng shook his head and stuffed the bloody handkerchief under his pillow, "It doesn't matter, it's just a shallow cut. It will scab over overnight."

Su Mingjue felt slightly calmer when he saw that the wound was not serious. , he looked around, yawned and said: "It's getting late, go to bed early!"

After saying that, he pulled the quilt and lay down.

Seeing that most of his body was covered with quilt, Rong Zheng pursed his lips and smiled, then pulled a corner of the quilt and lay down.

When he slept until midnight, Rong Zheng felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him, and he felt a little short of breath. He opened his eyes and looked in front of him.

Somewhat dumbfounded, Su Mingjue didn't know how to sleep. Most of her body was pressed against her, her hands were wrapped around his waist, and her face was pressed against his chest.

Rong Zheng tried to move a few times, but the other person realized that he had tightened his grip a little tighter, and gently rubbed his face against his chest.

Rong Zheng took a long breath, pulled his arms forward, hugged him and turned him forward. In an instant, Su Mingjue separated from him.

A small, porcelain-white face lay on his arm, with long eyelashes drooping down like a fan, as thick as clusters of small albizia flowers, and she was sleeping peacefully.

Rong Zheng lowered his head, his eyes full of warmth, his lips brushed across his soft and tender cheeks, and he kissed his bright red lips, bringing a sense of warmth and pressure on the other person's lips. Dissolve lightly.

It wasn't until he saw his man shrinking back that he let go of his lips.

She pulled the quilt that had kicked off his feet and covered him gently. Seeing that he was not sleeping peacefully, she put her hand pillow on his neck, hugged him sideways and closed her eyes to sleep.