The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

Rong Qing was dressed as a woman, and her lips were covered with mouth grease, which left a mark on her neck.

The lights in the room were bright, and two shallow lip prints fell on the girl's neck under the bronze mirror, revealing a bit of ambiguity.

The girl's eyes swayed slightly, and then she lowered her head and wiped it silently with the handkerchief. I don't know if the quality of the fat was too good or what, but it only faded a little.

It was obviously just a lightly printed trace, but it was not wiped off immediately, but now it can't be wiped off.

"…"

Women will definitely like this kind of mouth fat, but the other party is a man.

Luo Ci closed her collar to prevent the maid from finding out that she had passed hot water, and she was able to wipe it off with hot water and fragrant pancreas in the bath.

When she slept at night, as usual, a small lamp was burning by the head of her bed, and she slowly looked at the book, but today she was a little uneasy.

She simply threw the book away, lay on the bed, and closed her eyes.

It was originally because of too much stress and poor sleep quality in these years, but now my brain is so awake that I have no sleepiness at all.

A very light sigh escaped from his lips.

The palm slightly touched the heart, and the heartbeat was the same as usual, slow and powerful, neither hurried nor slow, and there was a muffled sound.

The outside world did not bring any stimulus.

However, the brain is truly sober, allowing thoughts to flow chaotically.

No memory, no emotions, but heart palpitations from the depths of the soul.

People who are clear about their purpose, because they know where to go and what to do, even if they encounter pain and setbacks in the middle, they can go on unswervingly, and most of them end up suffering.

But there is no direction, no reason, but it is affected by it, but it is confusing, unable to solve, and unable to escape.

…

Autumn hunting day.

The princes, princesses and important officials of the court all participated. The emperor ascended the throne, and the half-brothers could not be the princes, but a few were still young. Although they were crowned kings, they were still looked after by the concubines. This time they also came together. .

The hunting ground has a two-day trip from the capital, and it has brought a lot of forces to protect it.

The princess ride in the carriage is more spacious and comfortable, and the soft couch is covered with soft fur, so she did not suffer too much.

In addition to the maids dressed up by Rong Qing, he also brought two maids who had served for many years, as well as some servants who needed to deal with daily life.

There have been no emergencies in the past two days, and the third prince of Daqi is still quite safe.

There are only a few princes and princesses who have not suffered much, who are slightly squeamish. They are not very favored and their status is not noble enough. Naturally, they will not be used as hostages when the palace changes. After being crowned a king, maybe his character has grown, but he can't bear the pain in his bones.

In contrast, Prince Da Qi has been instilled with the survival law of the survival of the fittest since he was a child, simulating the survival of beasts, which has no influence at all, but it is too cold-blooded.

Arriving at the hunting grounds, tents were erected, luggage was packed by attendants, and guards guarded the entrance of the tents.

Since it was already evening when we arrived, it was not suitable to hunt at night, so the emperor said a few words and let everyone rest, and then started hunting again the next day.

When washing in the evening, the original two personal maids were completely useless, and all the work was taken over by the pseudo maid Rong.

And the princess had no objection at all, and asked them to go to the tent next to them to rest directly.

It was a very unpleasant night of being forced to take a vacation.

They had a hunch that this was just the beginning.

The tent is not too narrow, it can accommodate getting out of bed and soft couch, as well as tables, chairs, cabinets, etc. Luo Ci sits at the table and eats snacks slowly. It is not suitable for eating greasy food.

Rong Qing was not around at this moment.

Not long after, he came back with two buckets of hot water. There was a screen inside the tent, and there was a tub inside.

After he was ready, he walked over to her and stared down at her, "Sister, the water is ready, I'll be watching at the door."

There was thin sweat on his face, and his eyes were full of sparkling light, looking at her silently.

Luo Ci also stopped him, but he insisted on doing it himself, and he couldn't beat him at all, as if this was an extremely important matter, and no one else could interfere.

She opened her lips and said, "Lower down."

Rong Qing lowered his head very meekly, his body reacted faster than his brain, even though he didn't know what she wanted to do.

She pinched the silk handkerchief and reached out to gently wipe the sweat off his face for him, her lips slightly curved upwards, and her delicate face was serene and gentle, "You have worked hard today."

He froze in place.

She felt that at this moment, she was like a virtuous wife. Her husband was tired. He held his handkerchief and thoughtfully wiped his sweat for him, and spoke softly.

Obviously there was no progress, and it gave him such an illusion.

Such behavior does not belong to the normal behavior of the relationship between men and women.

Such thoughts flashed away, and he seemed to have seized some kind of opportunity, and when he thought of a certain possibility, a subtle joy appeared in his heart.

So, he held her hand holding the handkerchief, stared at her with dark eyes, and knelt down halfway, at the same level as hers, his clear and low voice was a bit difficult, "Why do you want to wipe the sweat for me?"

Slightly slender eyes, the same as in the past, hides stubbornness and stubbornness, and refuses to give up until he gets a reply.

Luo Ci looked back at him without hesitation, and said very calmly, "If I want to wipe it, I wipe it."

However, this kind of calmness is very pure, and there is never the slightest affection that resembles liking in his eyes.

This kind of purity made his heart half cold.

The previous joy was instantly vanished, a heart was lifted high, and then fell to pieces.

He pursed his lips, as always.

I found that the golden hairpin he put on her didn't respond, and he didn't respond when he kissed her lips that day. He was always calm, not shy, or angry and resisted.

He was very unwilling.

Rong Qing restrained the emotions in his eyes, "I'll go out and watch."

By the way, let the cold wind blow and calm down.

Luo Ci watched him get out of the tent, her expression unchanged, and walked towards the tub behind the screen, with the clothes he carefully prepared and put aside.

She didn't take a bath immediately, but scooped up some water, washed the handkerchief, and hung it on the shelf beside the screen before slowly taking off her clothes and walking into the tub.

…

The small sound of water splashes came from the tent, which made people unable to help but think about it. Rong Qing, who wanted to take advantage of the night wind to calm down for a while, was dashed.

He is already sixteen years old, and most men have already married at this age, and there are concubines and concubines like princes.

He is very repulsive of women other than her. In recent years, because of his desperate efforts to seek power, he has almost no contact with women, but he should understand.

Silently guarding outside the tent, not even allowing anyone to approach, not allowing others to hear the sound of water splashes, as long as someone approached, they would look over coldly, and the voice extremely coldly ordered them to leave.