Chapter one hundred and twenty-eight

Night is approaching. Anping Yanxuan sat in the pile of passbooks, writing hard. Cinnabar ink, circles, circles, bright red dazzling. Someone pushed the door and entered, his footsteps seemed to be light, but there was a ring bell on his body. Emperor Yan frowned: "How many times have I said that I don't want to eat, drink water, hire people to serve me, and don't come in again!" A chuckle, such as the spring water dripping on the jade jade exquisite, then the soft and beautiful voice repeated his last sentence: "Don't come in again?" Anping Yanxuan was surprised. Looking back, he saw Bai Mei dressed in white and smiling at the door. The door was wide open, but there was no one outside. He "Ceng" stood up, wanted to think, but sat down again, trying to calm himself, and asked, "Where are the guards and palace attendants guarding outside? Just let you in?" Bai Mei closed the door and replied: "There are not many places left in this world that can stop me... Don't worry, Xuan Xuan, just let people order their acupuncture points and can't die... My people are outside. Guard, absolutely safe." "You, you..." "What happened to me?" She turned her head sideways and looked like an innocent stall: "I told Xuan Xuan I was coming tonight..." "But..." "However, Xuan Xuan... forget it if you refuse to withdraw the guards in advance..." Bai Mei sighed and folded his fingers and twisted up a passbook: "I'm here, haven't you finished approving your passbook yet?" "A lot..." He was puzzled, then frowned again: "Who knew you would be so early? Can't you wait for a while?" "I can't wait." She smiled, approached, and touched the neckline of Anping Yanxuan with her finger. "I heard that Your Majesty is diligent, going to bed late and getting up early, sometimes only resting for two hours, which is not enough to satisfy me." "But..." "No but oh ~" she leaned over, gently tapped on his lips, whispering: "Do you know? As I said, if I want to continue to do things with peace of mind, I should always be given some sweetness, not 'But'..." His body leaned back unconsciously, his eyelashes trembled and closed, his Adam's apple slid, and he spit out words with difficulty: "Yes, I promised, tonight, whatever you want." "Tonight?" She closed her lips slightly, with some sweet and greasy nasal sounds. The warm breath made Anping Yanxuan tremble. "... every night." It's like accepting fate. Meet obediently. Bai Mei smiled, kissed his lips, flexibly picked out the opening of his clothes with his fingers, untied the tangled strap, slipped in with his palm, and rubbed his body gently and provocatively. His breathing became heavy, and he pinched his fingers subconsciously, trying to push her away. She sipped her lips, retreated, and watched him struggle to stand up with his soft body, stumbling and knocking over a stack of memorials. "What's the matter?" She didn't help him, just looked intently at his purples and asked. "No, not here..." he looked up at her with a slight plea. Bai Mei smiled, hugged her Xuan Xuan, and took him to the inner bed. Intertwined, even if it is not a fire, it is also a fire. Hehe. ... "Well..." ... "Aha..." ... "No, don't... don't..." ... "Don't stop... please... um..." ... "Please... oh..." ... "... May! Oh, my..." The sound poured into the innocent black Xuan's ears standing at the door, and she couldn't help blushing. Strong restrained his desire to cover his ears and looked around. Bai Mei asked her to keep the safety here. She did not dare to be careless. Beside Heixuan, someone was sleepy and askew on the ground, frowned, opened his lips, and fell asleep. She suddenly felt a little lonely and slightly lost her mind. "Squeak …"-the sound of the door being pushed open. She was suddenly surprised, turned around in a hurry, and then reacted. The ambiguous moan in the room had disappeared. "Black Xuan." Bai Mei leaned lazily against the door frame with a smile. He didn't mind his loose and messy suit. He also made a wrong belt. While combing his scattered black hair, he asked: "How long is it before dawn?" "There are still three hours before dawn..." she replied. Bai Mei hesitated a little and then said, "Come in!" Black xuan frightened, dazed leng froze. Bai Mei stared at her helplessly: "What are you thinking? Come in and help me grind ink! There are candles that are almost burning out. Find some more and give them some." Grinding ink? Light a lamp? Bai Mei was sleepy in the middle of the night, but he still stayed up and tossed. He also felt that there was something wrong with him and he couldn't think of it. But... at the thought of Anping Yanxuan, who was extremely tired and sleepy in the inner room, she felt her heart softening at an incredible speed. I don't care about lighting a lamp and cooking oil. Hehe. I'm throwing caution to the wind. She blinked and smiled, just in time to let Anping Yanxuan have a look tomorrow morning. In the past five years, she has practiced very beautifully when the spider crawled the same calligraphy as Xiao Mao.