my villain is too cute

Chapter 939 Spoiling the Prince (62)

At the same time, Shizi Mansion is peaceful and peaceful.

"I want that."

In the bedroom, Ruan Fang sat cross-legged on the bed, pointed at the clothes in the closet, and directed Han Jin to work.

Han Jin obediently took the clothes, folded them and put them in a big wooden box at his feet.

After that, she turned around and looked at Ruan Fang, waiting for his order.

Ruan Fang thought for a while, and a flash came to his mind, "Oh yes, there is also a quilt to bring, it is made by Mengze's Yunjin Silkworm, it is very expensive."

Han Jin nodded: "What else?"

"There are many more..." Ruan Fang stood up on the bed, looked around, and muttered, "I can't remember it for a while."

The two of them were preparing what to bring when they went to Beiqi in a few days.

It can be as short as a few months, or as long as a few years, and you have to bring a lot of things.

Han Jin put his arms around his chest, leaned against the cabinet, and suggested: "You should not only take a small part, but you can buy the rest on the way."

"No." Ruan Fang refused, "There are many things you can't buy."

Han Jin pursed his lips and could only let him go.

Ruan Fang looked around and pointed to the table by the window, "There is a box of incense under the table, take it with you too."

"it is good."

Han Jin went under the table to get the incense and put it in a wooden box. She supported the box with her hands and thought for a while: "Bao'er."

"Ok?"

"How about we clean it up tomorrow, it's late today."

Ruan Fang paused, thought for a while, looked at Han Jin, "Come here..."

"Why?" Although Han Jin asked, he came to the bed obediently, and then his body sank.

Ruan Fang wrapped his arms around Han Jin's neck, and wrapped his legs around her waist, and proposed uncertainly: "How about... we set off tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow?" Han Jin sat on the bed with his arms in his arms, rubbing his palms on his lower back, "Didn't you say it will be over in a few days?"

"It's okay to end today." Ruan Fang easily changed his decision.

"Let's go to the palace now."

Han Jin looked at him, pursed the corners of his lips, and began to move his hands: "It's so late today..."

Ruan Fang blushed, clutching the clothes on Han Jin's shoulders, annoyed, "You rascal!"

Han Jin raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

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When the two came to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Li Qing was falling asleep with his eyes closed.

He has been sleeping very lightly recently, and when the light came on, he opened his eyes. Just as he was about to scold, he saw two figures sitting beside him.

Ruan Fang flicked out the fire pocket, under the candlelight, his skin was as white as jade, and the delicate lines of his side face, under the candlelight, were so beautiful that they were not real.

Li Qing was in a daze, and almost thought he saw that woman.

"woke up?"

Ruan Fang propped his chin with one hand, turned to look at Li Qing who was lying on the bed, with a light smile in his almond eyes.

Li Qing supported the bed with his elbows, "How did you come in?" He spoke weakly, clearly aware of the panic in his heart, Li Qing shouted outside: "Come here!"

Sure enough, no one came in.

Ruan Fang was always calm and gentle, with a strategizing posture.

Seeing Li Qing struggling to death, he shook his head, turned around and looked at the candlelight, and said with a light smile, "This is retribution."

Li Qing froze.

Reflected by the candlelight, the young man's Moran eyes flickered with dim light and shadow, Ruan Fang took something out of his sleeve.

It was a small porcelain jar. He opened it and poured the white powder inside over the candle.

(End of this chapter)