The devil respects the generation guide, and my sentinel loves brainstorming.

Yu Weining's face turned red: "This, this is -"

"No wonder he got beaten."

Ning Zhiyuan looked over and saw the third prince being dragged away by the emperor's ankles.

The emperor tilted his head and smiled at them, then kicked the third prince.

The third prince screamed "Ouch".

Ning Zhiyuan smiled ambiguously: "The third prince has that intention for you. Do you need me to cover for you?"

Yu Weining was a little anxious, something was wrong! Ning Zhiyuan must be jealous!

"Don't get me wrong, he's just for the two of us!"

After saying that, Yu Weining turned into cooked shrimps: "I, I don't have to, I'll lay the floor! Don't be afraid!"

Ning Zhiyuan burst out laughing. Who is scared? He stuttered when he spoke.

He took a step forward and took the box from Yu Weining's hand.

Yu Weining's cranial nerves automatically braided in his brain.

Why did Ning Zhiyuan take this thing away?

Why?Why?Why?

What is he going to do? What is he going to do? What is he going to do?

Yu Weining tightened his clothes and stuttered: "I, I can't do that, that kind of thing to you!"

"What kind of thing is that?"

Ning Zhiyuan put his hands behind his back, leaned forward slightly, raised his head slightly, and looked at him with a smile in his eyes: "You seem to be thinking about colorful things in your mind."

Yu Weining took a step back and leaned against the door, as if his heart was beating out of his chest.

So close, so close that he could smell the scent of shower gel on the guide.

A little sweet and milky.

He quickly shook his head in denial: "I didn't, I didn't think about anything! I went to take a shower first!"

After saying that, Yu Weining bypassed Ning Zhiyuan and rushed into the bathroom.

The scent of water vapor and shower gel still lingers in the bathroom.

Yu Weining saw her red cheeks and panicked eyes in the mirror.

It seems difficult to maintain the status quo...

Ning Zhiyuan is so good at flirting.

Yu Weining wiped her face, took off her clothes and stood under the shower.

Hot water at a suitable temperature could not calm his complicated emotions.

Thinking that the small box was still in Ning Zhiyuan's hand, Yu Weining felt that the temperature on her face seemed to be hotter than the bath water.

Ning Zhiyuan browsed the campus forum for a while, watched the real-time updates, and wandered around in the short videos.

The bathroom door isn't open yet.

Even if you take a brush and brush the seams between your toes twice, it won't take that long, right?

Ning Zhiyuan knocked on the door, and the sound of water inside covered up the knocking.

He opened the door a crack, put his face against the crack and shouted, "oi~oi~oi~Oi, have you finished washing?"

"I'm ready! Close the door quickly!" Yu Weining was startled and reached for the towel before the water could be turned off.

When he reached the towel, he touched the soap to the ground with his elbow and stepped on it.

Play slippery.

There was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground in the bathroom.

Ning Zhiyuan pushed the door open: "Old Yu! You fell down - ah! Oh, let me go! Such a good idea? It's really irritating to compare people to each other."

Yu Weining sat on the ground with a towel on her head and her legs spread apart.

The soap that originally slid to the door under the force was pushed back to Yu Weining's feet by the door being pushed open.

Ning Zhiyuan blinked, and the sentry's expression in front of him seemed to be broken.

He grabbed the bathrobe and covered it on Yu Weining, stepped forward to pick it up (crossed out), picked up Yu Weining, rushed out of the bathroom, and placed him gently on the bed.

Yu Weining: I really want to close my eyes peacefully and live on another planet.

Ning Zhiyuan asked with concern: "Is it broken? Is there a doctor in the palace?"

"fine……"

Yu Weining grabbed Ning Zhiyuan's sleeve: "I'm fine, don't go out, don't call anyone."

"As long as it's okay, don't worry. I'll forget everything you saw today as soon as I slept. Don't even think about silence."

Ning Zhiyuan sat down by the bed, and while talking, he opened the bedside table and rummaged around: "Isn't there a hair dryer?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a green...frog head appeared on the wall above his head?

The frog opened its mouth and blew out hot air with the sound of "croak, croak, croak".

This was a voice-controlled croaking frog that the emperor had specially installed for Yu Weining to mock him for being an older single.

Yu Weining: =-=……

Ning Zhiyuan: (*@o@*) This hair dryer is so cool!

Yu Weining glanced at Ning Zhiyuan carefully and found Ning Zhiyuan's bright eyes staring at the hair dryer above his head.

Two big words were written on his face: I want.

The embarrassment of being looked down upon after falling suddenly disappeared.

"If you like this, I will install one at home."

Ning Zhiyuan: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

Yu Weining moved, feeling like air was leaking from everywhere.

As soon as he lowered his head, a bathrobe was wrapped around him.

Ning Zhiyuan thoughtfully pulled the quilt to cover him: "If I had a figure like yours, I would wear a vest every day and walk around."

He also has muscles, and is relatively slim overall.

He just couldn't develop muscles like Yu Weining's that felt bouncy and looked thin when dressed and fleshy when undressed.

Yu Weining's hands wrapped in the quilt paused.

Give up the idea of ​​wrapping yourself into a silkworm chrysalis.

"Please, please bring me my pajamas."

Ning Zhiyuan's pajamas are long-sleeved and long pants.

Yu Weining's...is a silk nightgown.

Ning Zhiyuan threw his nightgown to Yu Weining and turned around consciously.

Alas, this sentinel is too easily shy.

Everyone is male and afraid of balls.

Yu Weining put on her nightgown and folded the front.

All I can say is that it is of little use.

The belt is tightly tied, and the chest has a large V-neck, which is directly exposed to the belly.

He rubbed his forehead and decided to go to the closet to find the clothes he had left in the palace.

It doesn't matter if it's a T-shirt or a shirt, but he doesn't want to wear this nightgown anyway.

The closet was empty except for a note.

[You haven’t lived in the palace for several months. I’ve given you clothes to dry. You’re welcome.

——by: I love you, uncle. 】

Yu Weining:...

Uncle's love is like a landslide.

"Have you changed it?"

Ning Zhiyuan turned around when he heard the movement and whistled: "Your figure is really enviable."

Yu Weining didn't know for a moment whether she should cover it up or just show it openly...

exhibit?

What to show?

What's going on in his mind? !

Ning Zhiyuan stretched out and sat on the edge of the bed, tilting his head and looking at Yu Weining who was petrified on the spot.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

It looked like something was wrong with his brain.

"fine!"

Yu Weining insisted that she was fine, lifted the quilt and got into bed.

The sheets are a little damp.

When Ning Zhiyuan carried him to bed, he was covered in water and had not been wiped dry.

The scene in the bathroom kept replaying in my mind.

Yu Weining's expression stiffened again.

He closed his eyes and lay straight on the damp sheets.

Ning Zhiyuan opened his mouth, wanting the person sleeping next to the bed to lean in.

The bed is estimated to be over three meters wide.

Forget it.

I don’t know what kind of shame Yu Weining is causing.

Maybe he was still upset about being seen in embarrassment about falling.

My ears were so red that they were almost bleeding.

It's rare to find someone so thin-skinned.

Ning Zhiyuan leaned on the bedside and ate melon in the campus forum with relish.

On the other side, the queen mentioned to the emperor that she had taken away all Yu Weining's clothes in advance and asked someone to prepare two sets of pajamas.

He never mentioned the note he left in the tone of an emperor.

Anyway, she and the emperor were husband and wife, so it was normal for the emperor to take the blame.