Hibiscus Tent: The Prime Minister’s palm is reborn

The surprise was fleeting.

After Yu Wenjue finished speaking, he stared at her intently and was silent for a while.

Liang Huan didn't rush him and sat quietly waiting.

He always had something to say, she could feel it.

Yu Wenjue's dark eyes flashed with a look of struggle.

After a while, he said: "When we return to Lincheng, let's make up for the wedding, okay?"

He still didn't say anything.

Liang Huan was puzzled, what was it that made it so difficult for him to talk about it?

This is really not like his past style.

Liang Huan touched his face and looked at him with a smile: "Okay."

Yu Wenjue narrowed his eyes, retracted his arms, hugged her tightly, and kissed her temples gently with his lips.

Liang Huan pressed her face against his chest. He had been with her for so long, and she was willing to accompany him and wait for him.

She raised her face slightly and looked at him: "Sitting in a carriage with you like this, I suddenly thought of that night when you threw me out of the carriage unceremoniously."

As he spoke, he raised his palm and pointed it out to him: "Hey, this is the spot where a big piece of skin was scratched. I didn't feel it before, but after it got wet, it hurt!"

When Yu Wenjue heard what she said, he pinched her wrist and said with dark eyes: "Then - when you get off the car, will you throw me off too?"

Liang Huan sighed silently and put her arm around his neck: "Why did I throw you away? If you are injured, do you have to take care of me?"

She stared at him and sighed helplessly: "You're so stupid, I even brought my hand to your mouth, but you don't know how to give me a kiss?"

Yu Wenjue was stunned for a moment, lowered his dark eyes, and a red color appeared on his face.

"Are you... coaxing me?"

Liang Huan's eyebrows curved: "I want to make you happy——"

Before she could finish her words, she was pushed on her back by him.

Yu Wenjue leaned down and kissed her: "I am happy with you, so you are never allowed to leave me."

In his whisper, Liang Han felt that her waist had been tightly locked by a pair of hands, and his warm and soft thin lips moved beside her ear, leaving his exclusive mark inch by inch, declaring it over and over again. With love deep in my heart.

Liang Huan was itching to be kissed by him, panting slightly, and the tips of her ears turned red with embarrassment.

She sank into the thick soft blanket, and all her consciousness was concentrated on a string, which was very tight. His dense kisses were constantly playing with this string, making her tremble slightly, playing an ambiguous love music. .

Raindrops pattered on the roof of the car, and the temperature inside the car climbed higher and higher amidst each other's hot breathing.

The impetuous heat wave urgently needs an outlet.

She was like a budding flower, being opened up by him layer by layer until her body fully bloomed in his arms.

He stopped kissing and stared deeply at her.

Under this familiar yet unfamiliar gaze, Liang Huan's face burned and his heartbeat accelerated.

She had no choice but to close her eyes and lean into his arms. His hands stopped moving and he carefully held his smooth shoulders. He lowered his head and bit his red lips deeply.

Her slender arms gently caressed his scarred shoulders, responding to him warmly while protecting him lovingly.

He was trapped in the web of love and desire, unable to break free, gasping and kissing her lips, neck, chest...

All reason and worries disappeared without a trace in an instant in the lingering kiss. Desires that had been suppressed for too long and restrained for too long were cheering and roaring at this moment, so eager and eager.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning seemed to flash through the thick clouds, and his confused heart suddenly became clear for a moment. He suddenly raised his head and looked at her blankly for a while. But in the blink of an eye, there was regret, pain, and panic in his eyes. The next moment She closed her eyes and hugged her soft body tightly, not going any further.

"Huanwen, I still can't..."

He kissed her cheek, with unspeakable thoughts hidden in his foggy eyes. He lowered his eyes and pulled up the clothes he had peeled off, carefully wrapping her naked body.

Liang Huan tilted her head and stared at him quietly. In the past, Lu Xiu would push the envelope even further. Even if he restrained himself, he would always get some real benefits.

But now, this was extremely contradictory. She could feel his passion and desire. He couldn't wait to invade her, but when he almost crossed the bottom line, he would stop very rationally.

In the past, he didn't want to force her.

What now?

Are you... don't dare to have her?

Afraid that she is pregnant?

Liang Huan couldn't figure it out.

Yu Wenjue buried his head in her arms.

Liang Huan placed a kiss on the top of his head and gently stroked his back, as if comforting a helpless cub.

On the day we arrived in Lincheng, it was just when the clouds and fog dispersed. The heavy rain had just stopped, the moon was bright, and the wet evening breeze was cool, clear and comfortable.

Danxi Villa is not in a busy city, but in the suburbs.

Liang Huan lay in front of the window and enjoyed the beautiful scenery under the clear moonlight.

I have to say that this place is really suitable for a retreat.

Before the carriage arrived, Liang Han saw someone craning his neck waiting at the door.

Counting the days, this journey actually lasted ten days.

It's not that it's a long journey, it's actually a stop-and-go journey. Every time he sees a beautiful sight, he always accompanies her to enjoy it.

The carriage stopped, and Yu Wenjue took Liang Han's hand and got out of the car together.

As soon as he stood firm, someone rushed towards him, with tears on his fair face, the tip of his nose red, and a cry.

"lady!"

It's Guyu.

Yu Wenjue let go of Liang Han's hand.

Liang Huan took a step forward and patted her back gently.

After parting ways in Tongli Town, they never saw each other again.

Liang Huan smiled and took out a silk handkerchief to wipe her tears: "Thank you for your hard work these days."

Guyu shook his head vigorously, crying and laughing at the same time: "As long as Madam comes back safely!"

After saying that, she hurriedly stepped aside, and Nanny Xin was waiting somewhere with Xi'er in her arms.

Before Liang Huan could take a step, Aunt Xin had already brought Xi'er to her.

"Ma'am, look, has the queen grown up?"

Liang Huan took it carefully and saw the soft and fragrant baby. She blinked her dark eyes and looked around curiously. When she suddenly saw the person in front of her, she was stunned. She flattened her mouth, wanting to cry but not crying. Cute and pitiful.

Liang Huan lowered his head and kissed her on the face, feeling sour and weak in his heart.

It was at this moment that I couldn't help but shed tears.

I can’t tell whether I feel sad because I escaped death, or I feel sad when I recall that all the old friends who accompanied me in Nancheng Palace died...

Seeing the person in front of him crying, the little guy opened his eyes wide, raised his short arms, and touched her wet eyes.

Yu Wenjue put his arms around Liang Huan's shoulders. Liang Huan turned her head and looked at him, then looked at Xi'er, then turned her hand and stuffed Xi'er into his arms.

Yu Wenjue had never held a child before, so he was caught off guard and took over the soft little ball. He was at a loss. Aunt Xin and Gu Yu were afraid that he would accidentally drop the queen, so they hurriedly protected him, watching and giving instructions.

Liang Huan looked at his stiff and clumsy look and just wanted to laugh. Then he tilted his head and his eyes met the other child.

Bai Lu led him two steps forward.

Liang Huan knelt down and touched his little head: "Axin, do you still recognize me?"

Gao Xin hesitated and nodded: "Empress Eying."

Liang Huan shook his head, glanced at Yu Wenjue, and said to Gao Xin: "From now on, just like Xi'er, call me A Niang, okay?"