Tsing Yi Dance: Apricot Blossom Sky Shadow

After repeating this for several times, the troupe master didn't dare to run away anymore, and angrily wondered if Tsing Yi was playing tricks, but he kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"I don't know what kind of hero it is, please spare the villain, I really don't know where the villain offended the hero."

Dealing with a villain like the theater troupe leader, Jun Mohan, is really boring. If he hadn't slandered Tsing Yi like that, he wouldn't be worthy of doing it himself.

The figure was shaking in the distance, and Jun Mohan knew that the guards of the palace must have heard the movement and rushed over. He jumped off the rockery, stepped on the head of the troupe master, and jumped up to the roof on the other side of the corridor with his strength.

Leave a cold voice, "If you don't want to die, just keep your mouth shut!"

"Yes, yes, the villain absolutely dare not say a word."

The troupe leader, who was obviously scared out of his wits, didn't know what he was doing, knelt there and kowtowed to the rockery.

"Who is there!...Huh? Isn't this the troupe owner of Xinghuayuan? How did it become like this?"

"It's all right, it's the villain who accidentally fell down while walking..."

The theater troupe leader, who had already been surrounded, stared blankly at the guards, his eyes were straightened, and he dared not tell the truth.

Jun Mohan on the roof in the distance sneered disdainfully, today is considered cheap for the troupe owner.

Back in Tsing Yi's room, Jun Mohan thought that Tsing Yi might not have come back, but he didn't expect Tsing Yi to sit in front of the dressing table in a daze, neither removing makeup nor changing clothes.

"Tsing Yi, Tsing Yi?"

Jun Mohan didn't even see Tsing Yi's response when he called twice, so he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Tsing Yi's eyes, and Tsing Yi regained consciousness like a dream.

"Huh? Are you back?"

"What are you thinking? Can you tell me?"

Tsing Yi's empty eyes made Jun Mohan's heart tighten inexplicably, he raised his legs and sat on the dressing table to look at Tsing Yi.

With snowy skin and red cheeks, bright autumn eyes, Tsing Yi with a hint of sadness is lovely, Jun Mohan regrets that he sat opposite Tsing Yi, facing such a beautiful woman, Jun Mohan's desire to protect Tsing Yi began to stir again.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."

Tsing Yi glanced at Jun Mohan, unwilling to say more.

He was indeed tired this time, not only physically but also mentally. He asked himself that he hadn't done anything to hurt others since he came here, so how could he be hated by others and say that he left?

Jun Mohan can naturally guess something from the conversation between Tsing Yi and the troupe owner just now, but he doesn't understand why Tsing Yi has such an expression. Could it be that he is so reluctant to part with Xing Huayuan?

Jun Mohan got up and came to Tsing Yi's side, pulled out a hairpin and said, "Then let me remove this headdress for you!"

"Ah."

Surprisingly, Tsing Yi did not refuse, but nodded in agreement.

This surprised Jun Mohan, he couldn't help but look at Tsing Yi in the mirror again, opened his mouth, and swallowed the words that came to his mouth because of Tsing Yi's expression.

It was late at night, and Tsing Yi was going to ask Jun Mohan to study the landscape map on his back again, but Jun Mohan refused.

"It's too late today. You have to sing for the sixth prince's birthday tomorrow, so let's forget about it today."

Jun Mohan tidied up the mattress, and said to Tsing Yi who had just finished bathing and changed his underwear over there.

Tsing Yi thought about it for a while and didn't refute. After fastening the belt of her middle coat, she was about to climb on the bed, but Jun Mohan grabbed her arm.

"Wait, your hair is still wet, if you don't dry it, you will inevitably get a headache." Jun Mohan frowned.

But Tsing Yi's eyes were staring with sleepiness, and after looking at Jun Mohan for a long time, he realized what the other party was saying, and murmured dissatisfiedly: "But I'm sleepy, I want to sleep."

Some red eyes looked at Jun Mohan innocently, Jun Mohan couldn't find any reason to refute, sighed, he pulled a dry towel and said to Tsing Yi: "You can sleep on my leg first, I'll dry your hair for you."

Jun Mohan raised his legs and sat sideways on the head of the bed, patted his thigh and said with a warm smile.

Tsing Yi looked at Jun Mohan's thigh, seemed hesitant and seemed to be in a state of distress, he reacted slowly and lay down with one side of his body pillowed on Jun Mohan's thigh.

Tsing Yi's obedience made the smile on Jun Mohan's lips even more dazzling, and his slender, white hands gently unfolded the handkerchief to wrap all of Tsing Yi's hair inside, and wiped it carefully bit by bit.

The gentle movements carried a hypnotic magic power, causing the already sleepy Tsing Yi to snore lightly very quickly.

The movements of Jun Mohan's subordinates were more gentle, and occasionally his fingers were entangled with Tsing Yi's hair, but he didn't dare to make any big movements, and he untied it little by little.

The black hair was wrapped around his hands, carrying a strange feeling.People say that the ten fingers connect to the heart, and the hair wrapped around the fingertips seems to be connected to the atrium through the touch of the skin.

This made Jun Mohan not want to untangle the entangled hair so quickly, and wanted to just be entangled by Tsing Yi's hair.

Gathering his fingers, Jun Mohan held Tsing Yi's hair tightly in his palm, and the delicate touch made people feel pity.

Tsing Yi seemed to be restless in her sleep, her delicately trimmed brows were slightly frowned, and her powerful and sometimes confused eyes were guarded by long eyelashes.

Jun Mohan couldn't help brushing his pink and jade-carved cheeks in Tsing Yi with his hand, and said silently: "I will definitely keep you safe."

I don't know whether it was Jun Mohan's touch or his voice that disturbed Tsing Yi, Tsing Yi turned over uneasily, and the hair wrapped around Jun Mohan's fingertips was pulled tight instantly.

Jun Mohan was startled, and hurriedly sent his hand in the direction of Tsing Yi.Even so, Tsing Yi still scratched the root of the hair that was pulled, muttered something, and fell asleep again.

With this sudden incident, no matter how attached Jun Mohan was to the feeling of Tsing Yi's hair wrapped around his fingers, he quickly untied it.

Gently picked up Tsing Yi's head and pulled the pillow over. Just when Jun Mohan was about to put Tsing Yi's head in place to tuck him in the quilt, his neck tightened and he was hooked by the drowsy Tsing Yi.

"Weiwei, why don't you turn off the lights? Stop playing, go to sleep!"

Mumbling, Tsing Yi's arms tightened again and pulled Jun Mohan towards him again.

Jun Mohan's body froze, and he squinted his eyes when he was stunned there, and his warm smile just now turned into a cold wind in an instant.

Who is Weiwei?He must have heard correctly again!

Why would Tsing Yi call this person's name in his sleep? From Tsing Yi's sleep talking, it is not difficult to hear that he has a close relationship with this Weiwei, which is unusual.

Xu Shiqingyi tugged twice but didn't see the other party lying down. He tugged at Jun Mohan's lapel again in a daze, and murmured dissatisfiedly: "Cold~cold~......"

No matter how many doubts and anger, under Tsing Yi's almost coquettish tone, Jun Mohan finally sighed and flicked his fingers to extinguish the candle, and lay down beside Tsing Yi with his clothes on.

As soon as Jun Mohan lay down, Tsing Yi rubbed his head over, pulled his arm and arched it, found a comfortable position for himself, and fell asleep with his arms on his pillow.

Jun Mohan only felt that a certain tendon on his forehead was twitching, the more intimate Tsing Yi was to him in his sleep, the more he felt like an embroidery needle swallowing in his heart.

It made him wonder if it was good or bad for Tsing Yi to be so close to him, and looked down at the little man in his arms, Jun Mohan was full of helplessness.

This night, Jun Mohan is destined to be unable to sleep, it seems that he needs to check the people around Tsing Yi, the most important thing is that he needs to know who this Wei Wei is.