Chapter 143 Song Yuezhong escaped and was discovered

Su Yuan pursed her lips, glanced at the man's back, and agreed helplessly:

"Well, be careful. If anything happens, don't be embarrassed and call me."

Upon hearing this, Song Yuezhong uttered "hmm" in a low and slow voice and stopped talking, continuing with his work.

The sound of water behind the screen gradually stopped.

Su Yuan separated the orange flesh from the orange peel in his palm and placed them neatly on a small white jade plate.

Then he looked up and wiped his hands slowly with a handkerchief, but his eyes were always focused on the man behind the screen.

Suddenly, there was a sliding sound as if someone's feet slipped, followed by the dull sound of knees hitting a wooden barrel, which prompted Su Yuan to quickly drop the handkerchief and walk inside.

Unexpectedly, the man behind the screen shouted in panic, stopping her from entering:

"No, don't come in."

Song Yuezhong inside must have noticed the abnormality in his voice, so he took a breath and said softly:

"It's just a bruised knee. There's no need for you to make such a fuss and come in to help him. You, go and prepare the ointment for me and apply it later."

Outside the screen, Su Yuan looked at his figure which was slightly bent due to pain, with his brows furrowed.

Then he thought about Song Yuezhong's temper. If he just barged in and saw him naked, he would probably be so ashamed and angry that he would explode.

She pursed her lips, shook her head, and sighed:

"Okay, I'll get you some ointment. Don't panic and put on your clothes slowly."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked inside, leaving Song Yuezhong alone behind the screen.

He covered his face with a flesh-like mask, then raised his hand to stroke the side of his face. He tilted his head, his deep eyes were tinged with a dark color, and he stared straight at Su Yuan's back as he left, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a cup of tea.

On the bed.

Su Yuan gently pulled down the man's trouser legs, glanced at someone in a light pink undershirt, and smiled.

Not to mention, Nan Chu's pink inner garment was worn by Song Yuezhong who wore dark clothes all day long.

Instead, it diluted the cold temperament that always surrounded him, and added a touch of charm and softness, making him appear both cold, arrogant, and lonely, yet also noble and gentle.

Inside.

Song Yue looked up at Su Yuan who was staring at her, then lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes hiding the reluctance in her eyes, and said lightly:

"I want to sleep on the outside so it's easier to go to the toilet at night."

Su Yuan glanced at him meaningfully, raised his chin slightly, pointed at the jade plate on the bedside, nodded and agreed:

"Okay, here, there are some oranges I just peeled on the table, eat them before you go to sleep."

Song Yuezhong walked past the woman and went to the outside to eat the orange slices in small bites. He wiped his hands with a handkerchief and turned to glance at Su Yuan who was already lying down.

He lowered his eyes and gently stroked the bulging belly. A flash of apology flashed across his eyes. He lifted the quilt and lay down under the light of the night pearl.

The night is deep and everything is silent.

In a dim room.

There was a blurry figure beside the bed, dressing gently, then he lifted the quilt and quietly slipped out of bed.

Just as he was about to put his feet into the shoes and felt a little excited, an arm suddenly stretched out from behind him and wrapped around the man's slightly thick waist.

Song Yuezhong's body stiffened, and his heart, which had been hanging in the air, suddenly dropped to its lowest point. He carefully held his breath and slowly turned his head to look back.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly saw an enlarged face of a woman, and Song Yue's center of gravity skipped a beat.

He turned his head hurriedly, pursed his thin lips, and explained in a low voice with a hint of nervousness in his tone:

"I, I want to go to the bathroom."

Su Yuan glanced at his face, which was still shaking with fear, and chuckled, then replied in a long tone:

"Okay, but—"

Her voice with a trailing tone made Song Yue feel flustered and cold sweat oozed from his neck.

Under the dim pearlescent light, a pair of slightly pink ears listened carefully to the woman's next words, and silently prayed in his heart that she did not doubt that he was going to run away.

However, the facts eventually disappointed him, because although Su Yuan's next remarks did not point it out directly, the meaning was very clear:

"But it's dark and frosty at night. It's not safe for you as a pregnant woman. How about I go with you? Hmm..."

Hearing this, Song Yuezhong's mood fell to the bottom. He closed his eyes irritably and said in a hoarse and slow voice:

"Let me go, okay?"

It’s true that he likes Su Yuan.

I even lay in bed for an entire afternoon, thinking about whether I should give it a try.

perhaps……

Can Su Yuanru, like his adoptive father, accept me?

But, but he had been pretending for too long.

He wore a mask for the first half of his life.

Suddenly you have to be honest with others.

He panicked and was afraid——

Especially after half a day of mental preparation, when I was just taking a shower, I accidentally caused Su Yuan to almost break in.

He subconsciously covered up the action.

This clearly shows that he cannot be honest!

not to mention……

Oh--

The royal family of Fengqi Kingdom has always regarded twins as an ominous sign.

How can we tolerate his existence?

Behind.

When Su Yuan heard him bring up the old story again, she half-sat on the bed, turned the man over, and looked carefully at the man's barely handsome face.

Then she met his sparkling peach blossom eyes with a gentle and inquiring look in them, leaned close to the man's face, and whispered:

"Although you haven't said it, I have a feeling that you have a secret in your heart. I want to know what it is that makes such a strong man like you feel hesitant and afraid?"

At this point, she paused, kissed Song Yuezhong's lips soothingly, and said softly:

"Although I wasn't curious at first, I just thought that I should keep this person by my side and let him take care of me, but people are made of flesh and blood after all. Even if I am cold-hearted, I have met a man like you who looks tough on the outside but is extremely soft and sensitive on the inside."

"I traveled thousands of miles to find you, pregnant with a big belly, but I still can't help but care about you and love you. Sigh..., right now I really want to figure out what is the mountain weighing on your heart?"

A gleam of tears welled up in Song Yuezhong's eyes, especially when she heard Su Yuan say that he loved her.

A surge of heat suddenly surged in his heart, and his pale lips trembled as he tentatively pressed against the woman's warm lips. He shrunk into her arms, his voice trembling and choking:

"Su Yuan, kiss me."

Above.

A hint of surprise flashed across Su Yuan's eyes, and he understood what he wanted to express, so he hugged the person and turned around.

She lowered her head slightly, and her lips, which were so hot that they seemed to melt a person, intertwined with the man's slightly cool lips.

One hand kept unbuttoning his somewhat messy clothes that he had just put on, and stroked the man's flushed and trembling body.

After a while, in the dim room, a woman's hoarse and lustful voice rang out:

"Is it really okay to be so sensitive?"

And the man's low, cold voice mixed with a hint of panting:

"Uh-huh……"