I don’t know if it’s because so many things happened today, but Sang Liwan didn’t feel sleepy for a while.
Either General Sang's mistress was actually a spy arranged by Chen Yan, or he himself was poisoned by whom at some unknown time.
Or maybe Jun Moyi had a master who appeared out of nowhere.
It was all new and unprepared for her.
She tossed herself around in bed like a fried egg for a long time, then couldn't help but stretch her head to look at Jun Moyi.
"Jun Moyi, are you asleep?"
Sang Liwan called Jun Moyi softly, but heard no response.
She found that the man was still lying straight in the same position as when she looked at him just now, and it seemed that he was really asleep.
Sang Liwan couldn't help but sigh.
[You're so carefree, you can actually fall asleep like this. ]
[But think about it, he's been through countless thrilling things since he was a child. How could he take such a small thing seriously?]
I really don't know how he grew up to where he is today.
It was not until the moon was at its zenith that Sang Liwan felt a little sleepy. He closed his eyes, rubbed himself comfortably on the quilt, and then fell into a deep sleep.
When her breathing became steady, Jun Moyi, who she thought had already fallen asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.
Hearing that his ears finally quieted down, Jun Moyi pressed his eyebrows, with a complicated emotion in his eyes.
He didn't expect that at this time, this girl still had the mind to feel sorry for him.
What a strange girl.
Although she didn't say anything about Tosang Liwan's service, she had a lot of thoughts in her mind, which she kept muttering to herself all night long.
Jun Moyi could only be forced to listen.
When he heard her worrying about her health, he realized that no matter how calm she appeared, she was still just a little girl after all. How could she really ignore such a matter of life and death?
Jun Moyi turned his head and looked at Sang Liwan, with a mixture of emotions in his eyes, which eventually turned into pity for her.
Maybe it was because he knew he was poisoned and was feeling uneasy, but Sang Liwan felt that his sleep was not very peaceful. Even when he fell asleep, his brows were still slightly furrowed.
It was not until a faint fragrance of grass and trees wafted into her nose and her whole body seemed to be tightly wrapped in warmth that her mind finally relaxed completely, and even her brows relaxed.
The next morning, Sang Liwan felt a warm breath blowing on the side of his face, which made him feel a little itchy.
She subconsciously raised her hand to grab it, but her arm seemed to be restrained by something and she could not lift it up.
"hiss……"
A faint inhalation sound reached his ears. Sang Liwan was stunned for a moment and opened his eyes in a daze.
All I see is white.
And his waist was being restrained by a strong force.
[Wet dream?]
[Sang Liwan, you are so shameless! Can't you just let him go for one day?]
"woke up?"
A lazy voice rushed into his ears, and Sang Liwan, who was originally spitting on himself, stopped instantly.
She was stunned for a moment, then moved carefully, only to find herself lying in Jun Moyi's arms.
Now, she finally understood where the warmth she had been feeling in her dreams last night came from.
It would be strange if it wasn't hot if we hugged each other like this!
Sang Liwan wanted to sit up, but Jun Moyi held her too tightly and she couldn't move at all.
Jun Moyi has always been a light sleeper, and he would wake up as soon as the person in his arms moved slightly.
He lowered his head and met Sang Liwan's gaze.
Seeing the surprise and disbelief in the woman's eyes, Jun Moyi joked in his heart, but deliberately put on an innocent look on his face.
"I didn't know Wanwan actually liked sleeping in the same bed with me so much."
"I'm not without you, don't talk nonsense!"
Sang Liwan was anxious to refute, but at the same time he felt his scalp tingling.
Because she found that this was not her big bed, but the soft couch that Jun Moyi lay on, which she asked Qingshui to add.
Although the couch was not small and was more than enough for one person, it would be a bit crowded for two people, so the two of them were almost lying sideways and fitting tightly together.
The posture of the two people could be considered intimate contact. Sang Liwan felt that he could even feel Jun Moyi's heartbeat like a drum.
If it had been the previous two times, Sang Liwan could have reluctantly explained that he was not used to sleeping on the floor and was reluctant to leave the comfortable big bed.
But what should she say now?
Explain why he abandoned the big bed that she had been longing for for a long time and instead lived on this small couch?
The more Sang Liwan thought about it, the more confused she felt. She couldn't help but look up at Jun Moyi.
Apparently, the other party was waiting for her explanation at her leisure.
The look on his face clearly meant, I'm already sleeping here, why don't you let me go?
But Sang Liwan had nothing to explain. She was so flustered that she even forgot that the other person's arm was still across her waist.
Jun Moyi's eyes were gloomy.
He didn't think much of it when he looked at her on weekdays, but now that he really touched her, he realized that Sang Liwan's waist was soft and slender, like a willow branch, so soft that it seemed like it would break if touched.
The wonderful touch made him linger.
It was obvious that he was just afraid that she would fall, so he protected her in this way.
But Jun Moyi had to admit that at this moment, some other thoughts did flash through his mind.
Realizing this, he quickly looked away, fearing that the darkness in his eyes would scare the little rabbit in his arms.
The two of them remained in this position in silence for a while. Finally, Sang Liwan felt a little uncomfortable and gently poked his chest covered by his white inner clothes with her fingers.
[It feels good, I wonder what it looks like when I lift up the clothes? ]
Jun Moyi's breathing stagnated. She dared to think about it.
He lowered his head, his deep eyes filled with emotions, "Are you still reluctant to get up?"
Hearing his words, Sang Liwan raised her head suddenly and saw his thin lips slightly curled up, hiding a hint of teasing.
"Nonsense, I was the one being pinned down by your arm and couldn't get up."
Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, she saw Jun Moyi slowly raised his hands and waved them in front of her.
Sang Liwan blinked. "Take it away? When did that happen?"
She said it casually, and Jun Moyi actually thought about it seriously, "It's been a while."
At this moment, Sang Liwan jumped up from the couch and returned to his own big bed.
But strangely, the big bed I had been dreaming of didn't seem particularly comfortable at the moment...
Sang Liwan had not seen Shang Zhou until Jun Moyi returned from court. Instead, Jun Moyi brought back a bottle of small pills and told her to take two pills a day to suppress the toxicity, and remember not to let anyone see it.
Sang Liwan nodded, indicating that she understood.
I was poisoned silently, and no one knows what other tricks that person has up his sleeve, so it's better not to alert the enemy.
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