Chapter 1291 After feigning amnesia, my mortal enemy says he's my white moonlight (46)



Before long, she lowered her head and forcefully sealed the boy's slightly chapped lips.

Si Jin gave a muffled groan and instinctively hooked her arm around his neck.

She reached out to remove the red silk covering her eyes, but Sheng Linyuan grabbed her hands even faster and pulled them behind her back.

After an unknown amount of time, Si Jin felt some difficulty breathing, so she looked up and gently took a deep breath.

He didn't consider himself someone who couldn't breathe properly, yet he was always left dizzy and disoriented by the kisses from the little A Yuan of the other world.

That's not bad, though; he doesn't like partners who are weaker than him.

A clash between two strong competitors is more likely to lead to a lasting and enjoyable relationship.

Because of that upward movement, the red silk slipped uncontrollably from her eyes, brushed past her high nose bridge, and was about to fall.

But as soon as Si Jinwei opened her mouth, she gently bit the silk.

His red lips were slightly pursed, and a red handkerchief was held between his lips. Bathed in the bright moonlight outside, he appeared both aloof and enchanting.

Even the few glistening tears at the corners of her eyes, caused by fatigue, carried a seductive quality.

Sheng Linyuan's breathing became increasingly erratic. Before he could do anything, Si Jin let go, and the red silk fell gracefully into the hot spring.

But the aloof and alluring young man turned his head and glanced at him instead.

He was wicked and lazy, and apologized in a very irresponsible whisper.

"Ah Yuan, I couldn't catch it, what should I do... ugh..."

Help! He really couldn't stand that trembling voice filled with grievance.

Sheng Linyuan felt that he had probably gone mad.

How come his prim and proper demeanor makes every little movement so alluring?

… …

The water in the hot spring murmured softly. Si Jin didn't know when she fell asleep, only that when she woke up it was already the evening of the next day.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on his handsome face, and he moved slightly, feeling as if his whole body was going to melt.

My knees... were also badly red.

He grabbed a clean set of clothes, put them on, and released Xiao Yao.

After finishing the water, she chuckled as she looked at the hickey on her collarbone.

“The more I indulge him, the crazier he becomes.”

Xiao Yao was also fortunate enough to see the hickey, and couldn't help but hiss: "My lord, who says gods are without desire?"

"It's about being without desire." Si Jin retorted: "Look at these different worlds, in which instance was I the one who brought it up first?"

The little tiger scratched its head: "[This...that...it seems there isn't one!]"

Really not?

As Xiao Yao was recalling, she saw Mo Qi hurriedly push open the door.

"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened! A woman outside is causing a scene, claiming she's pregnant with your child. She's crying and demanding that you acknowledge it, and the whole neighborhood has gathered around."

"Really?" Si Jin wasn't in a hurry, and slowly put down her teacup. "What's your name?"

"Su Liuliu".

"Oh." It was the wife of the original owner's friend.

She ended up in a brothel and seduced the one from Nanyang.

Si Jin nodded and casually picked up a pastry left by Sheng Linyuan: "Let her make a fuss. It's a rare nice day, I'm going to go outside and soak up some sun."

Mo Qi was sweating profusely with anxiety: "Aren't you worried? The Grand Secretary is coming back!"

If he sees this, you might... be unable to get out of bed and attend the coronation ceremony the day after tomorrow.

"Yes," Si Jin smiled faintly, "we're just waiting for him to come back."

"Let's go to the gate of the government office and bask in the sun."

Si Jin insisted that a rocking chair be placed at the entrance of the mansion.

They set out desserts and ice cream, watching the woman's hysterical outburst as if it were a joke.

Su Liuliu had thought that such slander would at least make the usually elegant and charismatic Duke Liang show a hint of embarrassment.

So, full of confidence, he made a scene for half an hour, attracting neighbors and crying until his voice was hoarse.

But all hope and expectation shattered the moment they saw Si Jin's composure.

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