The father-in-law shook his head helplessly and did not expose their intentions.
Song Wenjing walked towards the inner room with ease. The mess from last night had been cleaned up, and the person on the bed had changed into a white dress.
After seeing the little woman lying on the bed with her back to him, Song Wenjing pursed his lips. The memory of last night emerged in his mind, and his body instantly became restless again.
Song Wenjing forced himself to suppress the restlessness in his body and walked to the bedside.
He waved his sleeves and was about to wake up the person on the bed when Jiang Jingyu's slightly hoarse voice came into his ears.
"Qiu Shuang, what time is it?"
Song Wenjing's big hand was suspended in the air. He looked up at the sky outside and his voice was gentle.
"It's morning."
After the voice fell, Jiang Jingyu's body stiffened obviously for a moment, and then he sat up!
The horror on her face caught Song Wenjing's eyes, and the latter's hand froze in mid-air in an instant.
Jiang Jingyu hurriedly pulled a blanket over her and wrapped it around her. "Who are you? Why are you in my room?"
Without waiting for Song Wenjing to answer, Jiang Jingyu hurriedly shouted outside the door: "Qiushuang, Dongxu, hurry, go and call them..."
Before Jiang Jingyu could finish her words, the man put his fingers on her red lips, stopping her from speaking.
"Shh, don't panic, Ayu. I won't hurt you."
Jiang Jingyu's almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened. She raised her finger and pointed at Song Wenjing in feigned shock: "You, you, you are... Your Majesty?"
Song Wenjing held her slender fingers in his palm, with an indelible tenderness in his eyes.
"Ayu, it's me. That man last night... was also me."
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