Chapter 457: Do you have any shame? Do the soldiers under your command know that you are such a person?
If Lu Qingqing hadn't been warming the wine next door, I would have really wanted to give the bell to Lu Beiye as well. It's pretty good now.
The silver chain occasionally shone with starlight under the light, setting off Lu Beiye's healthy wheat-colored skin. The looming look was particularly tempting, coupled with Lu Beiye's extremely sad expression——
Both abstinent and unrestrained.
There is a feeling of wanting to say something but not being able to.
Wenjiu's eyes flickered, and the anger that was aroused by Lu Beiye gradually subsided. She reached out and took out a paper plum blossom from the vase on the bedside table and waved to Lu Beiye, "Come here."
Lu Beiye didn't know what Wenjiu was up to, but he still stopped and walked to the bedside and looked at her, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"It's just that the waist is missing some decoration."
As Wenjiu spoke, he reached out and hooked the chain around Lu Beiye's waist, forcing him to kneel on the bed with his legs wide open in a submissive posture, not forgetting to happily rub his waist and chest.
Just when Lu Beiye thought it was over, she wrapped her finger-like plum blossoms around his waist, patted his face with satisfaction, licked his lips with the tip of her tongue in a naughty manner, and said the words that Lu Beiye didn't want to hear the most.
"Go on!"
"Don't stop until I say so!"
Lu Beiye stared down at Wenjiu's face, his eyes as deep as a deserted primeval forest, full of danger and fatal attraction.
If it had been before——
He had already rushed over to warm the wine.
But this time he didn't dare.
After a long while, he took a deep breath, got off the bed and continued as Wen Jiu had said.
The red plum blossoms reflect the strong abdominal muscles——
The scene was damn tempting.
Not long after, Wenjiu's breathing became rapid, his body became restless, and he didn't dare to look at Lu Beiye anymore.
She gritted her teeth secretly.
Who is being tortured?
After enduring for about ten minutes, Wen Jiu couldn't bear it any longer and said, "Stop dancing. It's so bad that it hurts my eyes."
"Go to sleep!"
As she spoke, she climbed out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash her face with cold water. When she returned to the room, Lu Beiye had already taken off his clothes and changed into formal clothes.
He was stunned by the sight of Wen Jiu.
"Why are you wearing clothes?"
What is he doing dressed so conservatively at this late hour?
Lu Beiye said: "Go to sleep!"
Didn’t she let him sleep on the sofa?
Qingqing is still at home!
Can't he sleep naked?
"I'll put you to sleep and then I'll go out." Lu Beiye said as he picked up Wen Jiu horizontally and stuffed her into the quilt. He then lay down beside her and gently patted the quilt to put her to sleep.
I warmed up the wine, closed my eyes angrily, adjusted my breathing and prepared to go to sleep.
She didn't even chase him out but he still wanted to leave. He didn't listen to what he should listen to and listened to what he shouldn't listen to.
Go to sleep on the sofa!
Who cares about him!
The more I wanted to sleep, the more I couldn't fall asleep. I drank some warm wine and slept for half an hour, but my mind was still very clear. When I thought about what Lu Beiye had done, I couldn't help finding fault with him.
"You hurt me."
"You're so light I can't feel you."
"Don't breathe into my ear. Stay away from me. It's too noisy."
"How are you lying? The quilt is blowing in the wind."
…
For a whole half hour, Wenjiu kept provoking Lu Beiye, but Lu Beiye did everything as he was told without any impatience, patiently coaxing this little goblin who had been provoked by him.
But I couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard I tried.
Tossing and turning like a maggot.
Lu Beiye lowered his head and rubbed her lips, his tone both helpless and doting, "Little ancestor, if you don't want to sleep, let's talk."
Wenjiu Bailu glanced at Kitano and deliberately pinched the soft flesh of his lower abdomen with her feet.
"Who wants to talk to you?"
"If you want to sleep, go to sleep!"
Lu Beiye gasped in pain, grabbed Wenjiu's feet and pressed them against his chest, "Do you want to be a widow?"
Is that a place where things can get messy?
Wen Jiu curled his lips, deliberately irritating him, "It's hard to find a three-legged toad, but isn't it hard to find a two-legged man?"
"You are mine, who dares to follow you?"
After Lu Beiye finished his domineering words, he started to act coquettishly towards Wen Jiu, "Wife, please don't leave me!"
“I really know I was wrong.”
"If you don't want me, I won't live."
Warming wine: "..."
"Do you have any shame? Do the soldiers under your command know that you are this kind of person?"
Being coquettish in moderation is called interest.
If it goes too far, it becomes disgusting.
He is now the second type.
Seeing Wen Jiu's disgusted face, Lu Beiye quickly changed the subject, "I'll take you to see Grandpa Yang in a few days."
Her feet were still cold.
It felt as cold as a lump of ice on his chest.
Wenjiu had been clamoring that she was fine, and he was too busy to have time, so he had no choice but to let her be and take it easy.
Wen Jiu's face changed when he heard this, "I'm fine now, what are you looking at?"
"I won't watch!"
She felt sick at the thought of the days when she was dominated by the bitter black medicine.
Lu Beiye said, "I can let you do whatever you want with other matters, but this matter is non-negotiable. It's up to Grandpa Yang to decide whether you are okay or not."
Wen was drunk and didn't want to talk to him, so he punched him hard in the chest twice.
"I won't go!"
See what he can do!
Lu Beiye curled his lips, "Our mother said that if you don't listen to me and let me tell her, I really have no choice but to ask her to run a trip, but I think you are so filial, you don't want me to disturb our mother, right?"
Warming wine: "..."
“Ahhhhhh!”
She felt like she was going to die of anger.
"Why are you so tea?"
"I've seen tea lovers before, but I've never seen anyone as tea-loving as you. Have you eaten all the green tea in the world?" She said as she angrily pinched Lu Beiye's neck and shook him.
Lu Beiye asked curiously: "My tea?"
"What does this mean?"
Wen Jiu rolled his eyes fiercely, "He's just pretending to be innocent and trying to pass the buck!"
“So that’s how it is.”
“What a fresh word.”
Lu Beiye nodded, took the hand that was warming the wine from his neck and held it in his hand. After checking that it was fine, he said, "Don't pinch it, or you'll get angry again if you damage your nails."
She treasures her nails so much that they are as precious as her eyes. She asks Lu Beiye to trim them for her regularly every week.
If he cuts it badly, he will be scolded.
Sometimes in bed she got so excited that she scratched him and broke her nails, and he would be scolded.
It's all his fault.
There's nothing wrong with his cuteness.
Wen Jiu said unhappily: "Am I so easily angered and unreasonable? You make me sound like a temper tantrum." After she finished speaking, she continued to retract her feet into Lu Beiye's arms to let him warm them while sighing comfortably.
The human heater is really useful.
Lu Beiye said lovingly, "No, it's me who loves to get angry, I'm a stingy person."
“Very self-aware.”
Wenjiu glanced at Lu Beiye, put his hands in his armpits to warm them, and hung on him like an octopus.
Lu Beiye had already gotten used to sleeping with this lump of ice in his arms every day. He even took the initiative to adjust her to a warmer position, and leaned close to her ear to whisper coquettishly.
"Wife..."
"I don't want to sleep on the sofa, and I can't sleep well without you next to me... Can you bear to see me being beaten for not having the energy for training tomorrow?"
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