Chapter 150 She Delights Me
Ji Weiming thought a lot in just a short moment.
Although the information Ye Xiaoman gave was very obscure.
But the most fascinating stage between men and women is the push and pull, the ambiguous feeling before the relationship is confirmed.
He made it clear that he had received her feelings.
He also noticed her hesitation, she must have just realized her feelings for him.
It doesn't matter. He should be more proactive. He will use his actions to show her that he is worthy.
He will also wait patiently for the day when she no longer hesitates.
At this stage, just enjoy the hazy ambiguity.
Ji Weiming completely turned against Ye Xiaoman.
Not to mention deceiving his royal brother, as long as she is willing to like him, he would even die for her.
He stared at Ye Xiaoman who was standing in front of him.
If he moved his knees slightly forward, he could touch her white gauze skirt.
His eyes could freely roam over her curves and her slender waist that could be held in one hand.
As long as he stretched out his hands, he could hug her delicate body and pull her to sit on his lap.
——There will be such a day.
He would wander around, all over her body, every corner.
Looking at her. In his palm.
trembling.
Made.
She screamed for mercy.
Ji Weiming concealed his eagerness and was agitated by his imagination, and only wanted to please Ye Xiaoman.
He took the initiative and said, "I will conceal your identity for you. After you enter the palace, I will do my best to protect you."
Once a man feels close to her, he will immediately change the way he addresses her from "you" to "you", showing intimacy with ulterior motives.
He also told Ye Xiaoman that Ji Wenyi wanted to assassinate her.
Ye Xiaoman cursed in her heart, Ji Wenyi, this poisonous snake, really wanted to kill her.
If she had not been quick-witted and predicted Ji Wenyi's prediction and called Ji Weiming in advance, she would probably have become a dead soul under the assassin's sword.
Meng Meng recorded another account for Ji Wenyi.
Ye Xiaoman tried her best to act innocent and recounted the conflict between them when Ji Wenyi came to pick up the bride. She twisted the matter into Ji Wenyi being indifferent to human life and wanting to murder her because he was in a bad mood.
"Fortunately I have the dragon weed, otherwise I would have confessed."
Ji Weiming's expression was not very good when he heard that his brother was trying to kill his beloved woman, but he was used to not commenting on his elder brother's actions.
He didn't realize that under Ye Xiaoman's deliberate guidance, he had begun to look at his brothers from the same mother through tinted glasses.
Ji Weiming said, "I was curious about why there were dragon weeds in Ximing Country. But since it's Master Ye, everything can be explained."
He recalled Ye Xiaoman's words. She said in front of her brother the emperor that she wanted to be their stepmother. He did not feel offended, but felt that Master Ye also had such a lovely side.
"I will plead with my brother on your behalf."
"I will never let you become..."
"Even if you really become my father's concubine, I will steal you away."
He could no longer suppress his inner emotions, and tentatively grabbed Ye Xiaoman's hand.
Ye Xiaoman struggled slightly, then let him rub her palms, showing her shy resistance, which made him even more addicted and unable to extricate himself.
His mastery of the art of flirting has reached the master level.
Ji Weiming couldn't bear it anymore.
She inappropriately pressed her claws on his heart through his clothes.
"You haven't told me your name yet."
Ye Xiaoman pondered for only a second, "Coconut water."
Coconut water is delicious in the summer.
"Ye Zhishui." Ji Weiming separated each word and savored it carefully in his heart. "It's the name of a beautiful woman."
He had tasted the sweetness and became a little greedy. He looked at her veil and asked, "Can I...see your true face?"
Ye Xiaoman couldn't help but sigh that Ji Weiming's love was truly pure spiritual love. He could fall deeply in love with her without knowing whether she was beautiful or ugly.
She is different, she is a face lover.
Ye Xiaoman pulled her hand back.
Ji Weiming suddenly felt like something was missing in his heart, and he was worried about gains and losses.
Ye Xiaoman laid out the bait, "If you can save me from the prince, I will let you see."
Ji Weiming was delighted, "It's a deal."
He picked up her water glass.
The rim of the teacup was imprinted with her bright red lips, and it had a natural herbal aroma with a sweet fruity fragrance.
He followed her lip print, looked at her with his narrow eyes, and drank the rest of her tea.
The bright red of the lip balm stained his lips, and he wiped it with his long fingers, staining them with bright red, making his lips as bright as blood.
The gentle face is tinged with charm, and is even a bit stunning.
Ji Weiming looked at the red on his fingertips and smiled: "Rouge tastes like this, delicious."
This person has a unique way of burning fever, and it seems that he is very good at using tools to burn fever.
Looking at the elegant and dignified aristocrats who chose to imitate the brothel fever and were very elegant in it, the contrast of highly educated and high-status intellectuals standing on the street was quite a unique feeling.
I felt secretly happy.
Although, Ye Xiaoman still wanted to say, I'm sorry, brother, I didn't mean to seduce you on purpose, it's just that Sister Man made the lipstick, and her craftsmanship is not good, resulting in poor quality, and the lipstick is a little stained with the cup.
Ji Weiming came excitedly and left happily.
"I will come to visit you often."
…
Jiaying was in his bedroom.
Recently, he often felt that Yongning Temple was too grand and vast. The towering shrines were like giant beasts with bloody mouths wide open, waiting to devour him.
He gradually liked to hide away alone.
They especially like to hide in small spaces.
As a child he hated being locked up in a dark room, but now he loves being in it.
The small room always reminded him of the small house she rented in Xianxu.
In the cramped space, people always feel very close when standing together. Amidst the oppressive body temperature, they can clearly hear the breathing and heartbeat, and clearly capture the traces of their own existence.
What she is doing.
Are you heartbroken by his rejection and feeling sorry for yourself?
Is she thinking about him at this moment?
...As if he were thinking of her.
Jiaying pulled away the white cloth covering the mirror.
There is also such a mirror in the room of that small house.
Jiaying stared at him in the mirror for a while without any expression.
His hand slid down the layered collar of his shirt.
Stuck in.
Start from the Adam's apple.
down.
Thinking it was her action.
Raise your long neck.
Eyes rolled back slightly.
Biting lips.
Bite it tightly.
Biting left pink marks on the pale and colorless lips.
The breathing went from relaxed to rapid.
Now, he has gradually become familiar with this thing from being completely unfamiliar with it.
From self-loathing and self-abandonment to shamelessness.
The mirror was imprinted with a bright red teardrop mole, and the area under the eyes began to turn red.
Like a snow lotus that is in urgent need of being picked.
The morning bells and evening drums rang, and the Buddhist bells penetrated the thick walls and echoed in his ears.
At the happiest moment, Jiaying thought in a trance.
What was he doing under the gaze of all the gods and Buddhas?
Jiaying is in such a mess.
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