Deliberately showing her intimacy with Panshu in front of him.
...The fact that Fu Ce knew her past was enough to keep Emperor Shijun tossing and turning late at night, unable to fall asleep.
"It's late at night, Shushu needs to rest, Fu Ce Daojun should go back early."
This is already a very direct order to expel you.
Fu Ce's finger bones turned slightly white. He glanced at Ban Shu, but saw that she had no intention of letting him stay overnight.
He sighed helplessly and had to leave.
Fu Ce had just left.
Pan Shu felt a big hand tightly holding her waist, and another big hand pinching her chin hard, and the next second her lips were sealed with a kiss.
“Hmm…”
The man's strong scent of ink enveloped her irresistibly.
It seemed as if this could relieve the depression and grievance in his heart.
The candlelight on the lame table flickered.
It always makes people feel a little ridiculous.
After a long time, Emperor Shijun slightly withdrew the strength in his hands and switched to gentle and slow kneading, which made people feel even more itchy and uncomfortable.
Pan Shu's eyes gradually became moist, "Brother..."
Emperor Shijun kissed her brow gently, "Shushu, I'm jealous."
His attitude was even a little humble.
Beneath those handsome and romantic eyes, there is an undercurrent.
With a hint of possessiveness.
Pretending.
He forced a smile at the corner of his mouth, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't get so close to him, okay?"
This was not a lie. God knew that when Emperor Shijun saw her and Fu Ce chatting happily, his heart felt like it was being taken out and whipped repeatedly.
Pan Shu wrinkled her nose and paused for a moment, "But he has the smell I like, brother."
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