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I don't need you to be pitiful

The body under the quilt was tired again, and then he heard a gentle and quiet sentence from him.

"I have nothing to do, so you go to bed."

Although this was said lightly, it was like the aggrieved young wife. When Su Li listened, she suddenly felt a serious sin.

If the news of the prince sleeping in the wet bedding spread, Su Li would like to promise that he would not dare to go out during the day. Even ordinary people would probably throw one or two hundred rotten eggs to her.

Seeing his play so well, if he didn't let him in, it would be unreasonable. Su Li pursed her lips, lifted her bedding, and patted her place beside her.

"Come here."

"I don't need you to be pitiful!"

The man with his back to him seemed a little angry and was unwilling to lean over. Su Li stretched out her hand and pinched him, but she didn't pinched him and coaxed him patiently.

"Yeah, I don't have a pity for the prince, I want to hug the prince."

The man raised his eyebrows and eyes, then threw the wet quilt on his body, and the beautiful scenery was rolled into Su Li's quilt.

Su Li pretended not to know that there was his clothes in the room, so she covered him and lay down.

The thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly closed his eyes, but after a while, the warmth pounced on his ear, and King Jue whispered in her ear.

"Li'er, I feel pain in my abdomen. Can you help me rub it?"

Su Li bit her lip and stared at the man. The ambiguity in Jue Wang's eyebrows and eyes were full of ambiguity. She looked at Li'er softly. Su Li had no way to turn over and put her tender hands on his abdomen and rubbed them slowly. Jue Wang sighed comfortably. He said that he would not touch Li'er with his hands or feet, but he didn't say that he would not touch other places. Besides, Su Li could also touch him, touch him casually. Gradually, Su Li felt something different. The bedding that was originally close to the back of his hand was supported.

"Chu Jueying."

Su Li's angry and delicate voice sounded in his ears. Juewang looked up at Su Li innocently and spoke softly.

“There is another place that is not comfortable.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Li's heart was filled with anger and she sat up. She reached out and pulled off her clothes and pounced on Prince Jue.

Didn't you just want it?

I will fulfill your wish, but I will never be a dead person anyway!

...

This time, Su Li was not polite to him. She pinched and biteed her, and kept entangling him, but she didn't let him get into the subject, which made Prince Jue's whole body seem to explode. Finally, she suppressed her with force and succeeded.

As soon as the next day was dawn, King Jue stood up. Su Li was lazy. King Jue pulled her to meditate and used internal force to run the Zhoutian in his body, and then he became energetic.

"You don't have to worry about the troops outside the city. When I hear the news that you are trapped in the city, I will lead the troops and horses to attack us?"

"Okay, the Canglang tribe is brave and good at fighting, you must be careful."

King Jue pinched her little arms and legs, fearing that she would be fine, Su Li nodded.

"Don't worry."

After playing for so long, it is time to hit these Han clans, otherwise they would think that the prince came here and was really seeking peace.

"By the way, Han Chenru is definitely not the most valued son of the Han family."

Before leaving, Su Li suddenly remembered this and whispered to the prince. King Jue raised his eyebrows slightly and pursed his lips lightly. He naturally thought of this. If Han Chenru was really the successor of the Han Mansion, and he was seriously injured, how could the Han Mansion be just like this? (To be continued)
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