(MTL)The girl who wears a book is very salty

Chapter 63

Chapter 63

    An Shu's red lips opened and closed, and she kept insulting and accusing Feng Anjin of her shameless behavior.

    "It's all over."

    Feng Beijue's voice was very soft, but her eyes were narrow.

    An Shu couldn't help but bully him and hugged Feng Beijue's shoulder gently.

    Feng Beijue is really hard. From the day his mother and concubine was Ling Chi, he has been alone, walking alone, living in dire straits all year round.

    Now that he has the world, he seems to have nothing.

    Feng Beijue leaned her head on An Shu's chest and could hear her regular and orderly heartbeat.

    Knocking on Feng Bei Jue's eardrums one after another made him feel very at ease.

    "Shu'er...Shu'er..."

    Feng Beijue called An Shu over and over again, like a soft chant, a murmur, or a wailing, mixed with too many emotions, giving birth to dense vines that tightly entangled An Shu's heart.

    Fragile and slender, this is Feng Bei Jue that An Shu has never seen before.

    The Fengbei Jue in her impression is cold, hard and sharp, like a steel knife with a sharp edge. Wherever it goes, it is cold and bright, and everything avoids its edge.

    An Shu's arms tightened, and he turned to hold Feng Beijue's head, "I'm here..."

    "Well..." Feng Beijue raised his hand, just wrapped around An Shu's waist, and the two hugged each other tightly. combine.

    Feng Beijue buried his face even deeper, rubbed it upwards, the hot breath sprayed on the side of An Shu's neck, An Shu took a deep breath, tilted his head up, revealing a neck as white as jade like a swan, with a delicate and smooth chin. .

    The two lips touched, and it was hard to control when the love was strong. Everything was so logical. The two tried their best to create a mess, as if they were about to merge into one, and the sky was getting darker.

    An Shu's face was flushed red, and he just wanted to disappear in place.

    She was fascinated by pornographic ghosts. I wonder if the driver and guard outside heard any strange noises. How could she have the face to go out and face it?

    Feng Beijue slowly arranged An Shu's hair, "Don't worry, Shu'er, this carriage is soundproofed, and the guards have seen all kinds of scenes, so they won't make a fuss. If Shuer is really uncomfortable, you can order the accompanying guards to kill themselves."

    "...It's not necessary." An Shu hurriedly stopped, and when he was finished, he ordered the innocent guard to kill himself? Don't do anything at all?

    Sure enough, under the rule of feudal imperial power, human life is the least valuable.

    The corners of Feng Beijue's mouth curved, An Shu looked at it, and was not angry.

    Feng Beijue can make her subordinates follow her with all her might, it is impossible for such an unreasonable person to be so unreasonable, so she is clearly convinced that she will not let the secret guards kill themselves.

    An Shu comforted himself that the carriage was made of solid wood, and the doors and windows were not like the carriage next to him, which was only covered by curtains, but hinged doors and windows that could be opened and closed, which had a more or less sound insulation effect.