The Fascinated I Only Want Salted Fish

Chapter 6:

The sound of footsteps outside the door was getting closer and closer, and Ji Zheng heard the door screeching. After closing his eyes, his dark vision was covered by the light outside, and it seemed to become brighter.

His heart suddenly twitched, and he held his breath as he listened to the movement at the door.

The footsteps reached the door and did not continue. The person who came seemed to have stopped at the door. Under the projection of the light outside, the figure of that person only cast a long shadow on the floor of the room.

The Ruo Ruowu eyes seemed to lick him from head to toe. Ji Zheng had to maintain his posture on the couch and continued to wait for the people outside the room to leave.

However, the person who came didn't seem to want to let him go. In the silence, the person finally moved his steps, and it was the sound of approaching the house.

The footsteps were steady and fast, and in a blink of an eye they came to the side of his wooden couch.

He didn't dare to open his eyes, and only by the slightest light, he felt that a shadow was half-knelt down, reaching the same height as him.

Ji Zheng maintained a well-designed lifelike death appearance, motionless, and did not respond to this person's approach.

Wu Si was scattered and not wearing a crown, and the gold silk-trimmed sleeve robe embroidered with auspicious clouds and dragons fell long to the ground, the faintly gilded feet were hung lightly on the edge of the couch, and his head was tilted on the edge of the couch. One hand is placed in front of the abdomen, the other hand hangs weakly in the air, half-opened. Even the small porcelain face lined with the fur collar of the animal was pale.

The acting is so realistic.

Ji Zheng suddenly felt a touch from the tip of his nose, and he instantly held his breath.

The fingertips seemed to dare not approach, and they were very cautious and alienated. They approached several times, and confirmed countless times that there was no air flow there at all.

The fingers were too far away, and they accidentally touched a few lips, touching the countless tiny hairs on the lips. It was so cold, and the man's fingertips were filled with the heavy frost from the outside world.

When I closed my eyes, every touch was magnified infinitely, it was an indescribable itch, bit by bit, biting.

Finally, the life-threatening hand slowly left.

But in the next second, the hand stopped in mid-air as if to explore, the tip of the nose and neck... and down to the chest!

Ji Zheng was surprised.

He held his breath for too long just now, the harder he tried to suppress his breathing, the faster his heart beat, and the sound hit his eardrum, and it seemed to echo back and forth in this empty and silent room.

The emperor's robes in the late autumn season are thick enough, and the layers are repeated, which isolates most of the body temperature, and also blocks the movement of a small part of the heartbeat.

But if he can't get the results he wants, what will he do?

Right now, the emperor's clothes are half-open at all. As long as he lifts the tie and pulls off the cloak, his thin neck and delicate collarbone will all be exposed to the person's sight.

The bright yellow coat made of Jiangnan silk is comfortable and...light and thin.

The noble body raised by the Son of Heaven with all the financial resources of the whole country has thin skin, how can it withstand the malicious actions of that hand at that time?