After entering the book, the Prime Minister's legs softened

Chapter 4

3 and extremely firm_After entering the book, the Prime Minister made her legs soft

Ji Sang was inexplicably annoyed when she heard what he said.

　　But she didn't want to argue with him about this kind of thing!

　　To be honest, the woman was at a disadvantage.

　　Whether he reacted or not had nothing to do with her, and she didn't want to take off her clothes in front of a strange man! So, she quickly searched through the suitcase she brought.

　　The book didn't say which dynasty this was from, but Ji Sang secretly observed the clothes of Wen Jian's parents and the surrounding buildings, and felt that it was a bit like the Wei and Jin Dynasties when productivity was low, but not completely like it, just like the men and women in the Wei and Jin Dynasties mainly wore white wedding clothes, while here they were mainly red wedding clothes...

　　Ji Sang's mind was working quickly, thinking about the current situation, and her little hand finally found a piece of silk under the suitcase, but the silk looked very rough, and it was very transparent when placed under the light.

　　Well, as long as it can block some of it, it will be fine.

　　Ji Sang's requirements were not that high. He quickly spread out the silk and looked at the bed. He tied one end of the silk with a rope and the other end with a rope. This was just enough to block the view from outside.

　　Ji Sang took a look, took the replacement clothes with satisfaction, and got into the bed.

　　Wen Jian couldn't concentrate since she started to rummage through the boxes and cabinets. He didn't know what Ji Sang was thinking. He copied intermittently in his hands. When he raised his cheeks again, he saw a graceful figure printed on the silk reflected by the sunlight from the window.

　　She seemed to have a very good figure, with a thin waist and a plump breasts under the bellyband.

　　Wen Jian's breath suddenly became unstable. He was about to lower his head to concentrate on writing, but he saw the woman reflected on the silk holding her own breasts with both hands and squeezing them twice...

　　The content is not finished, continue reading on the next page Then there was a faint chuckle.

　　The voice was very low.

　　But Wen Jian heard it.

　　Wen Jian thought she saw him peeking at her, and he lowered his head in a panic as if he had done something wrong, and his cheeks suddenly became hot, but the next moment, his face couldn't help but lift up again... His

　　Adam's apple slid up and down unconsciously, and it was very hot.

　　When he lowered his eyes, he saw his lower body raised up, very hot and hard.

　　He was suddenly very annoyed, put his pen aside, picked up the bamboo slips with his fingers and blocked them in front of his eyes, his thin lips moved quickly, and he silently read "Etiquette" countless times.

　　Ji Sang didn't care about Wen Jian at all.

　　It was only because she took off her clothes that she found that she had such a good figure after wearing the book. Her breasts were straight and perky, and her pink breasts trembled and stood upright in the air, like a winter plum blossom after the snow. She couldn't help but kiss her and secretly admired.

　　Hmm, so soft...

　　Ji Sang smiled softly, then put on the new bellyband with satisfaction, changed out of the wedding dress, put on a suitable casual dress before getting out of bed, then went to the dressing table to tie his black hair into the simplest ponytail, and then filled a basin of water and washed his face thoroughly.

　　The content is not yet finished, read on the next page. Ji Sang has not eaten since he got up. With the attitude of making the best of it, he stood up and walked out of the room after finishing his preparations.

　　After walking two steps, he stopped again and called Wen Jian who was reading seriously, "Wen Jian, I'm going to the kitchen to cook, what do you... want to eat?"

　　Wen Jian finally suppressed the evil fire in his lower abdomen, his brows were tinged with dryness, and he threw the bamboo slips on the table. When his deep eyes met Ji Sang's little face, he was stunned.

　　Ji Sang's face was no longer covered with exaggerated makeup, and her skin was crystal clear. It was not particularly stunning, but it was a very good-looking face. When he was asked questions, she did not show much expression, but her eyes were smart and charming, as if they could speak.

　　It was like a different person from the Ji Sang he knew before.

　　Seeing that he just stared at him without answering, Ji Sang frowned and asked again, "Wen Jian?"

　　The voice was soft, blowing across his eardrum.

　　Then...

　　Wen Jian only felt a little hot in his nose, and then he heard Ji Sang exclaimed, "Ah, Wen Jian... Are you okay? Why are you bleeding from your nose?!"

　　Wen Jian: "..."