Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

It was rare for her to sneer at the pet His Highness without meeting, but the strange voice ordered Yan Ce to leave immediately.

The implied meaning is a little less like anger.

"Hey, I'm not feeling well, do you want me to call a doctor?"

"I said, go! I'm fine!"

"Why is your face... so red?"

Yan Ce put down the boxes of dim sum, with a puzzled look on his face. Although he is not a kind person, he will not turn a blind eye when he sees someone he knows feeling uncomfortable.

"Is the wind chill entering the body?"

"I...No, I'm fine." She gritted her teeth and said, "Can't you understand what I said?"

At this moment, as the feeling of physical discomfort increased, it was difficult for the woman with black partial ponytail to maintain her indifferent expression, and she unconsciously reached out and pulled the corner of the boy's clothes.

"Hey?"

The young man was stunned, looking at the increasingly dangerous pupils of the woman in front of him. It was only later that he realized that the danger might be him.

Before Yan Ce could react, the next moment——

The woman pressed Yan Ce on the desk where Mr. Fei usually wrote the lesson plan. Countless books were scattered on the floor, the water glass was poured over, and the liquid was left between the two people's fingers.

The teenager had almost no resistance and was crushed under it. He wanted to resist but found that he was full of agility, not strength.

"Fuck, sister, restrain yourself!"

The icy eyes seemed to melt a little like snow, and Yan Ce even saw his own figure in his eyes.

So, Yan Ce suddenly panicked, some inexplicable fragments seemed to flash in his mind, and his fear doubled.

……

……

"What about Mr. Fei?"

"Ahhhh!"

Shang Ji straightened up like a frightened bird, and when she saw His Majesty the Emperor walking to the school, she immediately bowed.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty... that, that should not be there."

"The main door is open, but the room door is closed, should it?"

Ying Zheng frowned a little, looked at the trembling female official, moved his gaze to the closed door, and put his hand on Tai A's sword hilt.

"Step aside."

Chapter 2 Extra Story Across the Rose's Sleep

People who get along day and night can distinguish each other's footsteps.

Just as Yan Ce was about to break free and move away from her, familiar footsteps almost reached the door.

The subtle sound of the long sword being unsheathed was like an illusion.

"Come on, I don't ask you to control yourself, at least you still have the awareness to hide. I don't want to die young, and I don't want to be hacked to death by Tai Ah."

The intermittent gasping sounds were suppressed.

"……quick."

The black-haired woman uttered a word with difficulty, her increasingly deep eyes revealing an obvious struggle, her remaining consciousness could understand the movements that were out of bounds, and stopped the movements that would most likely eat the boy.

Needles could be heard in the room, and the repressed gasps sounded even more disturbing. Yan Ce forced himself to stare at those cold eyes with complex emotions, without flinching.

"Quick...hide," she said.

"it is good."

Perhaps because of the turbulent thoughts, the woman who was pressing on the boy had a moment of clarity, and the pace of walking forward was a little stumbling, but it didn't take too long. The white palm was no longer cool, but warm like water. , pulled up Yan Ce's fingers.

Biting the lip, the bright color dyed the corner of the lips red.

then.

She lifted the quilt on the bed and got in. As for Yan Ce, she was also pressed in.

As the footsteps outside got closer and closer, Yan Ce had already reached the door of the room, and Yan Ce didn't dare to glance inside the quilt.

The terrifying murderous spirit curled up with a tall body, leaning on the side of the boy's chest, his face buried in it, shaking from time to time, pinching the boy's clothes between his fingers and pulling one fold after another, the heat of his breath stimulated directly through the jacket. Yan Ce's skin.

"..."

I just came here to deliver some cakes, what kind of super expansion is this!

Taking advantage of the last moment, Yan Ce opened the closet and pulled out several thick quilts and spread them on the bed as randomly as possible, pretending that there were no Tibetans.

To be fair, it's summer night.

This temperature...adding a handful of peppers is a pot of numbness.

Just after hiding the woman who restrained her strange desires, the emperor in black formal clothes pushed open the door and walked in.

It is the supreme master of Qin court.