Fierce Concubine: Reborn as a Vicious Queen

Su Yueming's face suddenly felt like it was burning. If the candlelight in the room was not bright enough, she would probably have seen her red cheeks.

After a while, he left his robe with only a white lining. The arrogant and hard muscles on his head were faintly visible against the candlelight, which was simply a stunning picture.

This man is different from the prince's restraint. He is so arrogant that he never hides himself, and is arrogant and arrogant.

Su Yueming quickly turned around, suppressed the puffed heartbeat, pretended not to see anything, walked calmly to the bed and took a thin quilt on his head, then lowered his head and passed by him without a sound.

, spread the quilt on the ground in the center of the room.

Murong Canghai raised his eyes, and looked dissatisfied with eyes and asked:

"What are you doing?"

"I'm tired, I'm going to rest. I'll go back to Beijing tomorrow." Su Yueming never looked up at him. She lowered her head and lay on the quilt, then rolled herself with the quilt, curled up in a ball, closed her eyes, and turned her back.

The panic in my eyes was completely covered.

Murong Canghai walked to her side and looked down at her from a high place-

Her thin body was wrapped in a quilt, curled up like a baby. She closed her eyes tightly, but her eyelashes couldn't help but tremble up and down.

Su Yueming's hand under her quilt was tightly grasping the quilt under her. She could strongly feel the breath of Murong Canghai. She looked calm on the surface, but she was praying in her heart that she wanted him to walk away quickly, otherwise,

Her nervous blood vessels were about to crack!

"Sleep in the bed." However, she was still praying, and was immediately picked up by a pair of strong arms.

Murong Canghai forced her to lift her up and threw her on the bed, bullied her body, and supported her with favorable hands on both sides of her body, surrounding her in his sight, and using her deep and evil eyes.

Staring at her, there was no intention of letting her go.

Su Yueming swallowed his saliva, and his vigilance suddenly increased. He stretched out his hand and blocked the two of them with defensiveness, saying, "I'm sleeping in the bed, then where are you sleeping?"

Murong Canghai smiled coldly, and his slender body lay next to her. He spread his hands and feet widened, and suddenly squeezed Su Yueming into the innermost place, saying, "Of course we are together."

"..." Su Yueming heard this and immediately sat up against the wall of the bed, blushed and said, "No."

Murong Canghai opened his eyes and looked at her blushing face, saying, "I have already said that we are husband and wife. If the old man finds out that we sleep separately, wouldn't we be laughed at?"

"You are talking nonsense... Let me go." Su Yueming didn't want to talk to him quickly, she just wanted to leave her side soon. She had a premonition that dangerous things would happen if she stayed here, and she was absolutely

Not his opponent.

However, as she had just sat up, his arms spread out and stopped her back.

He turned over, turned sideways, and pressed her under him. His cold and domineering aura surrounded her, causing her senses to be strongly stimulated. He smiled wickedly and said-

"Miss Three, I think you have forgotten. I am here to seek revenge from you. How could I let you go easily?"

"What do you want?" Her heart crunched and her voice was dry.