Chapter 1596 The Little Maid of the Retarded Prince (77)

Bai Weiwei sneered and gave him a blank look: "You are extremely hypocritical, you know how to cheat all day long, I hate a man full of schemes like you the most."

Ning Jiumo froze with a complacent expression, but turned his head to look at Bai Weiwei indifferently.

Seeing her leaning on the chair, she looked lovely, but her expression was infuriatingly indifferent.

"You will be a hindrance to me. Without my careful planning, I don't know how many times I would have died."

Bai Weiwei didn't have much sincerity, "You can do whatever you like, anyway, if you become the crown prince, you must release my husband."

She really believed what he said.

Obviously his whole body was exhausted, his head was still raised high, his eyes were full of hope, and his face was as pink as glutinous rice balls.

It seemed that she thought that a fool was his husband.

He is a cancer that needs to be removed.

Ning Jiumo suddenly flicked his sleeves violently, then stepped forward a few steps, lowered his head and met her eyes viciously.

"Are you so rare about him?"

Bai Weiwei: "Are you an old woman? I'm tired of always coming and going with the same question like foot wraps. You can go to sleep now. Are you going to wear yourself down if you don't sleep?"

It was when she came and went and only cared about him being silly.

It never occurred to him that he would face a bunch of wolves, tigers and leopards tomorrow, whether he was nervous or not.

Ning Jiumo was nervous, even his palms were covered with sweat.

This dangerous palace, once he stepped out, he would be a target.

But she was heartless and thought he was stupid.

They can fly together.

Ning Jiumo suddenly reached out to embrace her limp body, and hugged her directly

Then throw her on the bed.

Anyway, no one knows the relationship between the two of them.

Even if he is stupid, he still cherishes her so much, and sleeps in the same room together at night.

Don't say it's dirty, it just isn't.

Others would think she was his bedside person.

Yes, she is.

Ning Jiumo pressed her into the bed, her hair was hanging down on her body, her breathing was messy and heavy.

Bai Weiwei raised her hand, twisted his arm suddenly, turned over and sat on him.

"what are you doing?"

She had lost all her strength, and now this movement drained all of her strength.

Ning Jiumo didn't know what he was going to do either.

He looked straight at her, and saw her black and white eyes, clear to the bottom.

There is no courtly obscure color.

This kind of person doesn't know how he will die someday.

His cold brows and eyes concealed a fierce desire to attack, and his tone became impolite.

"Go down."

Bai Weiwei sneered, "Just go down, who cares about sharing the bed with you."

Her limbs were weak, and she struggled to move her body.

When that soft body moved, it was like a fire, rubbing a sea of ​​fire on his skin.

Ning Jiumo's body stiffened.

And Bai Weiwei didn't even look at him, she had already got off the bed with one foot.

Her feet had just touched the ground, and Ning Jiumo had already pushed her back down.

Bai Weiwei flung himself away, unable to push him, she grabbed and pinched him, "Get out of here, what are you doing?"

Ning Jiumo was also sullen, with a cold face and silent, holding her hand tightly.

It seems to be grabbing something.

The breaths of the two were intertwined, and the ambiguous temperature was slowly rising.

Sweat fell from Bai Weiwei's forehead, slid down to her chin, and then fell into the secret white neck, leaving traces of charm.

Ning Jiumo was just angry and wanted to subdue Bai Weiwei.