"I heard that when you were in the Shen Mansion, you had a private meeting with a strange man at night. Is this true or false?" Shao Yan asked outsiders, but he looked at Chen Bihuan. His eyes made Chen Bihuan feel his heart tight.

The people outside answered without hesitation: "Can you still hide such a thing from your ears? Besides, it is too late to pursue this matter now."

Shao Yan lightly tapped his jaw, as if he agreed with this statement, "Yes, it's too late."

But his eyes never left Chen Bihuan. It is said that when King Yu looks at people, he is like a judge dying. He looks at one stroke and dies. It is cold and dark, with a strong and sharp look hidden. Just covering his eyes is enough to make people tremble.

"Come here." His tone is rarely gentle and gentle, which forms a strong contrast with his cold eyes.

Chen Bihuan quietly raised her eyes and saw that he was still looking at her, so she pursed her lips and took a step forward to him.

"Come here." He raised his voice slightly, his tone was still soft, with a hint of indulgence and helplessness. She lowered her eyes, but her feet still did not move. She could only hear the person behind her bypassing the screen, slowly walking to him, and standing in front of Shen Bihuan's two steps in front of him.

Shao Yan leaned over and grabbed Chen Biyue's wrist, pulled the person into his arms, lowered his head and bit her nose lightly, "I heard that you met a man in the middle of the night, why did the Lord go to the Shen family to ask you such an extraordinary girl?"

"There was a rumor in the mansion for a while, but it was self-defeating later. Your eyes and ears are so powerful. How could you not know the truth or falsehood of this matter? Who is gossiping in front of you again?" Chen Biyue pushed away his face, and then saw Chen Bihuan's cheeks that were blushing with shame and slightly trembling eyes.

It was not surprising, but shame, incredible, and vaguely unwilling to accept it. For Chen Bihuan, who is self-reliant, this approach really goes against her true intentions and is a shameful vulgarity.

Chen Biyue's expression was calm, not angry, and even had some pity. There were always people in this world who wanted something they could not get, and the thoughts derived from this were extremely dangerous and embarrassing.

"So the third sister is here too."

Chen Bihuan nodded softly and stopped talking. Only her stiff figure exposed her wavering thoughts at the moment.

"Since your highness has someone here, why are you asking me to come here? You talk about things, I'm not convenient to be there. I'll call me here after you finish the talk." She took advantage of the opportunity to leave, but the person behind her crossed his arms and firmly placed on her waist. He said loosely and lazily: "Don't leave, what you are talking about is your business."

"I won't sit here, you should be more respectful." She whispered, going to break his arm, but the man's arm was tight and he used his strength, like iron casting, which made him itchy. He grabbed her earlobe and placed the person down flat, making an extremely lingering deep kiss without caring about the people around him.

For girls who have not experienced human affairs, just holding hands and hugging each other is enough to stimulate. Not to mention the skin touching each other, it is a secret matter in the boudoir that can only be done after a couple. The two of them were exposed in front of Shen Bihuan so affectionately that they almost dulled.

Chen Biyue's body was half hanging in the air, and she leaned against her arm to support her waist. She could only grab his clothes and rely on her to rely on the force, maintaining an extremely difficult position, as if she was pulling the other person close.

After finally breaking free from his kiss, she panted and turned her face away, "Your Highness respects himself!"

His scorching breath could not be restrained, and he deeply closed her eyes, ears, mouth and nose, but the situation was not easy to continue, so he could only kiss his cheek and leave. He didn't like to do such things in front of outsiders, but he couldn't help himself. It seemed that any self-control in front of her had become empty words.

"Okay, let it go next time." He smiled low, unable to hide his pleasure. When he pulled the person back, he suddenly threw a cold eye at the edge. Chen Bihuan woke up immediately and lowered his eyes suddenly, but the pale face could not hide her panic.

Chen Biyue gently wiped the corner of her mouth with her cuffs. Seeing Chen Bihuan's pale face and shaking body, she shook her head gently, then turned around and leaned against Shao Yan's chest.

"Are you not full yet?" He looked down and saw the girl looking for the most comfortable position to nest, closing her eyes steadily, and her arms were also wrapped around his waist. She was obedient and lazy, just like a sleepy cat, and couldn't help but smile.

"You guys go and talk, I'll sleep."

The man lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and when he talked to the girl in his arms, his tone was gentle and tolerant as he had never felt before. The sharp and cold aura in his eyes was a little softer, and there was no deep hostility he had just given people. Chen Bihuan could not stay there. After saying goodbye in a hurry, he ran away in panic, and his back seemed hasty and anxious.

"She's gone, are you still sleeping?"

"Sleep." She closed her eyes and was too lazy to move. In fact, she didn't want to tell him that she liked the smell of his body. The light but not greasy fragrance of bitter lotus is elegant and bitter, sweet and cold inside, which looks like him. The more he smells, the more he becomes addicted.

He leaned motionlessly, his fingers curled her long scattered hair, allowing the delicate hair to slide off his fingers, and he didn't feel bored if he repeated such movements.

"What are you going to deal with her?"

"If you want to sleep, fall asleep and don't talk."

"I won't sleep. If you reply to me, what do you plan to deal with Chen Bihuan?" Chen Biyue got up suddenly, so fast that he didn't have time to let go. Suddenly, he hurt his scalp and heard her humming softly.

Shao Yan laughed and rubbed her head, "What are you doing when you are so anxious? You are not not not going to answer you."

Chen Biyue blocked his hand, gently smoothed his hair, and didn't speak.

"But it's boring to tell you everything now. Also, don't pay attention to that bastard Jiang Liao in the future. You were ignorant at the time and were always with him. I have no position to interfere with you. Now that you have a reputation, you should stay with me and don't think about other men anymore." He knew everything Chen Bihuan said, but even if you know, it's still easy to eat.

"Oh? Why?" she raised her eyebrows and asked knowingly. A little warmth appeared in Shui Ling's eyes. "I still have my elder brother, cousin, and grandfather. They all hope that I can care about them and get close to them."

"No." He whispered, pinching her chin and biting it gently, with a lighter force, without the fierce occupation before.

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