Xia Ruqing retreated in embarrassment, her heart fluttering.
Unmindful, she stepped on her own skirt. Plus, her foot was injured, and so...
"AH..."
After a cry of alarm, she fell into his arms.
Zhao Junyao smoothly lifted her, a wicked smile on his face.
"So eager to throw yourself into my arms?"
Xia Ruqing blushed and fumed with embarrassment.
Struggling to stand up, Zhao Junyao scolded her again.
"Dare to move again, and believe me, I'll thoroughly deal with you tonight!"
Xia Ruqing knew that he never spoke idly.
Today was the fifteenth; if she served him in bed, the Empress would probably devour her.
With this in mind, she no longer dared to move, quietly resting on his shoulder.
Xia Ruqing shamelessly thought: The night air is chilly, but his embrace is warm. Being held by him isn't so bad after all, especially since he's handsome...
Xia Ruqing, wearing a downy cloak, smelled fragrant and felt soft, fluffy, and was trembling slightly.
