Looking at Ling Zhouyang's blushing cheeks, Qian Zhao stretched out his hand to caress it, and then said: "Your face is very red and hot. You really can't drink anymore."
Ling Zhouyang couldn't listen to anything at this time. She grabbed Qian Zhao's hand and put it on her face.
"Your hands are so comfortable and cool. I like them."
Qian Zhao looked puzzled at Ling Zhouyang who was holding his hand tightly, "Ayang?"
Ling Zhouyang pouted and said coquettishly: "Qian Zhaozhao, I'm so hot, why don't you lend me your hand to cool down~"
Qian Zhao watched Ling Zhouyang's face getting redder and hotter, and then he realized something was wrong.
It stands to reason that drinking alcohol will make your face red and your body will become hot, but now that she has not continued to drink, her face is still getting redder and her body temperature is getting higher and higher.
Lingzhouyang covered her face with Qian Zhao's hand, and she let go as soon as she could hold a cup of tea.
She pulled on her clothes and kept shouting that it was hot.
Qian Zhao also felt that his body was starting to heat up at this time, and there was a strange feeling in his body.
Thinking about how the two of them looked now, Qian Zhao had a guess.
Aphrodisiac?
Someone put aphrodisiac incense in this room?
Qian Zhao looked at Ling Zhouyang's wider and wider collar, and an idea flashed into his mind uncontrollably.
Then he shook his head, using his inner strength to suppress the strangeness in his body, and also threw the thoughts in his mind back to make himself more awake.
Before Qian Zhao could completely suppress his dirty thoughts, Ling Zhouyang's voice sounded again.
"Qian Zhaozhao, I'm hot, I'm so hot~"
Ling Zhouyang stood up unsteadily and reached out to pull her belt. Before she could pull it open, she stepped on the hem of her skirt.
Seeing that she was about to fall, Qian Zhao quickly reached out to support her.
It was this support that made Qian Zhao's suppression effort fall short.
Ling Zhouyang grabbed Qian Zhao's hand and felt unprecedented pleasure.
"Qian Zhaozhao, help me." Ling Zhouyang couldn't help but approach Qian Zhao.
Qian Zhao bit his tongue and tried his best to stay clear.
"Ayang, wake up and don't get so close to me."
But at this time, Ling Zhouyang could no longer hear any words. She only knew that Qian Zhao felt comfortable around him and she wanted to stick close to him.
Before Qian Zhao could stop him again, Ling Zhouyang had already wrapped her arms around Qian Zhao's strong waist.
The string in Qian Zhao's mind broke, and the clarity in his eyes no longer existed.
Ling Zhouyang pressed her forehead against Qian Zhao's neck. Feeling a chill, she immediately put her hand into Qian Zhao's collar.
Qian Zhao looked at Ling Zhouyang, his eyes became tender and tender, but he also had a sense of aggression that wanted to swallow her into his belly.
But for a moment, looking at Ling Zhouyang's face, Qian Zhao's consciousness returned.
He couldn't be like this, couldn't make any oversteps against A Yang without the help of three media and six hires.
Before Lingzhouyang could make her next move, Qian Zhao restrained her hands.
"Qian Zhaozhao, I feel uncomfortable, can you help me?" Ling Zhouyang's voice was filled with tears.
"Ayang, please wake up, we can't..." Before Qian Zhao could finish speaking, Ling Zhouyang kissed Qian Zhao's lips.
Qian Zhao was stunned for a moment, and then let go of Ling Zhou's hand.
At this moment, the desire in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
He held Lingzhouyang's waist with one hand and clasped Lingzhouyang's head with the other, deepening the kiss.
The tip of his tongue pried open her teeth, and her fragrant tongue responded enthusiastically to his exploration. Their saliva mingled together and endless lust followed.
After a while, the two of them were lying on the bed, and Ling Zhouyang's hands were tugging at Qian Zhao's belt.
Qian Zhao stretched out his hand to hold down Ling Zhouyang's troubled hand, and just kissed Ling Zhouyang passionately.
Ling Zhouyang struggled, and a squeak escaped from his lips. Qian Zhao's heart trembled, and then his mind became confused.
The rich incense spread in the room, and the two people affected were kissing each other passionately.
Ling Zhouyang's clothes were scattered, and her white lotus arms climbed up to Qian Zhao's neck.
Qian Zhao's clothes were also messy, revealing most of his strong chest muscles.
Qian Zhao's calloused hands unconsciously reached into Ling Zhouyang's clothes, and Ling Zhouyang's body trembled and softened.
The two of them fell in love all night, and they didn't stop until the fourth watch.
…
At dawn the next day, Qian Zhao opened his eyes, and what he saw was not the familiar top of the bed. He was stunned for a moment, and then the memory of last night gradually came back.
Thinking of everything that happened last night, his expression changed. He broke up with Ayang before marrying her!
Looking at the person in his arms, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He was from a noble family, and no matter how much he liked Ah Yang, he would not touch Ah Yang before getting married.
Last night he smelled a very special fragrance, which should be an aphrodisiac.
Although he knows medicine, there are many types of aphrodisiac incense, and now that he is in Anguo, he knows very little about the aphrodisiac incense in Anguo. He did not expect that something unexpected happened this time.
Ling Zhouyang, who was lying in Qian Zhao's arms, slowly woke up. When she opened her eyes, she saw Qian Zhao's chest muscles.
Thinking of everything last night, she hugged Qian Zhao's waist tightly again.
Sensing that the person in his arms was moving, Qian Zhao called out softly: "Ayang?"
Lingzhouyang responded in a low voice: "Yes."
"I...I'm sorry." Qian Zhao didn't know how to explain, so he could only apologize.
Ling Zhouyang raised her head and looked at Qian Zhao, smiled and comforted: "Don't blame yourself, I know you are a child of a noble family and care about etiquette, but what happened has already happened, and I did it voluntarily. It's useless for you to blame yourself. Let’s find out who put the aphrodisiac incense in my room.”
Lingzhouyang is also very smart. She drank too much last night and didn't react for a while, but now she thinks about what happened last night and feels strange.
Under normal circumstances, Qian Zhao would not do such a thing to her, so someone must have put aphrodisiac incense in the room while she was not paying attention.
Qian Zhao's eyes were firm and his tone was gentle: "Okay, Ayang, after the matter in Anguo is over, I will definitely marry you home with three matchmakers and six betrothals."
Ling Zhouyang just nodded and did not respond.
If she really married Qian Zhao, then she would have to be the wife of the back house, and she didn't want that.
This aphrodisiac was a good opportunity. Otherwise, with Qian Zhao's temperament, she would have to take medicine in the future to have a child of theirs without getting married.
She just didn't know if she could successfully conceive Qian Zhao's child this time. If not, she would still have to take medicine.
After the two of them packed up, they left the restaurant and returned to Siyi Pavilion.
After Qian Zhao returned to Siyi Pavilion to freshen up, he was called away by Ning Yuanzhou.
Lingzhouyang's room.
Ling Zhouyang was soaking in the bathtub. Her body was covered with traces of love. She looked at the red marks on her wrists and thought about everything that happened last night. The corners of her mouth raised.
Qian Zhao is very good, she likes it very much.
It's a pity that she doesn't like the life of being married to Qian Zhao.
When Ling Zhouyang had put on her clothes and was ready to take a good rest, Ren Ruyi knocked on her door.
