The Regent’s Little Emperor (32)
Xie Yunting tried to ignore his wildly beating heart. He said coldly, “If I let you go this time, what are you going to do?”
Bai Weiwei buried her head in her food and vaguely responded: “I plan to go see Jiangnan. The classic poems all say that Jiangnan is especially beautiful.”
Xie Yunting sneered at her unrealistic remarks. “Travel expenses? Your route? Your identification papers? And with your appearance, you’ll be robbed before you even take two steps.”
Bai Weiwei was stunned and thought carefully.
Xie Yunting stepped up his efforts, “Look at you, can’t even cook, can’t eat hard things, used to luxury, do you think you can live off of plain tea and simple food?”
Bai Weiwei frowned.
“The world outside is terrible. It’s better to return to the palace. Even after I become emperor, I won’t kill you.”
Bai Weiwei seemed to be moved, “But what can I do in the palace?”
Xie Yunting: “You don’t have to do anything. I’ll take care of you.”
Bai Weiwei lifted her head, somewhat surprised.
Xie Yunting realized he was too anxious, and he became nervous.
“I mean, to raise you as an idle person. I will still make the decisions.”
Bai Weiwei couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “If I didn’t know better, I’d have thought you liked me.”
Like,
Xie Yunting immediately hid his face, afraid of being seen.
His thoughts towards her, could he really use such a pure term like
Thinking about it, his ears fully flushed red.
【Ding, the male lead’s favorability has increased to 55.】
The system held its head. “This favorability is like a rocket, did you level up your seduction tactics?”
Bai Weiwei was indifferent. “If you tease too much, you’ll be cooked.”
After communicating with the system, she mulled over her feelings and looked sad.
“To me, the palace is like a shackle. If I can break away, I’d be willing to pay anything.”
Xie Yunting’s pleasant thoughts were shattered by her words.
He became indifferent. “Shackles?”
Bai Weiwei solemnly nodded. “So, to be able to escape the palace, I’m very happy.”
Xie Yunting: “Is there nobody you would worry about?”
Bai Weiwei thought about it. “There is someone.”
Xie Yunting asked, a little nervous, “Who?”
Was it him?
Bai Weiwei didn’t hesitate to say: “Chen Jingzhi, ah, really a capable person, just as clever as you.”
Xie Yunting held back his sneer, “Is that it?”
So, her praise of him, her worship for him.
She could give it to someone else.
As long as other people had as much talent as him, she would treat them well.
Why did he think that, in her eyes, he was special?
He wished he had killed Chen Jingzhi.
After dinner, she chatted with Xie Yunting for a bit, and she began to feel sleepy.
Xie Yunting was lying outside, and she was inside.
He looked at her, stupefied.
When Bai Weiwei saw him stare at her, she couldn’t help but say: “It’s just a bed, you’re a patient, I can’t let you sleep on the floor.”
Xie Yunting: “Aren’t you afraid?”
Bai Weiwei: “Afraid of what, what could a big man have anything to fear.”
Only then did Xie Yunting remember, that the little emperor didn’t have any idea that men could also be together.
He watched her fall asleep with a complicated gaze.
At night, a person’s heart began to fall into chaos.
Xie Yunting listened to the breathing of the person next to him, rising and falling, and it was like his body changed.
His mouth became dry and his tongue parched, and the pain from his wound didn’t stop his imagination from running wild, he pushed himself in a sitting position, and looked over.
He looked at Bai Weiwei’s sleeping face.
A peaceful and sincere face, but constantly breathing out a scent that made him go mad.
Xie Yunting reached out and gently touched her face.
Soft and smooth, he couldn’t help but keep touching.
His finger finally came to her neckline, and his breathing became heavy.
