Chapter 1211 The Young Master of the Sea: The Princess of the Bandit Clan Is Raised High (22)

He stretched out his arms and gently picked her up like a princess.

Her soft breath blew gently on her neck, making his already restless heart even hotter.

In fact, she was not drunk, she was just happy.

This was a very plain love, without any particularly big ups and downs. Just a little thought, you can be so stable by his side.

Maybe many people will think that they met, got to know each other, and knew each other too hastily.

But for them, they have been waiting for life and death, and reincarnation is endless.

"Chu Ximo, why do you like me?" She put her hands around his neck, and he walked carefully step by step. When he heard her question, he suddenly froze.

After a long time, he gently kissed her on the center of her eyebrows and said, "I like the song you sang, a line in the lyrics."

I vaguely remember that day, the waves rolled, and the sky was thundering.

The girl was in a Luo skirt, holding a pipa in her hand. The voice was faint and graceful, and every word was pearls.

She seemed to be telling her own thoughts, and seemed to be waiting for someone to come.

"Which lyrics?"

"Searching, living a life of drunkenness and dreaming of death." He walked into the inner room and gently put her on the bed. She looked at him deeply and asked, "You are waiting for me, right?"

This feeling is completely different from the first time he saw her. It seems that they are two different people. Suddenly, his mind was confused.

"Yes--" She pursed her lips, and a faint light flashed in her clear eyes and said, "I am waiting for you."

Always, always, always waiting for you.

Finally one day, the moment we met. You looked at me and knew that I was waiting for you.

This feeling is really... so good!

He looked at her, almost staring at her, as if he wanted to see through her seriously and deeply.

The next second, he slowly raised his hand, gently brushed his eyebrows, and then his cheeks with a blush.

The last one was the lips that had already lost their red flowers...

He rubbed her lips twice gently with his slender hands, and then stopped and looked at her and said, "Are you ready?"

On the wedding night, a moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold.

She didn't reply, but shyly covered her face with the big red quilt and laughed softly.

The next second, he waved his right hand, extinguished the candlestick beside the bed, put down Manzhu's gauze curtain, and gently held her in his arms.

A night of lingering, drunken dreams of music.

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The next morning, when Luo Qingchen opened her eyes, Chu Ximo was no longer around.

Erxi handed her a towel and said, "Hehe, Miss Luo looks particularly tired!"

She was stunned, and her cheeks turned red instantly. She just pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled softly, "Well... It's okay, it's okay."

She washed her face, and as if she remembered something, she asked Erxi, "Where is the young master?"

"He went to prepare lunch for the young lady!" Erxi looked at Luo Qingchen with envy and said, "Sure enough, the young master always cooks for the young lady!"

Luo Qingchen frowned slightly, and vaguely remembered the question he asked her when he kissed her this morning.

"What would you like to eat at noon, Madam?"

"Eat... eat crabs!"

She probably answered 'crabs' in a daze, and she had no idea that Chu Ximo could make a rich lunch!

But when she walked into the dining room, she was completely slapped in the face.

Chu Ximo was much more powerful than she had imagined...

No, he was simply a god-like existence!