Quick Transmigration System: The Scum Girl and the Villain Are the Perfect Match

He was dressed in plain clothes, his eyebrows were full of moonlight, and he was so cold and handsome that people couldn't keep their eyes off him.

"It's so late, I thought you were asleep." Yue Xi's figure gradually appeared in front of Chu Shen, her brows and eyes were full of gentle smiles.

After not seeing each other for so many days, Chu Shen's calm heart couldn't help beating faster when he saw his sweetheart for a while.

He thought that the daily busyness would make him stop missing others, but when night fell, her face became clearer in his mind.

He stared blankly at the person in front of him, greedily sniffing the unique fragrance that was floating in the air and belonged to her.

"Why is Your Majesty here?" He reacted and hurriedly poured a cup of tea.

Yue Xi sat down with her eyebrows bent, picked up the teacup and took a sip, "I'll come over when I miss you."

Chu Shen pursed his lips, fortunately it was night, otherwise his flushed face was seen by her, it must have been another joke.

"I missed you too." His voice was as thin as a mosquito, but Yue Xi could still hear him.

She swallowed the tea in her mouth, wondering if it was an illusion, facing such a person who could make her happy, the inferior tea entering her throat even made her feel a burst of sweetness.

"You seem to be growing strong." She stepped forward, and her delicate fingertips lightly touched his thin waist.

Chu Shen's reddish ears trembled, and his body froze, but his face was still red and he let his hands go up and down.

"You can eat it." She quickly said a word, and regardless of the stormy expression on Chu Shen's face, she stretched out her hand and pushed him onto the bed.

"Yue, Yuexi, you, what are you doing..." His face was already red, and he stuttered.

"Heh." She laughed softly, and did not answer, but directly replaced it with a kiss.

The gauze on the bed was slowly put down, the figures were entangled inside, the candle lit on the table was dripping with tears quietly, and the candle wick made a crisp sound from time to time.

After a long time, the candles had already been burnt out, and the redness on Chu Shen's face still did not fade away.

This person is finally his own.

Yue Xi ate the meat with satisfaction, and the whole person seemed extremely happy.

She ordered to call for water, turned around and raised her eyebrows at Chu Shen, "Would you like to join us!?"

"No!" Chu Shen blurted out, his face even redder.

Yue Xi curled her lips regretfully, picked up a piece of clothing and walked behind the screen.

The candle has been relit, and the pale yellow light is projected on the screen, and the figure of the bathing person is now and again.

His heart was beating like a drum, he cursed in a low voice, turned to another room and quickly took a cold shower. After letting his restlessness subside, he returned to the room and couldn't help but turn his eyes to the shield The screen she bathed in.

Feeling what he was doing, his face became hot, Chu Shen quickly turned his face away, picked up a book on the art of war and looked at it as if covering his ears and stealing a bell.

The sound of water rushing behind the screen finally stopped, and the sound of small footsteps entered Chu Shen's ears. He swallowed and shook his head, trying to throw out the images that had just haunted Mian in his mind.

Yue Xi looked at the serious person who was reading the military book, and suddenly raised her eyebrows, "What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at the art of war, and the thief will start soon. She seems to be very accomplished in the art of war. It's always good for me to watch more and learn more." The rapid heartbeat has already betrayed him.

She burst out laughing, put her face close, her eyes full of ridicule, "I don't know, you still have the ability to look at the art of war backwards!"

Chu Shen's eyes widened, those beautiful eyes were full of disbelief, his hand froze while lying on the art of war book, and then quickly changed the position of the book.

"Your Majesty is wrong." He pretended to be calm.