[BL] Prince as Wife - Mtl

29 - Recognize the Lord

     In the early morning of the next day, when the sky was still dark and there was no light, the biological clock developed in his body for many years woke up Jiang Chenghan from his sleep on time.

     He opened his eyes, and the dragon and phoenix wedding candles on the table had not been burned out, and the inside of the curtain was dim.

     Waking up completely in the blink of an eye, Jiang Chenghan didn't get up immediately, but tilted his head slightly and looked down at Yan Jingshu, who was still sleeping soundly on his arm.

     Originally, I thought it must be very unaccustomed to suddenly have another person beside me sharing the bed with me. I didn't expect that he slept very soundly last night, but now I feel very comfortable holding Yan Jingshu's warm and soft body, hugging Yan Jingshu's shoulder The upper hand could not help rubbing it twice.

     Looking down again, Yan Jingshu's eyelashes were drooping quietly, her cheeks were flushed, and her sleeping face was calm and peaceful. Looking down, through the slightly open skirt, you can see the unusually conspicuous red marks on his chest and collarbone against the snow-white skin.

     Naturally, he could recognize that these were his own masterpieces. Jiang Chenghan looked away uncomfortably, but unconsciously, everything that happened a few hours ago in this square inch of the tent surfaced in his mind... …

     He is in his twenties this year, at the time when he is in good health and full of energy, and with the warm and fragrant soft jade in his arms, he can still breathe some residual ambiguous breath between his nostrils, and his body is a little uncontrollable to catch fire again.

     Realizing that he had reacted, Jiang Chenghan wanted to get up, but Yan Jingshu was in his arms, still resting on his arm. If he moved, he might wake him up, so he didn't dare to move for a while. I had no choice but to close my eyes, and at the same time recite the art of war in my heart, hoping to divert my attention and calm myself down.

     However, at this moment, Yan Jingshu suddenly moved, and the two of them were close to each other, only separated by two thin layers of clothing. The soft heat radiated, and Jiang Chenghan's heart, which had finally calmed down a little, burned up again. , the body froze for a moment.

     Xu was uncomfortable, Yan Jingshu frowned subconsciously. Jiang Chenghan stared at him closely, and was relieved to see that his eyelashes were trembling, but he didn't open his eyes or wake up.

     Not wanting to think about it the next moment, I heard Yan Jingshu's low, nasal voice from inside the tent, "Well, what time is it..."

     Jiang Chenghan hurriedly lowered his voice, and said softly: "It's just past Mao, and it's still early, so go on sleeping."

     "...Well." Yan Jingshu responded lightly, as if she really didn't intend to get up, she still didn't open her eyes, but she said to Jiang Chenghan in a low voice: "...the autumn morning is cool, you practice martial arts It's time to add some clothes to avoid the wind and cold." As he spoke, he turned over, turned his back to Jiang Chenghan, and moved his body to rest on the pillow beside him.

     The arm was free again, but Jiang Chenghan looked at Yan Jingshu's back at this time, and the same astonishment and surprise as when he ate those "hometown dishes" in the Duke's Mansion appeared again—how did Yan Jingshu know that he was doing this every morning? When is the time to practice martial arts?

     Jiang Chenghan looked at Yan Jingshu with complicated and profound meanings in his eyes. He wanted to ask, but Yan Jingshu had already fallen into a deep sleep at this time, he couldn't wake people up, so he had to give up for now. Right now, the person has been married back by him, and it will be a long time in the future, there will always be a day when he can figure it out.