Legend of Concubine's Daughter Minglan 知否知否 应是绿肥红瘦

C157. Faces in Marquis Ningyuan's Mansion (1)

Only until midnight did they stop making out. Minglan who was already worn out and lay on the bed feebly with her eyelids drooping heavily, having no intention to move a bit even though she was covered with sweats. As for Gu Tingye who had spent years drifting about and already got used to living a tough life didn't want to take a shower either. The only thing he would like to do now was kissing and hugging the sleepy girl in his arms.

Minglan had a very sound sleep. While she was in a trance, she felt that she had come back to her military training time in college when she had to stand at attention and take goose-step eight hours a day. At that time, she had always fallen asleep the moment her head had touched the pillow as if she had been beaten violently. Right now, her waist was limp, her legs were hurt, her bones seemed to be reinstalled and her head was in a completely mess. Maybe a reset button was necessary for her.

At dawn, Minglan was awake because she felt pressure on her body. Then she opened her mouth to exhale difficultly like a fish which had left the water. Having groped with her eyes closed, she found that a huge and strong leg was pressing on her belly right now. That made Minglan fly in a rage all of a sudden and only want to scratch the face of the man beside her. At the moment, Gu Tingye also woke up, feeling quite ready for a 'morning exercise'.

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However, Minglan lay flat on the stomach like a tortoise, burying her head in her pillow. Instead of turning the tortoise over, Gu Tingye just threw himself over Minglan and kissed the girl's gentle and delicate back all the way down, his stubble making the fair skin pin in a minute.

Minglan was almost suffocated and fought hard to refrain from rolling her eyes. She turned her head back with great difficulty, "You...you get off me. I can't breathe."

Gu Tingye, chuckling in a great mood, rolled over and held his cute wife into his arms while lying down on the bed. Minglan started panting on his chest and seeing the man laughing in such a good mood, out of indignation, she thumped on the chest with her two little fists, only to be hurt by the hard muscles. Minglan couldn't help but shout in pain, "Get your hands off me. I have to find some ointment."

Gu Tingye said in a happy tone, "No worries, I don't feel any pain."

Minglan raged, "I do!"

As the man who had delved deep into the top two most unrestrained places, Jiang Hu underworld and military camp, and earned himself quite a name from both, Gu Tingye, as expected, took her wrong, "It won't hurt soon in the future," said Gu Tingye in a doting tone as he nuzzled against Minglan's face, his eyes darkening.

It took Minglan quite a while to actually realize what he was talking about. Her face blushing scarlet, Minglan blurted out, some wrath in her tone, "Not there!"

"You...didn't feel any pain?" Gu Yingye's eyes lit up with some expectation coloring his tone as his hand groped down over Minglan's thigh.

Minglan nearly choked. She pressed his hand with all her might, her whole body aching, and threw him an angry stare, "Don't do it!"

The light of the morning sun beamed down through the curtain on them. So Gu Tingye saw Minglan's face straightly by that light. There was a tired look on Minglan's snow-white little face. The dark circles under her eyes were even more obvious but those eyes were still enchanting with so many expressions inside. Gu Tingye was so appealed to that, then he pulled her little hand to his mouth and started to blow on it with light flashing in his beautiful eyes.

After a long while, Minglan only uttered, "Well... Hmm..., we still have a life-time to spend together..." Her voice sounded lower and lower at last, which could be considered as a begging gesture.