When the palace people almost fell off the chin when they saw Xie Jingrun holding a dish in one hand and came out of the kitchen.

This scene is really inconsistent.

What is the majesty, domineering, ruthless and intimidating person?

A group of palace people thought they had hallucinations.

Such a down-to-earth emperor made them very uncomfortable.

Rong Qingqing then served two dishes and came out of the kitchen.

Seeing everyone's reaction, she realized that she had just sent the king of a country to serve food.

"What are you doing while standing?" Xie Jingrun's voice pulled back her thoughts.

Only then did she see Xie Jingrun leaving and returning, and she had already walked in front of her.

Seeing her stunned, Xie Jingrun rubbed her head and said, "Why are you stunned? Come in and have a meal." After that, he naturally took the plate from her.

Looking at the man walking into the room, Rong Qingqing came to her senses and raised her heels.

Xie Jingrun is the king of a country, but in front of her, he is just her husband.

This consciousness made her feel sweet.

The two sat opposite each other.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Xie Jingrun turned his head and looked at her, and asked, "What is a good day today? Why did you suddenly remember to cook in person?"

Rong Qingqing helped him serve a bowl of soup, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "You think it's a good day, that's a good day."

Xie Jingrun thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "Did Zhao Cheng come here in the morning?"

"Yeah." Rong Qingqing responded vaguely and lowered her head to drink the soup.

Xie Jing curled the corners of her lips, and finally understood why she was so virtuous today.

After dinner, Rong Qingqing had just entered the clean room and was about to take a shower. After her feet, Xie Jingrun followed her in and hugged her from behind, brushing her warm lips over her ears, "Is it okay tonight...?"

Rong Qingqing's heart trembled, she turned her head and looked at the man behind her. She listened to his slightly heavy breathing, without saying anything, turned around and hugged his waist.

She could understand him, after all, she was still young and had a first love story. After enduring it for a few days, she was afraid she could no longer bear it.

Her actions were like encouragement.

The joyful color soaks Xie Jingrun's eyebrows and eyes.

He helped her face up, leaned over and kissed her, and his slender fingers hooked her belt.

Soon, the clothes were stumbled on the ground.

The woman's dazzling white skin fell into his eyes.

His slightly narrowed eyes were stained with the grimness.

Rong Qingqing was so hot that she was even curled up shyly by his eyes. She was about to raise her hand to cover her, but he suddenly leaned over and picked her up.

Thinking of what would happen next, Rong Qingqing bit her lip.

Soon, the sound of wading came from the bathhouse.

Rong Qingqing suddenly regretted it and dared not tease him in the bathroom.

Xie Jingrun was rebellious of the coldness and coldness in front of others, and his enthusiasm made Rong Qingqing unable to withstand it.

Listening to the woman's shattering sound, it seemed like a wild beast was awakening in his body, eating the marrow and knowing the taste, over and over again, never getting tired of it.

...

I don’t know how long it took, but the movements and stills in the clean room returned to peace.

The door of the clean room opened, Xie Jingrun walked out with Rong Qingqing in his arms. In the bend of his arms, the woman's long hair fell, and there was still a flush on her face that was still unfading. She curled up in his arms like a cat.
Chapter completed!