Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 82

[Chapter 81 Chapter 81: Tattoos]

There was no charcoal fire in the house, the air was cold, but the big hand that was gently pinched around his waist was so warm and powerful.

Yu Lingxi’s hair was pulled to one side of the shoulder and hung down, and the wet and cool rat whisker pen swam on the waist socket, and the line was not finished, and there was a tendency to continue to go down.

“…… Itchy. She clasped her fingers on the edges of the case and couldn’t help but shiver.

The hand pinched at the side of the waist tightened and pinched again. This pure skin white Xuan is too delicate, it is not too inky, and the black handwriting is lined with a white skin tone, almost enchanting.

Ning Yin slowly closed his pen, and his voice was slightly hoarse: “What is the body of the old age made of, so soft and smooth.” ”

He sniffed his head and concluded, “It’s still fragrant.” ”

Fang Cai still felt cold Yu Lingxian, and now it was hot again.

If she had been in the palace before, she could see Ning Yin’s habits. But now, after all, she was in her own mansion, and she was not so comfortable thinking that her brother and sister might come with her, or that someone might pass by outside the hood.

“Nonsense.” Yu Lingxi subconsciously wanted to cover up.

“What’s the rush?”

Ning Yin pressed her coat, “I haven’t stamped my private seal yet.” ” Pen Fun Court website m.biqiudu. com

When he caught a glimpse of the familiar ink jade private seal, Yu Lingxian suddenly choked…

He carried it with him!

“If I had known that, I wouldn’t have sent you this piece of jade in the first place.”

Yu Ling muttered in annoyance, and there was a little more nimbly delicacy on his cheeks.

“The soft white jade is not around, and the king can only use the cold ink jade to relieve the pain of acacia.”

Ning Yin said solemnly, and the knuckles had pulled down her skirt.

There was no mud, and he furrowed his brows imperceptibly.

Seeing that the person behind him had not moved for a long time, Yu Lingxi’s residual shame was almost unable to hold on, and he couldn’t help but bury his face in the crook of Ning Yin’s arm, and said, “How long do you want me to freeze?” Hurry up. ”

A conniving chuckle came from behind him.

I don’t know what Ning Yin was tinkering with, but within a few moments, the warm ink jade seal gently covered the position below her back waist.

Ning Yin picked up the sleeve robe and wiped her fingers, then leaned over, and the tip of her nose went down along her waistline, printing the thin lips on the ink on the waist socket.

With a quiet and pious kiss, Yu Lingxian felt a warm current flow up his waist and spread across his limbs and skeletons.

It’s hell out of nowhere.

She blushed, didn’t stop shaking her shoulders, and sneezed.

The man behind him untied the dagger and hugged her into it, and the man’s hot body temperature dispelled the cold of late winter.

Yu Lingxi coveted this piece of warmth and thickness, unconsciously softened his body and leaned into his arms, half thinking: “This is not fair.” ”

“Huh?” Ning Yin gently pinched her jaw.

Yu Lingxian looked up at him and hummed softly, “I also want to carve a seal and leave a unique mark on you.” ”

“It turned out to be for this.”

Ning Yin rubbed the corner of her lips with his thumb, “Turn around and carve it for you.” ”

“Really?” Yu Lingxian was amazed at his obedience.

Ning Yin’s eyes lit up with a little excitement, and he played with her sideburns slowly, “When you find the paint, you will give the year a carving.” ”

Pigment?

Do I need paint for engraving?

Yu Lingxi did not know much about craftsmanship, and soon this doubt was diluted by expectations.

Ning Yin’s shoulders, wide legs, long waist and narrow waist, extremely healthy body, and his skin is more cold and white than ordinary people, if the bright red seal falls, it will be…

That picture, she didn’t dare to think about in her previous life.

It must have been influenced by Ning Yin, and her mind became unorthodox.

Yu Lingxi decided to find something serious, thought about it and whispered, “Ning Yin, do you want to be the emperor?” ”

Ning Yin’s voice was calm and light, to the point: “General Yu, or what Yu Huanchen meant?” ”

“I wanted to ask myself.” Yu LingXian Said.

She did not doubt Ning Yin’s intentions in the slightest. The love of the little madman is always hot and paranoid, and the other level of paranoia is the special affection that is different from ordinary people.

She was just not sure if she could shoulder the responsibility of the mother’s world.

“Want to be emperor?” Ning Yin asked without changing his color.

Yu Lingxi didn’t pay attention to the strangeness of his words for a moment, and subconsciously shook his head: “I don’t want to…”

Then he shook his head and sighed softly, “I don’t know.” ”

If Ning Yin wanted to seize the reserve and wanted to stand taller, she should not be Ning Yin’s bondage.

“What do you think?” Yu Lingxian asked.

“I want to talk about love.”

Ning Yin blinked his eyes and said more clearly, “Go to the bed and talk.” ”

Yu Lingxi hurriedly held down his hand and stepped back a little: “I’m at home, I’m not allowed…”

“I want to press the age.” Ning Yin pinched her waist socket.

When Yu Lingxian ascended, his whole body softened, and he hurriedly broke away from his arms and hurriedly put together the scattered middle and winter coats.

Ning Yin smiled lowly, raised his hand to sniff the girlish fragrance left over from his knuckles, and sent it to his lips for a kiss.

In his own mansion, Yu Lingxi did not dare to be too indulgent in the end, so he said that he would send Ning Yin out of the palace before dark.

Ning Yin sat on the carriage, his face expressionless, his eyes dark enough to swallow no one.

For a person of his nature, today is a great tolerance.

“Tomorrow, the king will come to pick you up.”

Ning Yin dropped such a sentence, and regardless of Yu Yuan’s expression on the side, he let the attendant drive away.

Yu Lingxi turned his head back, looked at Yu Yuan cautiously, and smiled: “Father, is the daughter’s vision of choosing a husband and wife very powerful?” ”

The daughter smiled brightly, but Yu Yuan’s heart was as heavy as the sea.

In the middle of the night, he sighed, raised his hand and patted his daughter’s shoulder, and left without saying anything.

When Yu Lingxi returned to the room, the first thing he did was to cover the door and window to remove his clothes, stand with his back to the floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror for changing clothes, and turn his head to look at the love poem on the back.

But the angle was too tricky, so she had to pick up the diamond mirror of the dressing and adjust the angle one after the other.

The waist is like snow, and the ink-colored handwriting is faintly visible.

Yu Lingxian originally thought that Ning Yinding was writing something teasing like “pressing the age of the year”, but after looking at the front and back mirrors for a long time, he only saw the eight words that were free:

【Years and years, lingxi eternal music】

The seal next to the handwriting is not the bright red of the usual clay, but a faint red color.

Yu Lingxi slowly lowered the diamond mirror, his clothes half-faded, and stood in front of the mirror for a long time.

What to do? She raised her hand to cover her cheek.

Like, can’t wait for tomorrow.

……

JingWang Mansion, Tangchi.

The mist was thick, and the handsome man stood in the middle of the huge pool, revealing the slender upper body like a knife and axe, the ink hair hanging down to the waist, and the fine water droplets along the collarbone crossed the white wound on the chest, flowed through the gully of the waist and abdomen, and finally fell into the water.

“Your Highness, the witness card has been properly arranged.”

The tall shadow of the folded halberd was cast on the door, dutifully praying for movement, “It is only the medical record of the Tai Hospital that year, but it is difficult to recover.” ”

Ning Yin closed his eyes and said, “Let the chess pieces of the Tai Hospital run, the queen has never given birth to a child, and I will know it as soon as I test it.” ”

“The subordinates understand.”

Folding, he said, “And the red blood that Your Highness entrusted the people to look for, I also found it.” ”

Seeing Ning Yin’s acquiescence, he opened the door of the temple and held the tray in both hands: “Can you ask your subordinates for help?” ”

“Not necessarily.” Ning Yin raised his finger.

Folding the halberd, he placed the tray on the table by the side of the pool, and withdrew with his fist.

Ning Yin opened his ink-colored eyes, stepped up the stone steps against the water mist, and casually grabbed the Mu towel on the side and wiped his body.

In the tray on the case table was a white jade box, and through the transparent jade, the red dye contained in it was faintly visible.

Ning Yin threw aside the semi-wet towel, then picked up a silver needle in the tray and indifferently placed it on the fireworks of the candlestick and lit it.

He looked at the floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror for a long time, and pressed the silver needle stained with red dye against his chest.

Stitch after stitch, tattooed bright red handwriting on the wound in the heart.

The red liquid condensed into beads, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a dye or a blood stain.

An hour later, the bright red word “Spirit Rhinoceros” loomed on his cold white and firm chest.

She was the good thought on the tip of his heart, the name engraved on the scar.

On the soft bed was a heart coat with a stacked moon white, and Ning Yin picked it up and wiped away the blood beads oozing from his chest.

In this way, his traces of her and her were forever fused together.

The candle flickered, Ning Yin did not wear clothes, found a chair and sat down with his legs folded, looking at himself naked in the mirror.

At first, he had just come out of the soup pool, and the color of the tattoo was extremely bright red.

But after hanging for a while, the word “Lingxi” also gradually faded with the drop of body temperature, and finally merged with the skin color.

Ning Yin rested the silver needle back into the tray satisfactorily, got up and grabbed a robe and draped it.

See you tomorrow, I hope Yu Yuan has figured it out, otherwise…

Ning Yin’s lips moved slightly, and he raised his hand to touch his heart.

[End of This Chapter]