Her fair cheeks, delicate willow-leaf brows, and dainty nose framed a pair of luscious lips, slightly parted. The breath she exhaled stirred the heart and muddled the mind.
Her bright eyes were captivating. When their gazes met, Jiang Cheng found himself unable to speak.
Under Jiang Cheng's gaze, a shy flush appeared on Wu Yingying's cheeks.
Only a moment later did Jiang Cheng come back to his senses.
He was certain Wu Yingying had used some kind of charm-like ability on him. Otherwise, his resistance couldn't possibly have been so weak.
Slowly, Wu Yingying's lips curved upward, as if chiding Jiang Cheng for not being more proactive. She even leaned forward, pressing herself against him.
Jiang Cheng could hear his own heartbeat. He couldn't understand why, even though he had violated a taboo, Wu Yingying showed no intention of killing him.
Had this body saved him?
Lu Jianli?
Since he couldn't figure it out, he decided not to dwell on it. Steadying himself, Jiang Cheng gently supported Wu Yingying and sat with her on the edge of the bed.
"My lady." He slipped an arm around her slender waist and leaned close to her ear, softly breathing against it. "Is it... that you blame your husband for neglecting you?"
Wu Yingying's gaze turned plaintive, but only for a moment; a pool of springlike warmth soon washed it away. Then she gently shook her head.
Jiang Cheng smiled and slowly lowered his head, brushing his cheek against Wu Yingying's. "My lady, your husband is the newly appointed top graduate in the palace examinations. I know you're skilled with words, too. How about we trade verses together tonight and pass the time?"
Wu Yingying blinked her lively eyes, then gave a slight nod.
Wonderful! He could stall for more time!
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