Arc 4_ 37- 38

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Du Zhu and the Empress Dowager’s Various Matters

Bai Weiwei thought that if this went on much longer, the little fatty was sure to go to meet his grandfather. She took a breath, determinedly stomped, and reached for his face.

Gave him a hard kiss.

Unlike her last light, airy kiss.

This sudden kiss was overflowing with an indignant force.

Soft sweet lips, strongly pressed against his mouth, twisting and biting.

Her whole body was shaking, clearly afraid that she did not know what to do, but she still kissed him without hesitation.

Mu Yanjun was dazed, he only felt that all of his reason was locked away by this kiss.

He stood still and let Bai Weiwei kiss him.

The kiss didn’t last long, but for both parties, it seemed to last a lifetime.

Bai Weiwei finally could not endure. She loosened her lips, her eyes full of tears she refused to allow to fall, stubborn and pitiful.

“I kissed you, you let him go.”

Mu Yanjun was silent. He suddenly released his grip, the little fatty was thrown to the ground.

“Someone come, send the Emperor back.”

Immediately someone came in bowed their head and walked away quickly, while holding the little fatty.

Going like this, the little fatty was estimated to be locked up for life.

Bai Weiwei’s body was weak and soft, she was visibly frightened. She took a few steps back, directly falling into a chair.

Mu Yanjun looked at her coldly, raised his foot, step by step approaching her.

Bai Weiwei only felt that he was like a mountain, filled with the momentum to crush people dead.

He bowed his head, his eyelids drooping, his eyes dreadfully dark.

“You have nothing you want to tell me?”

Bai Weiwei’s fingers couldn’t help but touch her sleeve, her conscience was too guilty.

“What to say? I don’t want to talk to you.”

Mu Yanjun’s specialty was forcing confessions, how could he not hear her guilty fear through her words.

Her lying expression was obvious to the point of being ridiculous.

Mu Yanjun thought the more ludicrous one was himself, did he not have countless means to make a person speak the truth?

Now, he was too reluctant to use any kind of punishment on her.

Mu Yanjun burst out a laugh that was brimming with irony.

“Don’t want to say it? We can leave it for the bridal chamber to talk about, I hope you don’t let me down.”

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