The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Chapter 561 Extra Thank You Banquet (28)

Jiang Wantang's pair of watery peach blossom eyes opened and closed again, her clear eyes full of surprise and confusion.

Could it be that she had sleepwalked to the ground and slept with Xie Zhiyan in her arms all night?!

Jiang Wantang's pupils trembled, and she quietly raised her eyes to look at Xie Zhiyan beside her. She saw the latter lying flat on his back, sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed. His eyebrows and eyes were extremely charming, and when he was not smiling, he was cold, aloof, and unattainable...

But when she smiles, the corners of her eyes turn up, making her look seductive like a fox and bewitching.

There was a contradictory appeal to him—like wildfire mixed with frost, or perhaps it could be said that he was sometimes cold and aloof like a god, and sometimes evil and alluring like a demon.

Jiang Wantang's gaze slowly shifted downwards...

Eyelashes so thick they can catch the light, nose bridge high, lips thin and rosy...

In the morning light, his cold face lost some of its sharpness and became a little softer, making him indescribably handsome and elegant.

She thought, with such a beautiful appearance, it was no wonder that he was the dream lover of all the noble ladies in Beijing.

Jiang Wantang looked at it and shook her head suddenly. What was she thinking about?

Is this the right time to think about these things?

She was wrapped around Xie Zhiyan like an octopus—her left leg across his waist, her right arm pressing against his chest. Even worse...

At this moment, the two of them were clinging tightly to the brocade quilt with the pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water.

No matter how you look at it, she can't be considered the innocent one...

If Xie Zhiyan woke up and found out about this, how would she face anyone?

After all, who would believe the nonsense about sleepwalking?

Jiang Wantang held her breath, carefully pulled her legs away from the man, turned around quietly, and crawled towards the bed...

However, when she turned around, she didn't notice that the man with his eyes closed had a slight smile on his lips.

Jiang Wantang sighed in her heart that luckily the person was still awake. Just as she was breathing a sigh of relief, a large and powerful hand suddenly grabbed her ankle.

The calloused knuckles caressed her slender white ankles twice, intentionally or unintentionally...

"..."

Jiang Wantang's pupils trembled suddenly, and she froze in shock.

However, Xie Zhiyan had already stood up and was lying on his side on the quilt, supporting his head with one hand and holding the little fox's ankle tightly with the other hand as it tried to escape.

The next moment, he exerted a little force in his hand, pulled the person back, turned over and pressed him under him...

Xie Zhiyan looked at the embarrassed Jiang Wantang below him with a half-smile. He suddenly approached, his breath warm, his lips almost brushing the tip of your ear, his voice full of smile: "Why are you running?"

"Tangtang, you've hugged me, touched me, and even slept with me. Don't you want to be responsible for me anymore?"

Jiang Wantang's face flushed, and she pushed him away in panic and sat up.

She lowered her head, hugged her knees, and said in an awkward defense: "I was just sleeping, I didn't even take off my clothes, it doesn't count...it doesn't count..."

"It's nothing." Xie Zhiyan propped up his chin with one hand, reached out and took Jiang Wantang's small hand, tearing open the collar of his wedding dress. He saw a few suspicious red marks on the cold white skin at the collarbone, fresh...

He stared straight at Jiang Wantang, the corners of his eyes still showing the laziness of just waking up, but his eyes were clear and bright: "Tangtang was so enthusiastic last night, why did you turn your face and ignore me at dawn?"

Jiang Wantang pulled her hand back as if she had been electrocuted, and the remaining warmth from her fingertips burned the tips of her ears red.

Her heart was beating very fast.

Afterwards, Jiang Wantang said in astonishment: "How is this possible?!"

"How could I..."

How could she do such a thing while asleep?!

"how?"

"Tangtang doesn't admit it?"

Xie Zhiyan looked at her with a smile, his laziness revealing a bit of nonchalance: "There are only Tangtang and I in this room. If it's not you, who else could it be?"

As he spoke, he deliberately moved closer and raised his neck so that she could see the red mark more clearly.

Jiang Wantang looked away, feeling guilty and uncomfortable. She said weakly, "I... I fell asleep. I don't remember anything."

"Oh?"

"Don't you remember?"

Xie Zhiyan chuckled, as if he had expected it, with a hint of playful smile in his eyes: "It's okay, I still remember it."

"Maybe you can help Tangtang...recall the past..."

When he spoke, he deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Last night, Tangtang suddenly hugged me and didn't let go, and then..."

Before he could finish his words, Jiang Wantang suddenly leaned over and covered Xie Zhiyan's mouth with his hand, preventing him from continuing.

The two of them were lying on the floor in an indescribable posture with the woman on top and the man on the bottom.

The two of them looked at each other. Xie Zhiyan lay obediently below, his fox-like eyes deeply curved, full of smiles, looking at Jiang Wantang with burning eyes.

Jiang Wantang seemed very imposing, but her beautiful face was completely red. She covered his mouth with her hands and angrily warned him, "Don't say that again!"

Xie Zhiyan liked to see her blushing and shy face, but he was also afraid of really angering her, so he knew when to stop and nodded wisely.

Just as she nodded, the slightly cool lips brushed against Jiang Wantang's palm intentionally or unintentionally, startling her so much that she hurriedly stood up and stepped back.

The culprit was lying on the floor, looking at her with an innocent look and a lazy smile.

Jiang Wantang was so angry that she wanted to step on him, but when she raised her eyes, she saw the dazzling and hot sunlight shining in through the window - it was clearly noon.

Her pupils suddenly shrank as she suddenly remembered that according to the rules, the bride should get up early on the second day after entering the house to offer tea and pay her respects to her mother-in-law and grandmother.

But she overslept, and no servant came to wake her up.

Jiang Wantang became anxious and didn't care about anything else. She rushed outside and called Xiuzhu's name.

But the whole yard was quiet, as if there was no one there.

Seeing her flustered and anxious expression, Xie Zhiyan calmed down his nonchalant attitude, quickly stood up, hugged her and comforted her: "Don't worry, Tangtang, it's okay. Grandma has instructed not to let anyone disturb our rest."

"It's okay to go to the party."

Jiang Wantang stepped away from his arms and looked at him blankly.

Xie Zhiyan smiled gently. He raised his hand and gently rubbed Jiang Wantang's head, saying soothingly, "Although the Xie Mansion has many rules, they won't be too restrictive for Tangtang."

"Even if grandma didn't tell me to stay up late today, it doesn't matter."

"Not just today, but every day from now on, Tangtang can sleep as late as she wants..."

His eyes were gentle and his tone was serious and gentle, which inexplicably soothed Jiang Wantang's anxious heart.

After just a few days of getting along, she seemed to have developed some trust and dependence on him.

But having said that, the elders are generous, and as a junior, she cannot make them wait too long.

So Jiang Wantang didn't delay any longer and went to the inner room to wash up.

Xie Zhiyan called the maids in to help her dress up, and he also washed up briefly.

In the past, there were no maids serving in his courtyard, only a few rough men like Zhang Long and Zhao Hu. Now that Jiang Wantang has come in, the maids in charge of serving her are all selected by him personally.

Zhang Long, Zhao Hu and several other men were also driven to live in the courtyard next door. Anyway, he didn't need anyone to serve him.

There was no woman in this yard before, and now he is the only man left.

After Xie Zhiyan finished washing up, he saw Jiang Wantang choosing clothes in the house...