The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 183:

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"I know!" Ning Cheng replied a little annoyed, raised a finger and muttered, "Isn't it just that she doesn't like goose fat rolls!"

Walking through the corridor and back to the room, Ning Yi stopped as soon as he opened the door.

Then he smiled.

His smile sank in the half-moon shadow and half-darkness in front of the room, quiet and elegant. His slanted eyebrows raised in a smooth arc, looking a little bit happy. The moonlight slanted over him, and that smile Blooming clear and bright in the moonlight.

He put his hand on the door and did not push it open immediately. He leaned against the door leisurely, suddenly wanting to savor the light and mysterious joy that only he knew at this moment.

This woman, with her little thoughts, slipped in through the back window even though it was over.

Recalling that before leaving the dinner party, he half-joked about asking her to come to his room. The tone of her promise sounded false. He knew she wouldn't come, so he just smiled.

I didn’t expect that she actually came. Was it because she was a little drunk, so she was willing to put aside her usual distance and reserve?

He was suddenly in a good mood.

He walked gently over and could vaguely smell the refreshing aroma that only people who have taken a bath intertwined with the agarwood curls in the incense burner. There was an ambiguous and charming aftertaste in the air.

Ning Yi smiled softly, thinking that she moved so fast, and she had already cleaned up everything.

He was about to call Ning Cheng to bring the snacks, but just when he turned his head, he suddenly heard a murmur of sweet laughter, which sounded touchingly in the darkness, and then a warm and youthful body fell into his arms.

Feng Zhiwei was in the toilet, squatting until her feet were numb.

She felt that she was feeling better and resolved several times, and wanted to stand up. As soon as she stood up straight, she felt a new wave of turmoil in her stomach.

She squatted until her head felt dizzy and her legs felt weak, but the seafood still did not spare her.

There is no one idle in the garden. Tonight, some of the Yan family who live in the west of the city are staying in the front yard. At this time, the backyard is so quiet that you can hear a pin drop, so even if she doesn't want to hear it, Ning Yi's side All movement and noise can be heard clearly.

She heard the sound of Ning Yi opening the door and his voice standing still in the room. There was no scolding, no rejection, no doubt. Ning Yi's room was naturally quiet.

She then laughed to herself - why should there be scolding, rejection and questions? What are you dreaming about? Yan Huaiying can enter this courtyard because he personally approved it.

Hey, I will see Miss Yan tomorrow, would you like to call my new aunt?

She held her stomach, feeling that tonight was a bad time, and seafood would definitely have a grudge against her in this life.

But I heard someone striding over, saying as they walked: "Wei, Wei, come out."

She had been squatting for too long, and Gu Nanyi was worried about coming to see her.

Feng Zhiwei's heart skipped a beat, thinking that Ning Yi didn't know that she was going to the toilet here after eating too much. What would Ning Yi think when she answered out loud?

He hurriedly packed himself up and was about to go out, but Gu Nanyi couldn't get an answer from her and became even more worried. He thought about it and knew that he couldn't break into the women's restroom, so he simply raised his palm and struck her.

With a bang, he knocked down half of the toilet.

The female body fell into Ning Yi's arms.

In an instant, it was as soft as silk, as smooth as silk, and a soft cloud enveloped Ning Yi in the darkness. The rich aroma of peony came in, and she shivered in his arms, feeling a little timid, aggrieved, and pitiful. , whispering: "Your Highness..."

Ning Yi was happy at first, but then realized something was wrong.

Feng Zhiwei would not be so soft, so fragrant, lying in his room with her clothes half open and heavily made up, actively dedicating herself to him for pleasure.

Oh no, Feng Zhiwei is so soft and fragrant, but she won’t let him taste it.

If Feng Zhiwei didn't push his hand away, it would be God's fault.

She must be the woman sent by the Yan family...

Some feeling of emptiness came up. The joy that was felt for a moment was now only a hint of disappointment. After the disappointment, he was a little angry, but he didn't know what to be angry about.

The woman's arms were like willows, and she climbed onto his shoulders. Her arms were trembling slightly, as if she was not very good at this kind of courting gesture, and her movements were a bit stiff, which made his neck feel uncomfortable.

He sneered, suddenly completely disgusted with the aroma of peony.

We will pull out all the peonies in the palace from now on!

Also, what does Ning Cheng do for food, to have people climb into his bed like this!

Just as he was about to push this inexplicable woman away, he suddenly heard a loud noise.

There was a bang not far from his back window, and then he heard a cry of surprise, but it was Feng Zhiwei's voice.

He was startled and was about to rush over, but the woman in his arms strangled him tightly. Ning Yi raised his eyebrows and was about to slap the woman to death. As soon as he raised his hand, he suddenly stopped.

Why was Feng Zhiwei outside his back window?

What is she doing?

He was stunned there, his eyes changing, and the conversation outside the window could be heard clearly.

"What are you doing!" Feng Zhiwei's voice was a little frightened.

"It's been too long." It was Gu Nanyi's calm voice, "Let's go to bed."

Feng Zhiwei seemed to be choked by the smoke and coughed loudly.

Ning Yi smiled slightly.

This smile looks like the one he had just before he opened the door, but upon closer inspection, it is different. If it was clear and bright just now, with a fresh and happy sparkle like dewdrops, now it is cold. It's charming, with a fragrance that's as seductive and heavy as a mandala flower in the night.

Yan Huaiying looked up at his smile, almost going crazy.

After Ning Yi smiled, he raised his hand and slowly fell on her shoulder. He used force on his hand and tore Yan Huaiying's clothes with a squeak.

Snow-white and round shoulders were exposed, shining like beautiful jade pearls in the half-dark light.

Yan Huaiying let out a low cry. She really didn't expect His Highness to be so anxious in this situation, knowing that someone was peeping. Do you want to... go to bed immediately? She blushed with embarrassment and looked outside with some fear. She was a little scared and a little happy. She felt it was inappropriate but didn't dare to refuse.

Ning Yi raised his hand to unbutton his collar again. A line of skin was moist and crystal clear. Yan Huaiying blushed and seemed to be unable to hide her eyes. After a while, she gently leaned her face against his chest.

With an inexplicable smile on his face, Ning Yi took her to the back window and opened the window sash.