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  Unconsciously, Wei Luo's breathing became a bit urgent, and her small black face began to flush red, that red had unconsciously spread to the tip of her ears.

  Jingling Gongzi slightly tilted his head, quietly gazing at her. His expression was light and calm, without any discernible emotions - his coolness made Weiluo's rapidly beating heart relax a little.

  She took off her black cloak and stepped lightly, then carefully spread it out on the ground, folding the sleeve corners and the hem corners.

  These actions, Wei Luo did very seriously and carefully.

  But she was too serious, too meticulous.

  Two rows of maidservants remained motionless with their heads bowed, as if they didn't exist.

  Jingling Gongzi slightly tilted his head, and the handsome face still had no expression. He watched every move of Weiluo until she finally folded a corner of her clothes, then he slowly opened his mouth, "Little one, I need to change into loose clothes."

  He spoke very calmly and steadily, completely stating facts.

  It's rare because his tone is too lacking in spirit. It makes those maids involuntarily raise their eyes to look at him quietly.

  Wei Luo's mouth twitched violently as she heard his words - of course, she knew he still wanted to take off his clothes. But, but, she had originally planned to get through this quickly, hoping that the remaining clothes would be left for those servant girls to wear, and now she was both tired and hungry, her heart very weak, unable to withstand the commotion...

  Since the Duke of Jingling has spoken, Wei Luo no longer dared to be self-righteous. She hastily turned around and bowed her head, saying with great respect and humility: "This humble one was mistaken."

  She stepped forward and reached out her hand to touch the neck button of Jingling Gongzi's middle garment.

  This cord button was made into a farm tool spade shape, with a color like bronze, small and lovely. But no matter how lovely it was, Wei Luo couldn't bear to look at it for long, because behind it was the neck of the Duke of Jingling, that protruding Adam's apple!

  Looking at that Adam's apple, for some reason, Wei Luo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then she found herself extremely thirsty.

  Wei Luo secretly glanced at Prince Jing Ling, thinking to herself: I wonder if he will allow me to excuse myself to get a drink? As soon as she looked up, her eyes met Prince Jing Ling's deep and quiet gaze, and she immediately lowered her head.

  At this time, Wei Luo was not only thinking about drinking water, she also wanted to pee, she even more wanted to faint, and she even hoped that someone would burst in.

  But no! There's nothing at all!

  Blinking, Wei Luo suddenly felt very wronged. What's wrong with this Jinling young master that he can't ask someone else to do it? Why did he have to come and make her undress him herself? She hadn't eaten or slept for two days, so why was he still making her heart beat so fast, making her not look like herself at all?

  Of course, she was also half-daring not to reveal her grievances. At most, she would just sneak a peek at Gongzi Ling, and when staring at his collar button, she would grit her teeth and imagine that bulging Adam's apple as a chicken drumstick!

  Her hand trembled as she slowly, slowly reached his Adam's apple, and when her fingers touched the smooth masculine skin, Wei Luo's small hand suddenly shook and dropped down.

  However, just as her hand was about to drop, Wei Luo suddenly took a deep breath, and she inhaled so hard that she didn't even care if Prince Jing could hear it.

  After taking a deep breath, Wei Luo put her hand on his collar and finally gathered the courage to take off his middle garment.

  When her hands finally steadied a little, the quiet Jingling Gongzi spoke up, his voice with two parts huskiness, "But taking off one piece of clothing, why is the child so tense?"

  His voice was calm and carried a hint of curiosity. Of course, when Wei Luo heard it in her ear, she felt that there was more to this voice than met the eye, far from being as friendly as it sounded.

  Wei Luo's lips trembled slightly, and she stammered in a low, tense voice: "I'm so inferior, it's the first time I've gotten close to a noble person's body, I'm both happy and scared."

  Isn't this answer very proper?

  With a slight frown, Wei Luo concentrated her attention on her fingers, feeling a little proud of herself.

  Jingling Gongzi's lips curled up again.

  He remained calm and serene, quietly looking at Wei Luo and asked: "The child was born from prison, but his body is naturally clear and cool, why?"

  He really asked very naturally, except for a bit of curiosity, nothing else could be heard.

  However, Wei Luo's small hand still trembled slightly.

  Her hand trembled slightly, and she stopped moving until her small hands were stable before Wei Luo began to untie the second button. This button was made so well, it was too good, sob, she could no longer see his skin, would not accidentally touch his skin again, and would not make a mistake because of this, sob, it was really made too well!

  To the Weiluo who was grateful for the cord button on the chest of the Jingling Public Son, he had no heart to think about other words of the Jingling Public Son. Even if he had just heard it clearly and felt that something was wrong, this joy made him forget again - his whole fortune, all his energy, all his will were in resisting his omnipresent masculine aura, controlling himself to behave normally in front of him, his mind was already empty. Originally, she was already slow in thinking due to fatigue and hunger, and her rationality was reduced.

  Because she was too focused, Wei Luo actually forgot that Prince Jing's question was extremely unusual and she forgot to respond.

  Jingling Gongzi remained silent and continued staring at her, without asking any further questions.

  Finally got the second pill open.

  Then comes the third button.

  It's quite simple, basically, as long as she doesn't come into contact with his skin, Wei Luo feels that his breath isn't so suffocating - it seeps into her from every pore, making her heart feel like it's going to jump out. It makes her feel like her heartbeat is loud enough for the entire Jinling Fu to hear, making her feel like she'll accidentally reveal her identity if she's not careful.

  It's all solved now.

  Wei Luo let out a breath of relief, and this breath was released very naturally, so there was also a slight sound.

  Having completed the first step, Wei Luo was delighted. Her eyebrows and eyes curved into a line, only lacking a smile. She turned around and walked to the back of Jing Ling Gongzi, taking off his middle garment.

  Wei Luo put her undergarments on a nearby stool and turned around.

  As she turned her head, her small face suddenly flushed again, reddening all the way to her ears.

  Inside the Gongzi of Queling, he wore a light-colored silk garment. This type of silk fabric is different from others and seems to have been mixed with special materials. Of course, this is not the point, the point is that apart from being comfortable and soft, this silk garment also has another advantage, which is its transparency.

  It was very transparent, and the solid muscles of Jingling Gongzi, as well as the two red dots on his chest, appeared clearly in Weiluo's eyes.

  Wei Luo stared blankly at the beautiful scene in front of her.

  This is indeed a beautiful scenery, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, long legs of the Jinling young master. Apart from having perfect facial features, he also has an unbeatable physique.

  At this time, his black hair fell on the white silk clothes, and one strand even hung down to his chest lock - there was no clothes blocking it!

  Damn it, knowing that you were born with a majestic and awe-inspiring appearance that surpasses others, why don't you cover up more?

  Suddenly, Wei Luo felt suffocated.

  Suddenly, her vision went black. In the darkness, amidst the daze, a flash of joy crossed Wei Luo's stagnant mind: Ah, my poor heart, I had almost forgotten about it!

  In her joy, she closed her eyes, and with a loud "thud", she fell to the ground with her buttocks. In the slightly furrowed brow of the Duke of Jingling, a maid stepped forward, felt her nose tip, looked up respectfully and said: "Your Highness, she has fainted."

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