Chapter 869 Reaching out for a hug (14)
The moon was rising above the willow branches, and when the maid waiting outside heard the sound of the wine jar breaking inside, she immediately forgot Shen Jing's instructions and hurriedly opened the door and went in.
The hall was in a mess. Shen Jing was sitting on the table with a lazy posture, holding a jar of wine in his hand.
He raised his head and took a sip. The wine flowed from the corner of his lips to his neck, and slowly penetrated into his clothes.
Drunk Shen Jing was like a monster. Only at this time did he really look like a demon, a soul-stealing demon.
The coquettish lips became even more rosy after being touched by the wine.
The maid was stunned, her eyes seemed to be glued to Shen Jing's body.
The king is so beautiful.
The maid slowly approached, walked to Shen Jing, and advised shyly: "Your Majesty, drinking alcohol is harmful to your health, please don't drink anymore."
Shen Jing lowered his hand holding the wine jar and moved his eyes to the maid's face.
The maid's cheeks turned red due to his drunken and seductive eyes.
Shen Jing looked at her and said nothing.
The maid thought her dissuasion had an effect.
From the first time she saw the king, she fell in love with him, but she didn't dare to speak, but she knew that the king must have something very sad in his heart, so sometimes she would see the king standing suddenly Somewhere, there was sadness in his eyebrows.
She felt sorry for him like this.
So I want to get close to him and let him not be sad.
The maid gathered her courage and continued: "I don't want the king to be sad. Although I speak softly, I am willing to do anything as long as it can make the king happy."
She said, biting her lip, lowering her head and not daring to look at Shen Jing.
Shen Jing was not drunk at all. He drank so much, but the more he drank, the more sober he became.
He was just deceiving himself, telling himself that he was drunk to numb himself.
Shen Jing had a playful smile on his face: "Are you willing to do anything?"
Hope arose in the maid's heart, and she immediately raised her head, wanting Shen Jing to take a good look at her. She nodded: "Yes, I am willing to do anything."
Shen Jing stretched out his hand, and his slender white fingers were about to fall on her cheek.
The maid closed her eyes, extremely nervous.
She had already smelled the faint fragrance on his body. If she could be touched by him, it would be a blessing.
However, just a little bit away, Shen Jing's hand stopped in mid-air.
The maid waited for a long time but didn't wait. She opened her eyes in confusion. A cold smile appeared on Shen Jing's lips, and her light gray eyes were as cold as jade.
His voice sounded as if it had gone through ice: "Oh? Now I want to kill someone. Are you willing to sacrifice to make me happy?"
Her heartbeat suddenly became faster. The maid looked at his face and realized that he was not joking.
The pretty little face turned pale in an instant.
It was true that she liked the king, but when she said that she wanted to make him happy, she was implying something else, rather than sacrificing herself.
If you die, there will be nothing left.
So her body trembled and she said: "Slave, slave"
So, people are just so good at lying.
Shen Jing suddenly lost interest, took back his hand, and said lightly: "If you enter the temple without my permission, you will die."
As soon as he finished speaking, in just a moment, the maid who was still standing in front of Shen Jing turned into smoke.
Shen Jing's eyes were stained with blood, and a trace of red light flashed in his light gray eyes.
He waved his hand gently, and the wine jars in front of him disappeared.
Tomorrow is going to be a very interesting day.
(End of chapter)