The boat Guo Xiao prepared had two tents, one for two boatmen, and the two of them drove the night boat alternately. It was cold in the first month and they had to sleep in the tent at night to survive. The other one, of course, was living with Song Jianing.

A dim oil lamp was lit in the boat tent. The moment Guo Xiao pushed in, Song Jianing saw it at a glance. On the simple bed, there were only overlapping quilts, and two pillows were placed, just like a couple. Song Jianing's face sank, stopped at the door, lowered his eyes and said, "What's the point?"

"I won't touch you, but I won't live in the same boat with the guards." Guo Xiao closed the door and said without any refusal.

"I'll sleep outside." Song Jianing immediately turned around and wanted to go out, but Guo Xiao blocked the door and stared at her and said, "The water is cold, you are outside, I'm afraid that you will see your body tomorrow morning."

Song Jianing did not retreat at all: "I would rather freeze to death than want others to misunderstand."

Guo Xiao sneered and pointed to the north and asked, "Do you think we will sleep separately. Zhao Heng will know that you are being kidnapped by me in the future. Will he believe that I have never touched you?"

Song Jianing's face turned pale, and the figure of the prince just appeared in his mind. His body suddenly flew into the air, but Guo Xiao was hugged and walked towards the bed. Through this journey, Song Jianing knew that he could not resist his strength. He was about to get to the bed. Song Jianing pursed his lips, and then took the moment Guo Xiao pulled her down, immediately pulled the hairpin on his head, turned around, and threatened with the tail of the hairpin against his throat, "Get closer, I will die in front of you immediately!"

She didn't believe it, and didn't believe that the two of them really slept in the same bed, and Guo Xiao wouldn't touch her.

Her hair became distracted, her almond eyes were wide open, like an angry hedgehog, full of vigilance towards him. Guo Xiao smiled, stood in front of the bed, her tall and burly body blocking the candlelight, and the shadow happened to hit her, as if the two of them were integrated. Attention to this coincidence, Guo Xiao moved slightly, allowing his shadow to completely cover her. After a moment of enjoyment, Guo Xiao asked her helplessly: "An An, have you ever thought about it? If I don't care about you, I'll want you first. If you are injured or dead, what do you have to do with me?"

Song Jianing's eyes changed slightly.

Guo Xiao keenly captured this change of her. He sighed, took a few steps back, sat on the chair, grabbed the white porcelain tea bowl and turned it around for a few times, and then looked at her and said, "You dare to threaten me, but in fact, it is just an admission. You believe in my heart for you, you believe that I really like you, and I would rather not touch you than want you to be hurt."

He looked joking, and he also had a hint of pampering as if it were present and vague.

Looking at Guo Xiao like this, Song Jianing remembered his previous life again. Guo Xiao ignored her affection because of her beauty, but Guo Xiao was not a dirty hooligan. He tried to have sex with her on the first night, and Song Jianing kept crying, so he stopped. Why? Because he was the noble prince, because he had the pride of the prince, he disdained to force a woman with brute force, and he wanted her to be willing, at least half-super.

Song Jianing threatened to die, not because he believed in Guo Xiao's heart, but because he believed that Guo Xiao was not so despicable.

But Song Jianing did not dare to tell the truth, did not dare to irritate Guo Xiao. If Guo Xiao was in a good mood, he would not touch her. She would rather abide by his self-righteousness.

Still holding the hairpin in his hand, Song Jianing lowered his head, as if his worries were exposed.
Chapter completed!