"Squeak—" There was another soft sound, and the man slowly pushed open the window, and then jumped in. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Flower thief!

This was the first thought that came to Mochuan's mind.

He pushed the window out without thinking about it, and then jumped in through the window, and the place where he landed was no longer in his room, but appeared in Shen Ning's room.

When I raised my eyes, I saw a figure in white, holding a bamboo basket in his hand, slowly walking towards Shen Ning who was lying on the bed step by step.

The flower thief may have been too focused, and Mo Chuan's body was swift and light, and he landed silently, so he didn't even notice that there was another person in the room.

Shen Ning didn't like to sleep with curtains, she always felt stuffy, and the curtain made of light yarn was hung on both sides of the bed with two small silver hooks, and she didn't put it down.

So her begonia spring sleeping posture was presented in front of the eyes of the two men at a glance.

A ray of moonlight shone faintly in front of the bed, and also illuminated her entire face.

Her sleeping face was sweet, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and she smiled lightly, as if she was having a good dream.

A jade arm like a snow lotus root was placed on his chest, covered with green silk, and a water-red brocade quilt was placed on his body, and the corner of it fell obliquely outside the bed.

Even when she slept, she was dressed tightly, only half of her arms were exposed, but that lazy and wanton sleeping posture had an indescribable allure, firmly attracting the attention of the white-clothed figure.

He stood quietly three feet in front of the bed, put down the bamboo basket in his hand, and stared at her sleeping face fixedly, without making a sound.

Through the white moonlight, Mo Chuan found that the flower thief had brought a basket full of eggs.

This flower thief also gives eggs to the flowers he wants to pick?

Mo Chuan found that he couldn't understand the thief.

Confused, he decided to wait and see what happened, not to alarm the strange thief.

He has a calm personality, he plans before he acts, and he never makes casual judgments recklessly, especially at this time.

If the flower thief really wanted to do something to her, he would be able to do it again.

Finally, the figure in white moved.

He stepped forward silently, his eyes kept looking at her pale and delicate face, and finally slowly bent down, held his breath, and kissed his slightly upturned red lips that he had been thinking about for a long time.

Mo Chuan is furious!

Dare is really a flower thief, he dares to do such a dirty thing under his nose, he will never spare him!

"Your Excellency, you are so skilled, but you didn't expect to do such a shameless flower picking job, don't you feel ashamed!"

His lips were not touched, and a faint sweetness was wrapped around his nose, and when the man in white was drunk, he suddenly heard a sneer from behind, which made him suddenly break out in a cold sweat.

He straightened his waist and turned around.

With his kung fu, where would he wait until someone bullied his side to find out, when he found Mo Chuan standing less than a foot behind him, his eyes were cold.

The man in black suddenly appeared in her room silently, and it must have bad intentions.

He questioned himself as a shameless flower thief, maybe he himself was the real shameless flower thief!

"Where are you from?" asked the man in white, in a deep voice.

"Where are you from!" Mo Chuan sneered coldly.

The moonlight shone on the face of the man in white, his hair was lifted by the wind blowing from the window, and his white clothes were spotless, his eyes were like stars, and his face was like jade.

"It's you!"

Seeing his face, Mo Chuan was stunned for a moment and blurted out.