Beitang Yaori grasped the degree, and sprinted with restrained and comfortable dark energy, and there was even a different kind of bad color and excitement.

This is his favorite cat princess, and it is understandable to be emotional and capricious. Because she is a princess, she has enough capital to be willful and messy.

In heaven and the world, even if the princess who is his only favorite is too willful, he will still smile and kiss her, spoiling her to the point of outrageousness!

But in the same way, she also has to accept a little punishment, for example, now, she can only clearly feel the rare and extreme tenderness of Beitang Yaori with her body, but she will forget everything at dawn, as if it never happened.

This is an extremely enviable pet, but she doesn't know it.

[Have a good dream, my cute cat......]

With an affectionate and gentle kiss printed on her forehead, Beitang Yaori straightened out her black military uniform, turned around and left gently.

The bedroom was quiet again, and a newly lit piece of sandalwood softened the ambiguous lust in the air.

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On the morning of the next day, Lin Nuanxi slept through.

It wasn't until the bright and dazzling sunlight outside shone through the window on her face that she slowly woke up.

The body, comfortably soft and weak, and a little sore.

Could it be that last night she had a dream that was very physically exhausting and similar to swimming?

Sighing softly, Lin Nuanxi slowly got dressed and got up to wash.

I don't know what Lu Dao is about, but recently she obviously feels that she has become a little lazy and doesn't want to do anything. This is a little different from her previous diligent temperament.

Is it because it is still unable to adapt to the climate, water and soil here in Tibet?

[Why don't you eat more?] ]

At noon, Jiang Bo looked at the food in her bowl that had barely been touched, and asked with concern.

[Is this unappetizing?] ]

[No, just not very hungry.] Lin Nuanxi shook her head gently.

The table was full of some Beijing-style home-cooked dishes that Lin Nuanxi usually likes to eat, and even he Jiang Bo had a great appetite to eat a lot, which shows the deliciousness of this dish.

However, Lin Nuanxi didn't move his chopsticks much.

Jiang Bo picked up the water cup next to him and took a sip: [Have you slept too much recently?] ]

[Maybe there's a reason for that.] ]

[hehe......]

Lin Nuanxi frowned puzzled: [What are you laughing at?] ]

[Nuan Xi, tell me honestly, did you do anything bad while you were sleeping?] ]

[That kind of thing only you can do!] Lin Nuanxi gritted her teeth and glanced at Jiang Bo.

Although it was unintentional, it was indeed a "bad thing" that he Jiang Bo did.

[You should thank me.] ]

[What?] ]

[I mean, you haven't lit a butter lamp today.] Jiang Bo's reminder made Lin Nuanxi come back to his senses immediately.

In front of the statue of the gods and Buddhas enshrined in the luxurious living room, Lin Nuanxi lit the butter lamp quietly and silently.

The ghee lamp is made of pure plant-based edible oil, and the flame is stable and emits a faint but strong light, exuding the fragrance of natural cream.

Lin Nuanxi felt that she was not qualified enough to believe in the gods in a hurry, so to speak, she was a "dim sum lamp".

I don't know what Yaori is doing now, thinking that her younger brothers can pass away and continue her studies at the most high-end military academy in the Lu world, and thinking of Murong Rose in the Black Swan Castle, Lin Nuanxi only feels that her life is full of incredible drama.