He raised his hand, and with a wave of the wind on his sleeve, he extinguished the candle in the room.

If he couldn't see her clearly, he could mistake her for a woman.

It was only when he treated her as another woman that his tenderness and affection would not be faked.

At this moment, Nangong Li deceived her.

His lies are far more hurtful than the things like Mu Xue sneaking out of the house before.

Nangong Li knew that Mu Xue was a stubborn woman, but he never thought that on the day when the truth about this matter was revealed, Mu Xue's temperament would be so strong that she would break off her relationship with him.

The entire study was plunged into endless darkness, and Mu Xue was in his arms, but there was no fear at the moment.

Not only did she not feel afraid, but when she felt his fiery palm begin to unbutton her waist, the strange shiver brought by this touch instantly filled her body.

"Lord, didn't you say that you were going to talk about things? It's not appropriate to do this. ”

Mu Xue's hand slightly blocked his movements, he couldn't let people attack the city on himself so unscrupulously.

Besides, how did you start running the silver village, how did you talk about it, and the style of painting wasn't quite right?

"Light Snow~"

A tactful and long-term affection called by Xiaoxue, like a sword in Cupid's hand, shot at once Mu Xue's already loosened heart, and it seemed to fall into a swamp, and the more he struggled, the deeper he sank.

"Hmm~"

She subconsciously thought that he was calling her name, and Wu Nong answered softly.

Listening to her soft answer, the man was unnatural for a moment, and then began to continue what he was doing, his warm lips began to kiss her on the top of her neck, and the strong crook of his arm imprisoned her in his embrace, so that she would not have a chance to break free.

Just when Mu Xue thought that this man was going to take the next step, she heard him speak in a somewhat lost voice: "This king is a person who is not good at expressing himself, he is withdrawn, and he is used to living alone. It may be tiring to get along with this king....."

Speaking of this, he paused, and pulled her into his arms, Mu Xue listened to the steady heartbeat of his heart, and felt inexplicably relieved.

There is also the delusion that the kind of understanding that I once wanted to crave may be able to be achieved tonight.

"So, would it be nice for Xiaoxue to be more patient?"

These words are actually selfish to the extreme, like great compassion gave Mu Xue a chance to understand herself, but she took precautions in advance.

It means that this king may treat you the same as before, and you will not be close to anywhere, but you are very grateful for your patience and tolerance of this king's lack of expression, and tolerance of this king's loneliness.

But at this moment, Mu Xue, who was carried away by the puppeteer and his little snow full of tenderness and sweetness, did not think carefully about the meaning behind his words.

I just know that this man seems to be willing to give him a chance to get to know him well.

The last time Mu Xue talked about these problems, he always put on a gesture of rejection at that time, which made Mu Xue shy away.

Only this time it seems to be a little different.

"Would it be nice for Xiaoxue to be more patient?"

He said to make himself more patient.

This slightly longing sentence played back and forth in Mu Xue's mind, like a single loop, and it was extremely difficult for her to keep her sanity between such tenderness and sweetness.

She leaned limply into his arms, unlike the man who had held her in his arms strongly.

This time she took the initiative to lean over, and the woman's eyes were full of joy that she couldn't hide, so she nodded in his arms and agreed to his request.

At this moment, Mu Xue finally realized that in her dream, under the pear tree that bloomed with pear blossoms, that Mu Xue was full of shyness, and agreed to the request of her beloved man with a thumping heart.

What a blessing and happiness it is to be proposed to a man who also loves him deeply.

"The concubines will."

In the night, Mu Xue couldn't see his gentleness that didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

After agreeing to the man, they stopped talking to each other for a long time, and a quiet atmosphere circulated between them.

The man's fingers were playing with a strand of her black hair, and his taciturn Mu Xue knew it, so she didn't expect him to gossip with her.

She sat up straight and reached out to touch his mask.

"Pick it if you want."

As if to see through her thoughts, the man reached out and pinched her face dotingly, and then said this.

Anyway, I called this woman last time, she was so greedy for her appearance, why not let her be happy and happy before this, anyway, she won't have much chance to be happy in the future.

Mu Xue's eyes widened in surprise, and she felt happy at the same time.

Immediately jumped off of him and circled behind him.

The woman stretched out her hand, and her long, white fingers began to wrap around his hair, carefully removing his mask and placing it on the table.

"It's much more comfortable."

As if a relatively large project had been completed, the woman sighed as she placed the mask on the table.

In fact, Nangong Li doesn't understand, anyway, the black light is blind, he takes off all his clothes, this woman may not be able to see his figure clearly, and he may not be able to see his face clearly if he takes off the mask, so why bother with this?

And he found out that she often cared about this.

One reached out and took her into his arms again, and asked her, "You seem to care about this?" “

"I care, why don't I care. Although a mask is a good thing, it is not easy for people to guess your mind, but who wants their husband to wear a mask to face him every day? ”

Mu Xue shrugged her shoulders and tried her best to talk about this matter easily, but God knows how sour her heart was.

At this point, Mu Xue thought that this man would say something, but he was just silent and did not speak.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, and the woman nodded thoughtfully, as if she had figured out something in her heart.

Learning from his past appearance and examining his own appearance, he stared at this man's face carefully, collected his humble thoughts, and teased him with a slightly hoarse voice: "But such a face that turns all beings upside down, it's good to hide it."

While saying this, Mu Xue's hand touched the mask he put aside, and said in a relaxed tone: "The concubine is not a superficial person who is still greedy for your appearance, if the rest of the people in the appearance association see your true face, then you have to rush to fall beside you and wait for you to help her to ask for your favor, I don't want to see this situation, so ah, the concubine is now very supportive of you wearing a mask." ”

Nangong Li didn't quite understand the meaning of Mu Xue's previous sentence that was good to hide, but the long list of words that followed perfectly explained the meaning behind the previous sentence.

But I have to say that Mu Xue's words please this man.

The corners of his lips were crooked, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle locked on her face, and he raised her chin and said, "Give this king a reason to take off his mask." ”

"No, what do you do when you take it off, it's good to wear."

Mu Xue's words were quite insincere.

"Give one!!"

He was stubborn and simply repeated the phrase.

In fact, he wanted to put the mask in front of her, he liked Mu Xue's infatuation when he looked at his face, and the feeling of being sucked up at that moment was hearty.

So if Mu Xue just said that he wanted to see it at this time, he would have nodded.

But the woman in her arms obviously thought about it seriously.

"Lord, do you remember how I got the wound on my arm?"

Nangong Li nodded: "Naturally, I remember." ”

"At that time, the concubine misunderstood you, you taught the concubine that no matter when anything happened, let the concubine just believe you, in fact, the heart is compared to the heart, the concubine and you are husband and wife, do you think that every time the concubine sees her husband and wife facing her, she is wearing a mask?"

As she spoke, Mu Xue's little hand touched the slightly cool mask.

"The mask was thin, but it was like a thick wall. It also proves that you don't have the slightest trust in your concubines, lord, you ask your concubines to trust you unconditionally, but you refuse to even let this step back. This doesn't seem fair to the concubines. ”

The woman's slightly coquettish words fell in his ears, and he was silent for a long time without speaking.

Seeing that the man hadn't spoken for a long time, she wondered if her words were too direct, which led to this situation.

Just when she was disappointed that the man was about to regret it, his lips were close to her ear and he said something that made Mu Xue happy.

"Then when this king summons you privately, you don't wear it, how about it?"

"Really?"

Xu is these things came too quickly and too well, and Mu Xue was carried away by happiness and joy.

Nangong Li's lips had a casual smile, wrapped in playful tenderness in the ruffian, touched her head with his upper hand, and said helplessly: "You liar, this king won't love to lie like you....."

Saying that she was a liar, Mu Xue's face flashed with a moment of shame, and she was very embarrassed and said coquettishly: "Lord, what do you ......do if you don't open a pot?"

Nangong Li couldn't tell how he felt about this woman being so coquettish to herself, but she knew that she was quite useful, and the evil smile on the corner of her lips became more and more obvious.

It seemed that the spices on the table had burned out, and Nangong Li got up from the Taishi chair and went to add spices there.

She leaned lazily on the Taishi's chair, her gaze moving with his figure.

"Can't get enough? Staring at this king so directly? ”

This slightly ridiculous sentence proves that Nangong Li is in a good mood.

"I'm just thinking about what you're thinking every time you look at me when I stood where you stood in the past."

Seeing that she asked so directly, Nangong Li asked her thoughtfully: "I really want to know what this king thinks every time he looks at you?" ”

The words suddenly became ambiguous, his eyes staring at her tightly, leaning down, his thin lips touching her ears intentionally or not.

"Since that time when the king rubbed your waist, every time the king saw you, I was thinking, if the king didn't let go of that opportunity, how would you chant under the king......."