"The prince is resting, and he should not be disturbed." Hearing the sound of footsteps, Bai Fu held the sword, and his voice was slow and unwavering, "Please go back." ”

"Princess Fuxing?"

After seeing the person clearly, Bai Fu was stunned.

"I don't have to go in." Fu Xing tilted his head, his black hair hanging down softly, "It won't disturb him." ”

The princess's pretty face is clear.

Bai Fu was stunned for a moment, and saw Fu Xing carrying a plain skirt and cautiously walking to the half-open window.

From that angle, only a small piece of the interior can be seen. But the princess said nothing, lowered her eyes, and the raised fingertips touched the cold lattice.

In Bai Fu's eyes, her movements were incomparably sincere, as if she was touching a fragile and rare object, and her thin back looked particularly pitiful under the ethereal moon.

"You can go in and visit." Bai Fu spat out a cold tone, probably feeling that the tone was inappropriate, and the black-clothed dark guard lowered his voice again, "Guogong should be glad to see you." ”

Fu Xing raised his eyes and turned his head to look at the Dark Guard.

"Me?" He paused, his eyelashes flapping like butterfly wings, "May you go in?" ”

"Hmm." Bai Fu nodded.

Thinking of Guogong's care for Princess Fuxing, that kind of special, Bai Fu was a little uncomfortable.

- Adults have weaknesses.

Although Bai Fu did not want to accept this fact.

"Thank you."

After thanking Fu Xing, he gently pushed the door open, and the creaking sound was finally swallowed up by the night.

The moonlight illuminates one of the spaces in the interior.

Fu Xing stood in the distance, looking up at the slightly bulging figure on the bed.

His fingers curled up, then slowly loosened and stretched.

The well-behaved princess hung her head, walked lightly past the silver moonlight, walked to the head of the man's bed, and lowered her eyes.

When the other party was asleep, Fu Xing dared to look at it so unscrupulously.

His gaze lingered between Guogong's eyebrows, and one stroke seemed to be outlining the line.

And the next moment, the princess's eyes widened slightly, and her stunned gaze coldly crashed into a pair of black pupils.

"Little Fuxing?" Yun Chu grabbed the quilt and muttered.

As soon as he woke up, Lord Guogong's cold voice actually had a soft milk sound.

The voice was obedient and soft, which made Fu Xing stunned for a moment.

Guogong, who realized something, coughed and cleared his throat.

Thin arms stretched out from the quilt, and slender fingers grabbed the loose sleeves of Fu Xing's hanging clothes.

And as if he had to move an inch in, his fingers moved an inch into it.

"It's so late, still not sleeping?"

Yun Chu moved his body out, revealing half of his body.

Fu Xing's gaze never left Yun Chu's body.

I didn't notice that my sleeves were pulled, and my focused eyes fell on Guogong's shoulders.

Without waiting for the other party's answer, Yun Chu "Huh? Sound.

Fu Xing's gaze retracted, stunned for a moment, like a good student who had deserted in class, blinking his eyes to hide his helplessness.

It was too cute and foul, so that Yun Chu couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips.

Probably because the current environment is too suitable for sleeping, Yun Chu pulled Fu Xing's sleeve and pulled it down without thinking about it.

A look of astonishment flashed in Fu Xing's eyes, and he fell to the bed, his fingers grabbing the quilt helplessly, and his body covered the person under him.

Through the soft quilt, Fu Xing seemed to feel the temperature of the person under him.

Yun Chu reached out and touched Fu Xing's head, and the wound on his shoulder just now was not so painful.

Being teased by Guogong like this, Fu Xing let go of his hand, and the other party seemed to anticipate his actions, turned over slightly, and his fingers fell on his waist.