Ye Mohan's voice Ah Yao called low, his voice was already low, and there was a hint of hoarseness.

With such a call, Xiao Yueyao couldn't stand it a little, and gently wanted to struggle away.

But she was tightly confined in her arms by Ye Mohan, and her small struggle didn't seem to change anything.

Ye Mohan didn't intend to let her go so easily.

Xiao Yueyao glared at him angrily for a while.

It's okay, I can lose my temper there.

Xiao Yueyao smiled sweetly at the moment: "Your Majesty, the concubine is thirsty."

"Hmm."

Ye Mohan answered, picked up the teacup next to the table and handed it to Xiao Yueyao.

Xiao Yueyao pretended to take a sip, frowned, pouted, and was unhappy.

"Your Majesty, it's too hot......"

Ye Mohan took her teacup with one hand and gently cooled it.

Xiao Yueyao's big eyes sparkled as she looked at Ye Mohan's smooth and cold side face, and his gentle movements at the moment.

This is not according to the script at all!

After the night ink was cold, he handed it to Xiao Yueyao again, Xiao Yueyao took a sip of his hand, and said with a snort: "It's too cold."

Ye Mo was cold for a moment, and suddenly raised his eyes and looked over.

Even Xiao Yueyao couldn't stand what she was doing at the moment, looking at Ye Mohan's cold eyes.

She secretly thought with some excitement that this moment had finally come.

But no.

"Li Huan." The night ink is cold.

Gonggong Li immediately pushed the door in, and glanced at Ye Mohan and Xiao Yueyao who were hugging each other in front of the table, his old face couldn't help but blush, and he quickly lowered his head and didn't dare to look at it again.

"Your Majesty......"

Ye Mohan didn't look at him, his eyes kept falling on Xiao Yueyao's little face as white as jade, and he commanded, "The tea is cold."

"Your Majesty, it's the minions who don't serve well, and the minions will go make another cup right away."

Father-in-law Li stepped forward and picked up the cup of tea on the table and went out.

After a quarter of an hour's work, it came in again.

With his head down, he handed over the tea with both hands.

Ye Mohan took it and fed it to Xiao Yueyao personally.

Xiao Yueyao's little face was a little bitter, in fact, she wanted to drink it herself.

Xiao Yueyao took another bite of his hand, and said, "It's too hot."

"Li Huan ......"

Yemo's cold voice suddenly sounded.

Li Huan hurriedly knelt down, "Your Majesty ......"

Xiao Yueyao glanced at Gonggong Li and felt that the situation was wrong.

Isn't she just looking for death, why is it so difficult?

She didn't want to get into the way.

Xiao Yueyao gritted her teeth and took the teacup in Ye Mohan's hand and took a sip.

"Your Majesty, the tea is very good this time."

"Really?"

In order to prove that it was really not hot, Xiao Yueyao took a sip.

Suddenly, I choked and coughed violently.

Ye Mo was a little helpless in his cold eyes, and gently patted Xiao Yueyao's back.

Xiao Yueyao coughed and her little face was red, and her petite body lay in Ye Mohan's arms.

After a while, the little face turned even redder, and he was so ashamed that he couldn't do it, and the bullet jumped away.

Ye Mohan saw that she was coughing badly, and she had already lightened her strength in her hands, but she didn't expect Xiao Yueyao to break away.

After Xiao Yueyao broke free, she looked at Ye Mohan and hurriedly lowered her head.

Ye Mohan looked at her small appearance, bypassed the table and sat back on the chair.

Xiao Yueyao lowered her head and secretly thought, what is the thing that can't affect others and can make trouble unreasonably.

Her eyes lit up suddenly, "Your Majesty, the concubine doesn't want to go back to Kunluan Palace today." ”

"Well, then live in the Heart Cultivation Palace."

Ye Mohan flipped through the folds on the table, didn't raise his eyes, and answered lazily.