The cold boy raised his eyes and looked at Qinghui.

Maybe when he didn't meet at the beginning, he couldn't imagine what he would be like after he got married.

But after that, I couldn't help but see a lot of possible scenes after their marriage.

Qinghui sighed and nodded.

She said, well, after two days, she will be relieved.

Sure enough, Lord Spirit Sword was right!

Then he said seriously with a small face, "After that, you will have to fight with goblins, you are so weak, you will definitely not be able to beat me, directly, surrender." ”

Sheng Moyuan was stunned, reacted, and suddenly thought of where this was.

The tips of the white jade-like ears instantly flushed, and he glanced around a little panicked, obviously not expecting Qinghui to say such a thing at such a time.

"You, you ......"

Sheng Moyuan's originally cold voice was also a little flustered.

Apparently there have been no strong winds and waves.

The fragments of the divine soul of the female dignity plane are pure and innocent, not like other planes.

In contrast, Lord Qinghui, who is pure and unpretentious, is like a little bully who flirts with young men from good families.

The light coffee came out of the cloth pocket and sighed.

In the end, the words were still not spoken, Sheng Moyuan could only look at Qinghui like this, and finally pursed the corners of his lips and followed Qinghui into the restaurant next to him.

Ordered some dishes and some dessert snacks.

Sheng Moyuan eased up slightly, remembering the fierce behavior he had just done in front of Qinghui, he stiffened slightly, and looked at Qinghui who was sitting next to the window napping and basking in the sun.

Sheng Moyuan, who didn't know what to say, was a little worried.

Last time, I heard that Qinghui was sleeping and resting, so I didn't come.

At the time, he thought it was a perfunctory excuse not to come.

But looking at the situation, it doesn't seem to be.

Sheng Moyuan stood up, from facing Qinghui face to face, to sitting next to Qinghui.

Qinghui yawned softly and opened his eyes to look at him, a little puzzled in his eyes.

Sheng Moyuan had a faint medicinal fragrance on his body, his hand reached over, rubbed it lightly on Qinghui's temples, and spoke, "Why are you so sleepy." ”

Qinghui unconsciously leaned into his palm.

Feeling that the other party's fingers were warm, at this time, he didn't have the demeanor of the Spirit Sword Lord at all, and rubbed the other party's palm with his cheek softly.

Speaking of which, there is still a bit of grievance in the complaint.

"At night, it's too noisy, those breaths."

Sheng Moyuan suddenly understood that Qinghui was so different, what he could hear and see was also different from that of ordinary people.

So for them, a quiet night may be a time for Qinghui to wail all kinds of ghosts.

It's no wonder you can't get up in the morning.

And...... In other words, she came over so early to concentrate that resentment for him, and she came by force?

So sometimes I can't hold it anymore and I'm sleepy, so I will simply lie down on his bed and take a nap.

Thinking of this, the corners of Sheng Moyuan's lips pursed slightly.

The cold little beauty let Qinghui lean into her arms, raised her hand and pressed Qinghui's temples, then looked at the hairband on Qinghui's hair, suddenly remembered something, and spoke, "I bought you a hairpin." ”

Qinghui sighed comfortably, drowsy.

Sheng Moyuan looked at Qinghui's appearance, felt a softness in his heart, and unconsciously lowered his voice, sounding a little light, not so cold, "I'll help you put it on, okay?" ”