Chapter 101

Mu Changyuan's voice was cold.

The closer he gets, the coldness worsens, so his voice is recognizable.

His hands were on Song Chichi's waist, and when Song Chichi sat down, he sat directly on his lap where he sat up, and from the side, it looked like he was sitting down with her around him.

This posture is a bit ambiguous, especially now that it is late at night.

Lonely men and widows, in the same bed, still use this posture, anyone who sees it will think more.

But Song Chichi really didn't think much about it, she was still thinking about whether Mu Changyuan was His Majesty the Demon Emperor just now, and now she suddenly found that Mu Changyuan was still in the room.

She subconsciously asked, "Brother Mu?" Are you in the room? ”

Shepherd Yuan: "Yes, yes. ”

Song Chichi got up from him and looked back at him: "Then I just called you, why didn't you respond?" ”

Mu Changyuan said lightly: "During the rest, you woke up when you came in, and just thought of you, you sat down, what?" ”

Song Chi Chi touched her brain, could it be that she misunderstood? Brother Mu is not His Majesty the Demon Emperor?

Brother Mu's voice now listens carefully, and it seems to be a little different from that of His Majesty the Demon Emperor......

"Not ......much," she muttered, and then realized that Mu Changyuan didn't seem to be wearing a mask.

In the darkness, his potholed and ugly face was clearly visible.

Song Chichi couldn't help but stretch out his hand and touch it.

The skin under the palm of her hand was exuding warmth, and those pitted marks, although terrifying, were indeed real skin, not fake human skin masks or anything......

It seems that she really misunderstood, if Brother Mu is really His Majesty the Demon Emperor, his face can't be so real......

Fortunately, it's not good.

Song Chi breathed a sigh of relief.

But she didn't realize that her current movements were more ambiguous.

Although she is not sitting on Mu Changyuan's lap now, because she wants to touch his face, she is half-kneeling on the edge of the bed, facing Mu Changyuan, and touching other people's faces with her two hands, just like a bunch of couples holding each other's faces and looking at each other carefully before kissing.

She was so close to the shepherd that he could clearly smell the breath coming from her.

Mu Changyuan's breathing also eased inexplicably, and he stared closely at the pretty face in front of him, and for some reason, he seemed to have an extra furry claw, gently rubbing his heart.

Little by little, the deep eyes of the pastor became darker.

"Is my face ugly?" He said, his voice inexplicably lower, and a little more hoarse.

Song Chi Chi realized that he was still holding the face of the person, his pretty face was hot, and he withdrew his hand embarrassedly: "Ahem...... No, no, where is ugly. ”

Mu Changyuan said lightly: "I know it's ugly. ”

Song Chichi hurriedly comforted him: "This is not called ugly!" It's called a man's past! Let me tell you, some good-looking people are scary! The better it looks, the scarier it gets! ”

Shepherd Changyuan: "Oh? Like what? ”

"For example, that painting Lang Xian!" Song Chichi patted his chest with palpitations: "What's the use of him being good-looking...... He...... Bad! ”

O Great Demon Emperor who destroys the world! I can't think about it.

It is also the shepherd of Lang Xian.

He was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked again: "Painting Lang Immortal...... Isn't it you? "Did someone say they were bad?

Song Chichi: "Uh......"

Shepherd Changyuan: "You don't like him?" ”

Song Chichi hurriedly looked away: "How can it!" How could my father-in-law not like it, ahem, it's not, it's bad...... It's good to be bad, men aren't bad, women don't love it...... Don't talk about that, why don't you wear a mask? ”

She was very vocal in her voice to change the subject.

Mu Changyuan looked at her deeply, and only after a while did he say, "Sleep, don't bring it." ”。

Song Chichi: "...... Oh, then you sleep, you sleep, I'll go first......"