He reached out and took what had come out of her mouth and fed it to her lips.

The other hand on his lap gently clenched his knee to bring himself back to his senses.

I don't know what's going on lately.

He's always dreaming.

Especially when you are tied to the bed by this arrogant princess to sleep together.

Always dreaming of ······ She called herself the pearl of the night, hugged him and kissed him, she seemed to have a deep love for her as if she had an obsession, and she was extremely happy no matter what she did.

It was as if they had lived together for a long time.

Obviously, he only slept with her for five days, but he almost forgot the unprovoked torture and punishment he had suffered before.

I always remember this arrogant princess, pulling his clothes, touching and hugging.

Now, looking at her falling on this chaise longue, her posture is lazy.

The bright red nails stained with phoenix juice were pointing to the snacks one after another, and asked him to feed her with his own hands.

He found that he didn't have any rejection in his heart.

His feeding hand smacked, and his eyelids drooped.

This woman, fickle, be vigilant.

Thinking like this, his back straightened, and the aura around him became more and more indifferent.

Nan Ji stretched out her finger and tugged at the corner of his coat to hook up, trying to do something.

But looking at Hanji's painting, it seems that he doesn't remember anything that happened before.

It's even colder than before.

Nan Ji snorted softly, and her long black eyelashes trembled slightly, covering her eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that her physical strength was suppressed.

She must press this disobedient pearl of the night on this couch.

It's ······.

Tongzi reminded in a whisper

[Host, your power suppression seems to have something to do with your growing heart.] 】

As soon as Nan Ji heard Tongzi mention her heart, she was happy in her heart.

Ah, she's about to have a heart of her own.

Tut.

Thinking about it like this, Nan Ji seemed to be much more relieved by the gloomy mood of her power disappearing, and she didn't care so much.

When she went to see Hanji again, her eyes were even brighter.

Stretch out your hand to touch him.

Every time Tongzi watched this action of the host, she couldn't help but want to cover her face in shame.

The more the host looks, the more he looks like a disciple.

It's a pity that before I touched it, my hand was pressed on the chaise longue by Hanji.

He pressed it as he continued to feed Nanji there.

His expression was indifferent, as if nothing had happened.

About an hour passed.

The food on this table was fed to a hundred, seven, eight, eight.

He was about to leave, but when he stood up, he found that his clothes were in the hands of the arrogant princess.

And she herself was full of food and drink, and went straight to sleep.

However, the hand holding his clothes was not small, and he didn't intend to let him go when he fell asleep.

He paused to get up, and then sat straight down on the corner of the chaise longue.

Put your hands on your knees, close your eyes, and meditate.

The indifferent expression was not disturbed in the slightest.

Coming out with the autumn breeze in the afternoon, with a hint of coolness.

The weather in this Fengyue country is not very hot.

When the country of Fengyue enters autumn, it is the rainy season, and many times, it is a continuous drizzle, and the next stop is for a while.

As a result, the air is cold and humid.

The wind blew on the chaise longue on the corridor, and the person who had been meditating opened his eyes.

looked at the person who fell on the chaise longue with an indifferent expression.

She didn't seem to be affected by the shady weather, her clothes opening up a little as she slept to reveal her white collarbones, and her bright red blouse was slowly slipping off.

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