Jun Yan didn't have time to pay attention to the pear at the door, took off his ink-colored robe, put his ink-colored boots on the cushion in front of the bed, and put another pair of boots on it.

Jun Yan stood up and looked down at Su Ziyan, who was sleeping in the shape of a "big" character on the bed, and his eyes deepened.

The ink-colored figure leaned down, ready to move Su Ziyan inside, but found that he couldn't move.

Su Ziyan probably noticed that someone was touching her, frowned, and muttered milkily: "This bed belongs to the old lady...... Whoever robs me will unscrew off their heads......"

Jun Yan twitched the corner of his mouth, Su Ziyan used to look like a beautiful girl, but what are you talking about now?

It is...... Somewhat cute......

A bright light appeared in Jun Yan's pupils, but it dissipated in an instant, leaned over and gently picked up Su Ziyan and moved inside.

Su Ziyan felt that he was hanging in the air, frowned, and waved his hand unhappily.

The sound of "pop" echoed in this room filled with the fragrance of begonias.

Jun Yan's face darkened, and he put Su Ziyan inside, and regardless of Su Ziyan's life or death, he pulled the quilt and covered his body.

There was still a slight numbness on his face, and it was obvious that the initiator of the sour and numb feeling on his left side was Su Ziyan, who was sleeping sweetly next to Jun Yan.

After a while, Jun Yan's eyes made no waves, but the hand holding the quilt couldn't help but loosen.

If she wants to cover it, she will tear it off herself, and if she doesn't pull it, she will sleep in the corner of the wall and shrink it tonight.

But after waiting for a while, he didn't wait for Su Ziyan to pull the quilt, but he heard a soft sound: "Cold ......"

Jun Yan hadn't slept in the first place, his closed eyes opened in vain, sighed, and helplessly covered and folded the quilt for Su Ziyan.

What an abrasive little goblin.

It's not good to get a good night's sleep.

Jun Yan covered himself with a quilt, and was about to close his eyes, when he found that a chill was coming, and the quilt covering him was gone.

The faint light shone on Su Ziyan's body, and she saw that the quilt had been curled up on her body.

Jun Yan frowned, can't you sleep well this night?

The night is already deep, can this little goblin be honest?

Jun Yan pulled a part of the quilt to make sure that Su Ziyan was completely covered by the quilt, hugged Jun Yan into his arms, pressed his jaw against Su Ziyan's head, and his hand was pressed under Su Ziyan.

Su Ziyan shrank in some panic and tightened Jun Yan's waist.

Jun Yan's pupils shrank in vain, paused, twitched the corners of his mouth in pain, and covered his eyes again.

At night, no matter how peaceful and warm the house was, there was a commotion in the dungeon.

Many troops in the palace poured into the heavily guarded dungeon, all of them raising their vigilance and preparing to attack.

I saw a woman with a good figure staring at the man beside her with slightly cold eyes.

The man, dressed in a dark green robe, looked at the scene of the concentration of troops in front of him with a smile, and hooked the corners of his mouth.

Pear Blossom's eyes stared at the dark green robe male protagonist, opened her lips slightly, and said angrily: "You get out of here!" ”

The dark green robe man bit his lower lip, immediately shook his head, and smiled at Pear Blossom: "How can I get out?" If I get out, you'll have to stay alone in a cold dungeon, how pitiful is that? I feel distressed when I look at it. ”