Chapter 133: Hug My Poor Little (25)

His Royal Highness was stunned, pursed his lips, and raised his eyes to look at Yun Xia.

Touching the other party's indifferent gaze, he was slightly stunned.

Just now, he said coldly to Prime Minister Mo that there is no difference between Miss Yun and Prime Minister Mo in his heart.

But at this time, he was inexplicably burned by the slightest indifference, and quickly lowered his thick eyelashes, and pursed the corners of his lips silently.

“…… Is it. ”

The young man's fingers clutched the placket of his clothes, and his white fingertips tightened slightly.

"No, don't I have to accompany you......"

The cold voice is small, and the timbre is blurred.

It was supposed to be the most intimate relationship between husband and wife, and companionship was also a matter of course and should be done. But at this time, it seems superfluous to say a word......

The young man lowered his head and stared at the corner of the snow-white clothes.

He felt a little strange about himself, his heart was slightly heavy and irritable, inexplicable.

Yun Xia turned around and prepared to walk into the cabin.

Shen Ning was behind, glanced at the little prince with hostility, and hurriedly followed the girl.

Nan Huai pursed his thin lips.

The next moment, after all, his thin lips opened slightly, and he whispered softly: "...... I don't. ”

The Great Demon King raised his eyebrows, paused and turned back.

His Royal Highness raised his eyes obediently.

The young man in the snowcoat in the night, with long dark hair, a fair complexion exposed by the placket, and a slightly loose belt around his waist was seductive.

His expression was a little obedient, the light color was like the beautiful pupils of a kitten, he looked at her quietly from under the dark eyelashes, and repeated in a low voice again: "...... I'm not tired. ”

As he spoke, he lowered his head, hooked his fingers, and said in a low voice: "I don't want to rest." ”

Yun Xia was a little surprised.

She looked at the boy with his head down, raised her eyebrows, and hesitated a little, "You want to be in the cabin?" All right...... Then I'll go back to my room and rest. ”

Her tone didn't matter, "I'll give it to you here." ”

His Royal Highness was slightly stunned and raised his eyes to look at her.

It didn't seem to be a reaction to what she said. After a few seconds, he blinked helplessly, his expression pale, and he pursed his lips silently.

Wouldn't she want to stay with him......?

His expression froze.

It was the wedding night, he made his own request.

It's clear that he asked for estrangement. Because I disliked her and wanted to stay away from her.

Now the goal has been achieved. The other party has also been actively keeping a distance.

Shouldn't he be satisfied......

But at this time, he looked at the girl's beautiful and indifferent eyes.

The boy was at a loss to find out. He can say that the other party is the same as Prime Minister Mo, but in the eyes of the other party......

Maybe he's no different from others.

Even the so-called cousin may be more intimate and more liked by her?

This thought flashed through his mind, and his heart suddenly sank inexplicably, and he panicked for a moment.

The girl walked over.

The moment she passed by, Nan Huai raised her hand and gently grabbed her with her slender fingers.

He only tugged lightly, and when she looked at her, he obediently withdrew his hand.

He didn't touch her directly. Because I still remember that on the wedding night, the other party was pushed away by himself, and he also said something disgusted with her.

That's why she said that it was annoying to see him......

"I ......" the young man opened his lips and tightened the hem of his clothes, his voice was cold, and a little soft and docile: "You don't have to go back...... It's okay. ”

Yun Xia was puzzled.

She blinked, lowered her voice, and said coldly at a volume that the two of them could hear, "I don't want to go against what I promised you." ”

The other party's eyes suddenly stiffened, and the Demon King's tone was careless, "You don't have to care about anything, we didn't drink the wine in the red yarn, in my opinion, it is not a kiss at all." ”