What's that? What's not necessary?

The Great Demon King was stunned, looked at the red yarn scattered next to him, and then looked at the slender and beautiful young man in front of him, and blinked:

"You mean, there's no need for me to lift it?"

Nanhuai looked at her silently.

The young man's beautiful eyebrows were elegant and calm, and he pursed his thin lips quietly.

Light-colored pupils make people think of a noble and squeamish cat, delicate and proud, but quiet and well-behaved.

He nodded.

"We're just married, you know it in your heart. If you don't touch me, I can cooperate with the Yun family. ”

The Great Demon King was completely stunned.

After Nanhuai finished speaking, he raised his eyes and glanced at the girl.

But when he saw this wife, his expression was stunned, and his round eyes widened.

He was slightly stunned, he didn't expect to bump into this expression.

Her expression was not like the wives who were high to her husband in his impression.

On the contrary......

It's kind of cute.

The young man paused slightly, lowered his slender eyelashes, lowered his eyes in silence, and looked at the corners of his crimson clothes.

Why does she seem to ......

Not like an ordinary woman?

The women he had seen were all arrogant and arrogant, including the empress, and they had never been gentle to the people of the harem.

But now, his nominal wife is looking at him with round eyes and an innocent expression.

There was silence in the room for a while.

The young man frowned slightly, thinking about increasing the chips in order to achieve the goal of separating and not interfering with each other.

But I heard the other party ask suspiciously: "What kind of touch is this touch you are talking about?" ”

“……”

Nan Huai raised his eyes slightly stunned.

The girl looked at him, her expression was genuinely puzzled, she took a step forward, glanced at him, tilted her head and asked, "Is this a touch?" ”

As she spoke, she lifted her finger. The white soft fingertips poked his arm.

Without waiting for the young man to react, Yun Xia stepped forward again, raised his little head, and hugged the waist under the young man's scarlet clothes with his little hands: "Or is it this kind of touch?" ”

The beauty's waist is extremely comfortable to hold, and there is a familiar, reassuring feeling.

Yun Xia hugged him, his little face couldn't help rubbing the placket of the young man's clothes, and his round eyes subconsciously bent.

But the next second.

The slender hand pushed her away directly, and the elegant and beautiful young man stepped back, his eyes full of disgust and disgust, and his thin red lips pursed into a cold line.

Yun Xia stood in place.

Stunned for a moment.

She blinked, a little stunned: "Is it okay to touch this kind of thing?" ”

…… Why?

She looked at the young man's expression again and again, and made sure that those beautiful eyes were full of coldness, so she couldn't help but take a step back.

The already low voice was put even smaller.

Asked, "Do you hate me?" ”

The beautiful young man on the opposite side looked detached, and his shallow pupils narrowed: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to Miss Yun, I don't like anyone to approach me." ”

Yun Xia was silent.

The flames of red candles jumped on the side, and the happy room was silent.

After two seconds, the girl's voice was flat: "Doesn't that still mean to hate me?" ”

He hates anyone, and it has nothing to do with her.

It's just that she's in the realm of that person...... Doesn't that still hate her?

The Demon King lowered his head and looked at the corner of his clothes.

The young man was slightly stunned, and his thin lips lightly opened up to reply something, but the next moment, the bright and lovely girl had already raised her head indifferently.

In the eyes that looked at him, carelessly, the softness just now seemed to have disappeared.

She nodded, returning to the Demon King's usual lazy and lazy manner.

The tone was meaningless: "That's okay, whatever." ”