He stared silently at the girl's back.

The white fingertips crept out and hooked her hair scattered around the pillow.

He hadn't been so close to her since his wedding night.

It's as if you can take it in your arms a little further.

But he knew that at this distance, he should be satisfied. The previous disgust and disgust pushed her far away. She kept her promise and didn't want to touch him now.

The young man shrunk into the quilt again, and his cat-like light pupils looked at each other silently.

He lowered his eyes to look at himself.

The placket was slightly open, the belt was loose, and the boy said that with his appearance, as long as he took the initiative, it would not be a problem.

But it doesn't seem to work.

I used to hate my face, and I hated all the good feelings that this face brings. But now in order to please her, he has even lost his principles.

The other party didn't look at him more.

Nanhuai lowered his eyes, his white fingertips pulled up his clothes, his expression was quiet, and he was silently a little aggrieved.

…

Early the next morning.

Yun Xia opened his eyes and turned over lazily.

Beside her was a very familiar breath, and the little demon king took the initiative to rub over, wrapped one leg around the young man's waist, and hugged both hands and got into his arms.

She rubbed the other party's snow-white clothes, messing up the originally neat neckline, and pressed her little head against the young man's white chin.

Nan Huai had just opened his eyes, and before he was awake in his light-colored eyes, he was entangled by the girl.

His eyes widened, the dazedness of the morning faded, his eyes widened, and his whole body froze.

The waist was entangled, the two of them hugged each other, and the other party's little head was pillowed on him, rubbing softly, like a lazy petty little pet in the morning.

He paused, his earlobes burning red, his thin lips slightly hooked, and carefully touched the top of her hair.

Yun Xia took a few seconds before he opened his eyes and looked up.

Facing a pair of lake-like moonlight eyes, the young man in a snowy coat with dark hair, white ears and crimson tips, innocent and soft, staring at her shyly.

The distance between the two was very close, and the breath was handed over, Yun Xia blinked and pushed him away to sit up.

His Royal Highness also obediently got up, lowered his head, and hugged the quilt: "Wife." ”

Yun Xia was silent for a long time in annoyance.

Say yes and don't touch it. I didn't wake up in the morning, because I was familiar with the breath of the Heavenly Dao.

"I'm sorry." She frowned.

The other party was stunned for a moment, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he shook his head: "No." It's okay. ”

Yun Xia glanced at him, got up and got out of bed.

The girl was wearing only her undershirt, and her figure was delicate and slender in the morning light, stretching her waist.

Nanhuai hugged the quilt and looked at her silently.

Eyes flashed over her waist.

I don't know what it looks like to hold it......

She once took the initiative to hug him. If it hadn't been pushed away that time, maybe the wedding night......

The boy pursed his thin lips, lowered his thick eyelashes, and his eyes were slightly dark, and he was stunned.

Until Yun Xia turned around and picked up his clothes from the bed.

He blinked, and suddenly asked, "Wife...... Shall I help you? ”

The girl stopped and looked blankly at him.

I only saw a beautiful woman on the bed, with black hair curling all over her shoulders, showing a soft smile to her, a little cautious and well-behaved: "I heard that the wife and the lord have always been served by the husband in their clothes." ”

Yun Xia shook her head and said coldly: "I said it, the wedding is not a success, you are not my husband, there is no outsider now, and there is no need to call me my wife." ”

The young man's beautiful Hitomi looked at her silently.

After a while, the light in his eyes faded, he lowered his head and whispered: "...... Oh. ”