Xia Yuan rarely slept soundly until noon.

There was no annoying morning dynasty, and there was no knock on the door of the little eunuch, and when he woke up, the sunlight outside the window was so strong that he felt a little dazzling, and the birds had already flown to the branches outside the window, chirping as Xia Yuan's alarm bell.

He got up and looked at Wen Mu, who was still sleeping beside him, his eyes were full of tenderness. The slightly curled eyelashes and fair skin, coupled with the slightly open and closed cherry mouth unconsciously, seem to be dreaming of something delicious and chirping.

It was this defenseless sleeping face, as well as the red mark looming on his neck because of Xia Yuan's action of getting up, which made Xia Yuan feel a burst of warmth, flowing through his nose and onto his lips, he pursed his lips and licked it, the smell of blood.

He had no choice but to tilt his head up, get off the bed, squat in the pile of clothes and began to rummage through the handkerchief, and get a piece at random, regardless of whether there was a camellia embroidered on the handkerchief, just press it on his nose, calm down, calm down.

"Hmm...... Your Majesty, what are you doing squatting there? With Xia Yuan's movements, Wen Mu stood up and rubbed his eyes, the sunlight seemed to be a little unable to open his eyes......

"Huh?" Xia Yuan threw the bloody handkerchief aside, "Did I wake you up?" ”

"How so." Wen shook his head with a smile and said, "Is it already noon?" ”

"Well, I haven't eaten in a long time, and I only drank some wine yesterday, so I should be hungry, right? I'll go and ask Gonggong Chen to prepare some light porridge. ”

Xia Yuan had just finished speaking, and when he was about to open the door and call the little eunuch, the little eunuch's voice sounded just right from outside the door: "Your Majesty, are you awake, lunch is ready, do you need to eat now?" ”

Xia Yuan paused as he stood up, this is too timely, right?

"Well, let it in."

Since he didn't have to open the door, Xia Yuan directly covered Wen Muan's chin with the quilt, but met her puzzled eyes.

Xia Yuan understood the words in her eyes, so he provoked a smile, leaned down and whispered in her ear: "I don't want others to see the marks on your neck." ”

Wen Mu's face turned red suddenly, and he directly pulled the quilt over his head. This person is always talking nonsense.

"Your Majesty, the porridge is here for you." The little eunuch lowered his head and quickly put the lunch on the table closest to the door, and then quickly withdrew from the door and closed the door for Xia Yuan, not daring to look, not daring to look!

After the footsteps of the little eunuch had gone away, Xia Yuan peeled Wen Mu out of the quilt like a dumpling and let her lean against the head of the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed with the porridge, gently scooped up a spoonful, blew it and put it on Wen Mu's mouth.

"I'll eat it myself."

Wen Mu's head moved a little farther away, and he reached out to grab the spoon, but was dodged by Xia Yuan.

"Open your mouth, I'll feed you."

"Also...... I'll do it myself. Wen Yan's ears were still a little red, her eyes always stayed on Xia Yuan's chest, and she still didn't dare to look at his face......

"Ah, I'm going to be angry if you're like this."

"That'...... Then let you feed it. Wen Mu had no choice but to open his mouth resignedly, and swallowed the porridge that had reached his mouth, the porridge was not hot, and it was much better than expected, it was really worthy of the imperial kitchen, and it was really different from the cook outside.

Xia Yuan's expression returned to Wen Mu's most familiar and indecent expression, "Ah Lan is really cute." ”

Wen Mu's face turned red again as expected, why did this man like to be poor after so many years.

Thinking about it, Wen Mu turned his head to the other side and didn't look at Xia Yuan.

Seeing this, Xia Yuan put the bowl on the chair next to him, climbed onto the bed, and smiled and blocked Wen Yuan's gaze from looking out of the window with his face: "What?" Shy? ”

"Not really."

"You still say no, what's the red face?" As she spoke, Xia Yuan's hand wanted to caress Wen Mu's face, but she slapped it away.

"Hooligans."

"It's all husband and wife, why are they hooligans?" Xia Yuan's smile deepened, and he held the hand she slapped over tightly, "However, even if you want to be a hooligan, you must be Ah Lan's favorite hooligan." ”

"I'm not ashamed."

Wen Mu wanted to break free from his hands, but with Xia Yuan's character, how could she succeed?

He pressed his whole body against Wen Mu's body, and picked her chin with his other hand to make her look at him.

For some reason, looking at Wen Muan's bulging little face, Xia Yuan suddenly felt that his heartbeat began to speed up again, how could it ...... How could it be so cute.

He suddenly felt that there was a voice in his head shouting: Kiss up, kiss up.

Knock, knock, knock, the rhythm of the heartbeat became stronger and stronger, and the last remaining reason was gradually worn out, and the last string that was taut finally broke.

Xia Yuan obeyed the most primitive thoughts in his heart, kissed Wen Muan's lips, and his hands slipped into her dirty clothes a little unconsciously.

Her skin suddenly came into contact with a slightly cool whisper, and she instantly had a bad premonition, she stared at the man in front of her who was kissing affectionately, and wanted to pull his hand down, but helplessly, every time she was torn off by Wen Murmur, Xia Yuan touched her hand into her clothes again, and even had a downward trend one at a time.

"Beasts! It still hurts! Wen Mu struggled to push away Xia Yuan, who was already pressing on him, and covered himself with the quilt, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

"Hahaha, I won't tease you." Xia Yuan sat back on the side of the bed and picked up the porridge that had been put aside again, "While the porridge is still hot, drink it quickly, and then continue to sleep, sleep when it is almost dawn, and sleep more." ”

A bowl of porridge quickly bottomed out, Xia Yuan got up, tucked the quilt for Wen Muan, and then branded a kiss on her forehead.

"Aren't you going to rest together?" Wen whispered at her big eyes.

"Well, I still have some political matters to deal with, I'll come to you later."

"It's really hard to be an emperor......"

Xia Yuan chuckled: "Fool." ”

Wen Mu shrunk slightly into the quilt and muttered, "You are." ”

"Ah, go to sleep quickly, I'll go first."

Wen Mu hid in the quilt and nodded behind Xia Yuan, until he heard the sound of the door closing that he had deliberately lightened, and then moved his eyes back from the door.

She once again covered the top of her head with a quilt, Xia Yuan was always so gentle with herself, sometimes so gentle that she would forget that he was also the emperor above 10,000 people, and she would overstep her position without feeling it, and say some willful words, and it would be a long time before she remembered that she seemed to have said something disrespectful to him, but fortunately, he was also very tolerant of himself, in front of himself, he would never call himself "I", and he would behave like a child in front of himself, Sometimes they are even keen to correct their own unfamiliar titles.

He would always say aggrievedly: "Ah Yan, can't you call me Xiao Yuan once?" ”

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