The people he sent out had almost all over Yanjing City.

However, no suspicious person was found.

He pursed his thin lips.

Who is this person?

What is the intention of infiltrating the Yuanbei Palace.

The mighty King of Yuanbei never imagined that the person he gritted his teeth and wanted to find was the person he had just gently and considerately hugged to his bed.

It's been a long time.

Every time King Yuanbei thought of this matter, he wanted to slap himself with great hatred.

Because he didn't dare, and he was reluctant to throw the small melon.

He put the bracelet away and locked it in a drawer.

The dark eyes merge with the ink.

Wu sat for a long time and felt sleepy, and wanted to go back to the bed to sleep, but the white feet showed that his bed was occupied.

Jun Moyan twisted his eyebrows slightly.

Kindness.

Self-inflicted.

He turned around and went to sleep on the chaise longue outside.

Curled up.

Because he's taller.

If the small noodle melon sleeps on it, it must be on all sides.

Kindness? Why did I think of the little noodle melon again?

A good night's sleep.

The next day, he was woken up by the frightened voice of the butler.

Xiao Mian muttered something and threw the pillow out directly.

Wait a minute.

Something seems wrong.

Why is the bed she sleeps on so soft?

It's like being in the middle of a cloud.

Open your eyes.

Kindness.

This is not a dream.

This, this, this is actually Uncle's bed.

Gui Yu rolled down in fright.

She wouldn't sleepwalk with her uncle or anything.

Lifted the quilt and glanced at it.

Luckily, everything is there.

Jun Moyan also got up.

After saying shut up to the butler standing at the door, his long knobby fingers kneaded the bridge of his nose.

Gui Yuxi floated over like a little ghost: "Uncle." ”

Jun Moyan was not frightened.

As early as when she got off the ground, she already knew that his nasal voice was a little heavy, that he was a little cold when he didn't cover the quilt last night, and that his voice was hoarse and lazy when he just got up.

He snorted lazily.

The deer collided with each other.

How could there be such a sexy, handsome man in the whole world.

What a stunner.

Forehead.

The stunner seems to refer to a woman.

Jun Moyan, who had his eyes closed, felt a wave of heat blowing in front of him.

He had to open his eyes.

What caught my eye was Xiao Mian Melon's stupid face and the expression on her face: I want to pounce on Uncle.

He frowned, raised his palm and pushed away Gui Yuxi's bun face: "It's early in the morning. Spring? Don't make up this king so close. ”

Gui Yuxi shyly rubbed his bun face: "Uncle." ”

She screamed.

After Jun Moyan was attracted to him, he stretched out his little finger and pointed to the bed over there: "Why did I sleep there last night?" How could Uncle sleep here? ”

It's a ridiculous question.

Her eyes were full of intellectual curiosity.

Jun Moyan raised his eyebrows.

Obviously, don't expect him to tell the truth.

He is arrogant and annoying.

"You ask the king?" Sure enough, as soon as he came out, it was a disgusting tone.

Dare to ask the King of Yuanbei, the Nine Kings, Lord Jun Moyan, who do you ask?

One sentence stunned the small noodle melon.

Jun Moyan calmly put on his shoes and bypassed the little noodle melon: "Last night, you cried and begged this king to give you the bed, otherwise you would have to undress in front of this king." ”

"However......" Jun Moyan looked Gui Yuxi up and down, and said with disgust: "This king doesn't like to see men naked. The hobby of the body had to give up the bed to you. ”