Yan Tao had a dream.

She dreamed that her surroundings were dark, and after walking for a long time, she saw a little light in front of her, so she quickly struggled to run forward, and the light became bigger and bigger, reflecting the hazy figure of a man.

The pale yellow light surrounded him, and in the silence, even the angular and cloudy outline seemed to soften a little.

He took off his golden robe, only wore a thin cyan robe, and his black hair was lightly pulled, like a poet in the south of the Yangtze River, standing cold and proud under the lamplight.

Yan Tao was stunned, and Baba stretched out her hand to him, "Brother Fairy." ”

It seems to be close at hand, and you can reach the distance.

Yan Tao stepped on the air.

She fell from the clouds...... Actually, rolled out of bed.

From Mo Shiyuan's point of view, it was the guy who was lying on the bed in a large shape suddenly got up faintly, sleeping crookedly and unkemptly, his good-looking peach blossom eyes narrowed into a slit, his lips opened slightly, and he almost didn't suckle, and stretched out his little paws at him in a daze.

He also shouted very rebellious words to him.

Mo Shiyuan hung up his clothes, picked up the confused Yan Tao, and threw her back on the bed.

"Oops." Yan Tao rolled twice, and the little brain melon seeds were finally awake.

Where are there any gods.

Fenyin is the villain Mo Shiyuan is back.

She almost thought of the villain as a male god, and smirked and opened her hands to throw herself into his arms......

Yan Tao really wants to get into the bed and be an ostrich, but not now, she must hurry up to please the villain.

"Your Highness, why are you only back now, have you had dinner?"

Yan Tao saw that Mo Shiyuan's boots were stained with a lot of mud, could it be that he walked in the mountains and forests for half a night in order to step on it.

Mo Shiyuan took the knife, "I didn't eat." ”

"I have specially reserved some hot soup, Your Highness will drink it."

Yan Tao, who caught a hint of a pleasing, hurriedly rushed to the ground, stood on tiptoe to take down the warm ceramic urn, and carefully poured a bowl for Mo Shiyuan.

Mo Shiyuan took it, lowered his eyes and looked at the bowl of hot soup, and then stared at Yan Tao: "You didn't poison it?" ”

"What did Your Highness say?! How could I poison you, you are my legitimate husband, and I am not Pan Jinlian! ”

Yan Tao subconsciously covered her nose as soon as she was nervous, for fear that the villain would discover the fierce killing intent hidden in her heart.

At the same time, he disguised himself with a flattering smile: "Your Highness, don't think so much, let's drink the soup first." ”

After speaking, Yan Tao suddenly realized that this line seemed to be a bit like Pan Jinlian persuading Dalang to drink medicine.

The corners of Mo Shiyuan's lips hooked up a trace of arc that was difficult to detect.

He took a shallow sip and said lightly: "You don't have to care so much about your nose, I am talking nonsense about the nose moving when lying." ”

Yan Tao was stunned.

She dropped her hand dumbfounded.

Suddenly, Yan Tao's brain flashed, and she finally woke up to Mo Shiyuan, who was testing her!

Whenever she unconsciously covered her nose with her hand when she spoke, she said that she had something to hide from Mo Shiyuan.

At this moment, Yan Tao felt like her pants were all stripped naked.

"Your Highness, I, I'm just prone to itchy nose, I'm not really lying to you......" Yan Tao twisted her fingers and looked at him pitifully.

"Hmm." Mo Shiyuan didn't know whether he believed it or not.

His handsome face is always immediate, making it impossible to see his true mood.