The room was very quiet.

Shen Nian sat at the low table on the east side, flipping through the books on the table casually, and felt bored after reading for a while.

So I looked up and looked at Xiao Jing's criticism, and I have to say that the man at work is the most handsome, and he is indeed right.

The white clothes are like snow, the people are like crowned jade, the thick and curly eyelashes are flying up and down, and the scarlet lips are slightly pursed.

Shen Nian suddenly became thirsty, his eyes became trance, and he couldn't help but stretch out his pink tongue and lick his lips.

No, no, no! Shen Nian shook his head, how could he be confused with such a beautiful scene!

As a result, the more I looked at it, the more dizzy I became, and my little head grew little by little, and I looked sleepy.

Although Xiao Jing was criticizing the excerpts, his attention had been on the other side, and he also saw how the little emperor began to be drowsy, and how he could not hold back his sleepy little expression.

The corners of his mouth suddenly hooked, and he once again concentrated on criticizing the folds.

After approving the folds at hand, Xiao Jing suddenly noticed that the little emperor had fallen asleep on the table, half of his face was pressed against the low table, his small mouth was slightly open, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he didn't seem to be sleeping peacefully.

Xiao Jing was a little flustered, feeling that he had paid a little too much attention to the little emperor, and this was the fourth time he had wandered his mind today.

"Hiss~" Xiao Jing sighed quietly, just now he looked at the little emperor's sleeping face, he was distracted, he didn't pay attention, his index finger was cut by the folded paper, and it was oozing blood.

Alas, Xiao Jing sighed secretly in his heart, and frequently wandered, he didn't look like him anymore.

"Hmm~" The little emperor lying on the low table suddenly raised his head, his closed eyes opened a slit slightly, and sniffed his little nose hard, "It's so fragrant~"

The little emperor seemed to smell some delicacies from the mountains and seas, and began to rummage around the low table, "It's so fragrant~"

"Bang" accidentally, the low table was overturned to the ground, and things were scattered messily on the ground.

Xiao Jing subconsciously wanted to get up, and sat down slowly, his eyes flashing with complicated emotions.

There is no doubt that the little emperor's consciousness seems to be very unconscious, just blindly looking for the source of the fragrance, and he has not even woken up when he touches the big movement of the low table.

At this moment, the little emperor who did not find the source of the fragrance was about to cry, his eyes were glowing, and his mouth was aggrieved, like a poor little milk cat.

Scented?

Xiao Jing looked at the small wound on his index finger meaninglessly, because the wound was small, there was no more bleeding.

Look at the little emperor's expression again......

Xiao Jing pressed the wound expressionlessly, and the wound that was no longer oozing blood suddenly gushed blood, and it rested quietly on his fingertips like a red pearl.

Really.

The little emperor, who smelled the fragrance again, turned his direction to this side and stumbled over this way.

Shen Nian's consciousness was completely occupied by the fragrance of unknown origin, and his stomach, which had not eaten properly for a few days, let out a cry of protest, and he could only blindly look for the source of the fragrance.

Xiao Jing suddenly warmed the fragrant nephrite in his arms, and his other hand subconsciously supported his slender waist, just as he imagined, as soon as he looked down, he could see the obsessive expression of the person in his arms.

Is that so?

Xiao Jing showed a wicked smile, stretched out his hand, casually put a red dot on the corner of his lips, and then lowered his head to see what the expression of the person in his arms would be.

Sure enough, the little emperor began to stretch his neck hard, shook his little nose, and leaned towards the corner of Xiao Jing's mouth, "You are so fragrant~"

The distance slowly pulled in, and Xiangxiang's soft lips were attached to the corners of Xiao Jing's mouth, and he could feel her lips slowly moving at the corners of his mouth, and then quickly stretched out her little tongue and licked it.

“！”

Xiao Jing's fingertips trembled violently, and a tingling sensation instantly rushed to his heart, trembling violently.