More than half of the night passed unconsciously, and in order to prevent a sneak attack, until now, he has not slept . （）

Xue Meng opened her eyes faintly, and her arms were very warm. The tip of his nose is his familiar and gentle taste, which makes the originally hanging heart fall smoothly.

A faint smile rose at the corner of her mouth, and she found that she was really strong in Xiling Jing's arms.

She leaned on his chest, straightened up slightly, and said with a hint of tiredness in her voice: "Prince." （）”

Xiling Jing saw her wake up, and the anxiety in her eyes also landed, and she smiled back: "Hmm." ”

Next to him, Wolf Bao was already so tired that he fell asleep, snoring evenly, stretching out his hind legs and scratching his neck from time to time.

I don't know why, but it always feels like there's something on its body, itchy.

The sky was already dimly bright, Xue Meng looked at the fog-like scene around her, and looked at Xiling Jing: "The prince can sleep for a while." （）”

He's tired enough.

"No problem." He could not leave without seeing the dawn of peace.

No matter what, Xue Meng can't coerce him. Too lazy to get up, she leaned into his arms like this, listening to his breathing, and the two waited for dawn together.

The firelight flickered, dyeing a layer of warmth in the hazy light, giving this dangerous place a sense of security. （）

Looking at her somewhat pale cheeks, Xiling Jing reached out and brushed her broken hair. The movements are skilful and natural, and neither of them is aware of the subtle changes.

After thinking for a while, he moved slightly, took out the bracelet that he had been keeping on his body, and quietly took it out.

Xue Meng looked at this scene, the smile on the corner of her mouth gradually cooled, and her heart sank. （）

Is he at the most dangerous, thinking about the woman who wants to give the gift?

With a smile in her heart, Xue Meng didn't have any extravagant hopes. Moving, ignoring the wound on her hand, she gritted her teeth to support herself, gesturing to escape from his arms.

Holding her, but remembering other women, she can't do this!

What if it's a partner? What if it's a friend? Then you can't be so light on her and trample on her!

Seeing her stubbornly get up, Xiling Jing pressed her down in his arms, frowned slightly, and blamed in a low voice: "The wound is not healed yet, how can you move with your hands?" ”

"I won't disturb the prince admiring the bracelets given to other women." Xue Meng raised the corners of her mouth to look at him, her tone was not sarcastic, but her autumn water apricot eyes were already covered with a layer of disappointment, covering all the tenderness in her eyes, she couldn't see clearly, she couldn't guess through.

Xiling Jing stared into her eyes and didn't speak for a long time. Look carefully, stare seriously, want to see through her, see through all her thoughts.

He really wants to know everything she wants, everything she thinks.

Even if this is a gift for others, why can she still smile so calmly, without a little panic or a little sourness.

It's just that he doesn't know that Xue Meng is good at hiding his thoughts. From childhood to adulthood, whether it is sadness or joy, she has hidden it very well.

But the moment she met him, everything changed for a long time, and even Xue Meng herself didn't realize it.

After staring at it for a long time, Xiling Jing suddenly laughed.

His lips are as scarlet as warm jade, and the corners of his mouth are slightly curved, like the March sunshine and spring pear blossoms.

Xue Meng saw him laughing and looked at him strangely: "Where is the laugh?" ”

"I'm sorry." He opened his mouth softly, holding Xue Meng in his arms, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The smell of the two of them is intertwined with each other, like the most intoxicating mellow aroma.