After Zhou Cheng left, Yun Mumu went to Duan Yixi's dragon couch again.

He stepped over the tyrant's head in a foot-to-face position.

But Duan Yixi let her be so presumptuous, and she didn't say a word.

Yunmumu: ???

Hey? What happened to this tyrant today? According to convention, shouldn't he be unable to open his eyes for scolding?

Even if he can't roar, he will roar until his face is red and his neck is thick.

Lung capacity is not working?

This person just likes to be cheap, you can't stand it when you scold you, and when you don't scold, you don't get used to it.

Yun Mumu looked at Duan Yixi with a pair of misty eyes: "Your Majesty? Are you sure you don't scold your concubine? ”

Duan Yixi: "......"

I've never seen anyone looking for scolding.

Yun Mumu pointed to his quilt for final confirmation, "Your Majesty, if you don't scold, the concubine will sleep." ”

Duan Yixi, who couldn't hold back his good temper, rolled his eyes, he was really drunk.

"Then why don't I mean to scold me?"

"Well, the concubine can see it." Don't scold and feel uncomfortable.

Duan Yixi: ......

The man finally couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips and shook his head.

What kind of woman can be his queen?

The couch is large enough to sleep eight adults.

This is the emperor-like treatment, Yun Mumu and Duan Yixi are divided into two quilts, and each occupies one side.

Although they slept together, the well water did not violate the river water, and Duan Yixi was well water, and he was pale and powerless if he wanted to.

As for the river, when it was cold in the second half of the night, I quietly leaned over to the edge of the well water unconsciously.

Although Duan Yixi has been paralyzed for a year, he is a man after all, and the heat on his body is always very strong, and every time Yun Mumu is cold, he can't help but lean towards the big stove on the side.

Every time she leaned over, her body was very cold, and he always felt that he was shivering from the cold. (Maybe it's cool)

I used to sleep on the beauty couch, but now I sleep on the dragon bed, and Yun Mumu's adaptability is also very good, and I sleep very comfortably every day.

can sleep until three poles in the sun.

As soon as Duan Yixi opened her eyes every day, she could clearly see her beautiful little face and her two well-defined eyelashes.

Climb up to his dragon couch every night like a nobody, I don't know that he is red and shy every day.

A woman's family, not reserved at all, is it the same for other men?

As soon as he thought of this, he would think of the things between her and Duan Yiyao, and his heart sank inexplicably.

Turning his head to look at Yun Mumu who was still asleep, her small body was curled up, and his hand was very close to her little face.

The glass lamp by the side of the bed was still burning, the felt on the window lattice was also hung up, and the sun outside was shining in.

The hall was very bright, watching the woman curled up and sleeping, her cheeks were slightly red, the green silk was veneered, and the little face was white and tender, like peach petals in March.

The man tilted his head to look at her like this, and his heart suddenly became hot.

Wouldn't it be nice to touch her little face?

Thinking of this, his fingertips trembled, and the fingertips that had been in a relaxed state for a long time flexed stiffly.

Like a delicate wicker drawn from a dead wood that has just experienced a cruel winter and then rejuvenated, it is tough and soft.

His heart was pounding wildly, as if it was about to explode in his chest.

Every nerve in the tension collapsed.