On one side is the emperor in a yellow robe, and on the other side is the night king who is cold and awe-inspiring, Han Xiaoxi looks a little embarrassed in the middle.

She dragged her heavy legs, propped up her alcohol-eroded body, and collapsed on her back in Xuan Mo's arms with the last bit of willpower.

Xuanmo hurriedly supported Han Xiaoxi, and no matter what the emperor said or said, he was going to take Han Xiaoxi away.

When has he, Lord Night King, seen someone else's face?

Han Xiaoxi's flying skirt was steadily picked up by the Night King, and her overly solid posture could catch her steadily, as if it was effortless.

She took advantage of the situation to use her broad shoulders as her pillow, and affectionately pasted her little face on Xuanmo's shoulder, like a cute little kitten, gently rubbing her face with her face.

Rubbing and rubbing...... He also stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked it.

It's like some delicious sugar.

Xuan Mo used his jaw to push Han Xiaoxi's face open, for fear that she would bite directly into it with her next bite.

"Master Hou, is it okay for you to ignore me?"

The emperor lifted the yellow robe, and his arm was blocked at the door, preventing Xuan Mo from leaving, plus Xuan Mo was holding Han Xiaoxi, so it was inconvenient to move.

The emperor's appearance of victory seemed to be declaring war with Xuanmo.

Put down the woman in your hands.

But Xuanmo's disdainful expression then emerged, his eyes glanced at the emperor contemptuously, the corners of his mouth pursed with ridicule, and he raised his eyebrows.

Only coldly let out a snort.

"Hmph. ”

Xuan Mocai never disdains to deal with this kind of person, and prefers to take away the things that others like, so that he can be happy, but he is really vicious enough.

When his yang life is over, Xuanmo has a lot of opportunities to torture him.

There are some things that are not too late to be counted in the future.

He, Lord of the Night, has a lot of patience.

Xuan Mo turned around and walked to the corner on the side, and turned over and jumped out of the window with Han Xiaoxi.

This is the typical no-door, window-by-door?

He untied the spell on his face, and the humanoid mask peeled off one by one, as if the wall skin was mottled and fell, and gradually disappeared from his resolute face.

A black robe was re-revealed, covering all the original official uniforms, black spreading from his neckline to his limbs, and the sassy black robe fluttered in the wind.

Lu Qiao knelt respectfully beside him, and a group of Lingwei behind him lined up and said together.

"Welcome to the Night King, the Night Princess returns home. ”

"Let's go. ”

Xuan Mo wore the pitch-black metal combat boots, which struck on the luxurious marble with a crisp sound.

In the darkness of the night, only the moonlight was illuminated, and it fell on the ground, rolling up a few leaves and making a loud sound.

The shadow of the Night King was long, and there was that delicate little body in front of him, which was hanging on his neck and sleeping sweetly......

"Xuanmo ......"

In his sleep, Han Xiaoxi also spit out a strong smell of wine, and muttered to the Night King while sighing.

On weekdays, I had never seen Han Xiaoxi call his name so affectionately, so Xuan Mo's expression when he looked at Han Xiaoxi was a little softer.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm kind of ...... Not very comfortable......"

Before Han Xiaoxi's words fell, he hugged Xuan Mo's shoulder and began to vomit, he wanted to throw this little man on the ground.

But Han Xiaoxi hugged him tightly on his shoulders, his legs were still wrapped around his waist, like a cute and loving octopus, and he couldn't take it down at all.

No matter how much he shook his body, there was no way.

Xuan Mo could only wait silently for her to finish vomiting, and then calmly took the handkerchief from Lu Qiao, and then wiped Han Xiaoxi's mouth.

Then he glanced at it casually, Han Xiaoxi was vomiting at the door of this imperial study, and Xuan Mo's originally angry mood suddenly felt a little happy.

"Let's go. ”

Xuan Mo returned to the palace with the mighty spirit guard, and also asked Lu Qiao beside him to go for a walk, so that every demon and every immortal knew how much the golden flute had helped Han Xiaoxi.

also specially said that Han Xiaoxi, as the night princess, is very grateful to Heavenly Court for its dedication.

He put Han Xiaoxi on his bed, and the maid took care of it by the side, always feeling that it was not as good as taking care of it himself.

"Go down first, and let me go." ”

It was the first time for Xuan Moke to wipe his forehead like this, and he used a warm towel to cover his drunken little face, thinking that he really shouldn't have let her drink so much just now.

Even this low-degree fruit wine can't be controlled at all, but it is best to let her not drink at all in the future.

Xuan Mo Zhengzai carefully wiped Han Xiaoxi's face, and heard her muttering and scolding in her sleep.

"Nasty. Don't touch me. ”

"Hate what you want, don't want anything. Is it so easy for you to serve a woman?"

Xuan Mo was so angry that he threw the towel on the table on the side and attacked Han Xiaoxi, who was still asleep with his eyes closed.

It looks like it's just talking to yourself.

"The emperor is so annoying, don't touch me, I have a sweetheart......"

Did she say it completely?

Listen to it completely, but the meaning is completely different?

Xuan Mo silently pretended that nothing had happened just now, and then used his slender fingertips to throw the towel that had just fallen on the table into the water again, and continued to wipe it for her.

"That's how well-behaved. ”

He didn't know who he was saying this to, as if he were speaking it to himself.

I guess I can save some face.

Because it was a little hot at night, coupled with the hot wine warming her body, Han Xiaoxi was always sweating finely and densely, and Xuan Mo was afraid that she would be hot, so he thought about helping her take off her coat.

As soon as Xuan Mo's fingers were placed on her neckline, she kicked out and kicked Xuan Mo to a stumbling ground, if it weren't for his good physical fitness, then I am afraid that he would have fallen out of bed directly.

"Ahem......" he clutched his aching chest.

Look at this little woman who has full attack power in her sleep.

"Don't touch me. I just like Xuanmo. Just like ...... Lord Night King......"

Did Han Xiaoxi regard Xuan Mo beside him as the emperor just now?

In order to avoid being attacked again, Xuan Mo could only relieve her heat in another way, and specially let the ice fan that Lu Qiao found could fan out the cool wind.

Only then did she get out of her tossing and turning dreams and fall asleep peacefully.

It wasn't until the next day, when she woke up a little early, and just after dawn, she found a head lying beside her......

Damn!

And the hair, black and thick hair, plus this huge body, this is not a monster!

She shrunk back, reflexively ready to kick again.

Who knew that this monster had a strong physique and was quick enough to react, he directly grabbed Han Xiaoxi's feet with one hand, and then dragged her directly from the pillow to the front of him, and pressed her to the bed in such an upper body position.

"I'm not going to let you kick me a second time. ”

Xuan Mo's cold expression was really similar to the one he took care of last night, and it looked like an oversized iceberg.

"Won't let you kick it a second time? When have I ever kicked you?"

Han Xiaoxi could hear the voice and recognize it as Lord Night King, and hurriedly wanted to withdraw his foot, but he still pinched it tightly.

The Night King can't be a dead pervert, right......

"Nothing, you ...... last night Drunk. It's normal not to remember. ”

As soon as Xuan Mo said this, Han Xiaoxi remembered that he had asked the emperor to go directly to the imperial study last night.

Last Memory...... Only the appearance of the emperor rushing up was left.

I don't remember how I got brought back!

"That. I'm sorry. ”

Han Xiaoxi thought about this, and immediately apologized to the Lord Night in front of him.

This apology made Xuan Mo feel a little uneasy, and he hurriedly lowered his head and came to her eyes.

Due to the compression of the distance, she felt a strong sense of oppression, but she couldn't escape if she wanted to run back, the space on the bed was not huge, and no matter how she behaved, she couldn't escape from the clutches of the Night King, this was just a fact that she had long recognized......

"What did you just say?"

Xuan Mo thought that she had misheard, and besides, she was just drunk, so what was there to apologize for.

His expression was a little surprised, but because there was no candle light in the night, Han Xiaoxi couldn't see clearly, so he just apologized vigorously.

"The Night King, I'm sorry, the emperor and I, we ......"

A strong sense of guilt hit her heart, like the waves of the sea, lapping on the shore and then sweeping her to the bottom of the sea.

The intense pain swirled from the bottom of her heart, and she bit her lower lip tightly, gently moving her body away, and freeing herself from Xuan Mo's embrace.

Seeing her estrangement, Xuan Mo stood up upright from the side of the bed, lined with the moonlight of those nights, Xuan Mo asked her.

"What's wrong with you?"

Why is his question so indifferent?

Han Xiaoxi couldn't help but wonder, on weekdays, the Night King was like the Vinegar King, why was he so calm and calm at this time, as if he was not stained with a trace of rippling lake water.

"What's wrong...... Only...... That's it. ”

Han Xiaoxi had seen a lot of scenes of losing his body after drinking before, and he really thought that he was like that.

"Which one?"

From these few words of questioning, Xuan Mo guessed Han Xiaoxi's thoughts, thinking that she probably couldn't remember what happened last night.

"Anyway, I'm sorry. ”

Han Xiaoxi clasped his hands tightly together, and his five finger rings clasped his hands, and that nervous appearance made Xuan Mo's eyes hot.

Does she feel sorry for herself because of this kind of thing?

That shows that she really admits herself and cares about herself.

"Where have you been?"

Xuan Mo still has this kind of interest, and he even asks where he has done it?

"I just remember...... Just remember...... He walked over, and he didn't remember the back. ”

Han Xiaoxi's original and honest confession, that strong sense of shame was about to wear through her face, and the man in front of her was still so calm.

"Oh, so what?"

Xuan Mo leaned the tip of his nose over, leaned forward, and his upper body seemed to be suspended in the air, taking in Han Xiaoxi in the corner.

She was so broken that she didn't deserve to be with the Night King.

"So, let's break the engagement. ”