Obviously he was worried about Han Xiaoxi, but Xuan Mo just said this as a strange meaning.

"Do you think all about your face? Have you ever thought about hurting someone's life?"

Han Xiaoxi's tone was a little trembling and questioning, she could especially understand the pain of others, and she could even understand the bitterness.

But while she cares too much about others, she also ignores the Night King's affection and cherishment for her.

"And have you ever thought about me?"

Xuan Mo stared at Han Xiaoxi's eyes, a trace of hurt emotion flashed in his cold black eyes, and he turned his head sideways in abruptness, looking at Han Xiaoxi with that extremely sad expression.

"I ......"

Han Xiaoxi's words were blocked at this time, and his sharp teeth on weekdays lost their effect in an instant in front of Lord Night King.

Her mouth seemed to be stuck to something, but she couldn't open it, and she wanted to go back, but she didn't know what to say.

For her, it was indeed a bit excessive.

She took into account the world, the underworld, and even her enemy, but she didn't take care of the Night King.

The ghost-like eyes flowed, knowing that he had made a mistake, but he could be regarded as understanding, after all, the little face lowered his head and knew that he was wrong.

"What, now I know it's wrong?"

The Night King's triumphant tone was abrasive enough.

He was a little slow today, but he bypassed Han Xiaoxi, sat directly on the edge of the tea table, and knocked on the table.

The knuckles slammed on the tabletop, making a crisp sound, causing Han Xiaoxi to raise his head.

"Lord Night...... Don't you want to do something?"

Han Xiaoxi said this sentence with those hints of suggestion.

But the Night King didn't mean that at all, and he lightly placed the teapot on the table, and then commanded.

"I didn't want to do anything, I just wanted you to serve me tea. The tea is under the cupboard, go and get it. ”

Han Xiaoxi nodded, thinking that it was just to take tea, maybe there could be no problem, she put the tea cup on the table suspiciously.

The Night King slapped his palm on the table, and the cold aura poured out.

Really.

It's not that simple.

said that good service is to be obedient.

"Why is this teacup on the table, to have such a loud sound? You should learn to pour the tea, handle it gently, this teacup is a hundred years old, and you don't know how to clean it on weekdays." ”

The Night King's picky kung fu is no worse than that of his mother-in-law.

His cold eyes narrowed, and Han Xiaoxi didn't dare to speak anymore, so he could only let the Night King continue to command.

She thought to herself that she had to do it perfectly, and then the Night King would not be able to find fault with her.

But when she tried to control her strength and gently took the tea leaves out of the teacup, she dropped a little.

The broken tea stalk fell on the table.

"Why can't this be done?"

Lord Night King was critical again, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, he just wanted to find fault with Han Xiaoxi.

"Do...... What's wrong with it?"

Han Xiaoxi didn't notice the two tea stalks that fell at all, Xuan Mosu picked up the tea stalks with his hand, and then threw them in front of Han Xiaoxi.

Han Xiaoxi was holding a teapot in his hand and preparing to filter the tea and pour water, patronizing Xuanmo's words, but he poured more water into the teapot in his hand, and the water that was full overflowed, but it was spilled on the whole table.

"Look at it! This still has the face to ask me what I didn't do well?"

Xuan Mo's black clothes were stained with a little tea, and the tea was still down the edge of the table to the ground, and the flustered Han Xiaoxi wanted to wipe the water droplets again, but he didn't expect that the teapot in his hand was biased.

Instead, he poured the whole pot of tea into the Night King's face.

This is just right, Lord Night King was "served" by Han Xiaoxi and drank a whole pot of tea, and not a drop was wasted.

It's all wet.

"You...... Is it revenge on me?"

Xuan Mo understood that the consequence of finding fault with Han Xiaoxi was to be watered by a whole pot of tea, so that he could "serve".

Fortunately, this little woman didn't marry back to do housework, and with this ability to serve people, I'm afraid that even the Night King, who is immortal like him, will have to live many years less.

"Revenge on you...... I...... How dare I!"

Han Xiaoxi can't be washed by jumping into the Yellow River now, she didn't mean to retaliate at all, she was completely flustered.

But when the Night King said this, he had a desire to add to the crime, and Han Xiaoxi didn't seem to be right at all when he said anything, as if he was plotting to kill the Night King.

The quality of this behavior depends entirely on the way people interpret it.

"How dare you, I don't think you're quite daring......? There are so many people up and down, and you are the first person who dares to pour a whole pot of tea on me. ”

Xuan Mo's words were clear and cold, and the loud voice echoed in the air, as if it was the sound of the ice cubes, and Han Xiaoxi also felt the feeling of hair standing upside down.

She always felt that the Night King was targeting her.

Deliberately trying to find their own faults.

"You...... If you talk well, can't you not find fault?"

Han Xiaoxi, she is not the kind of person who is obedient and cowardly at all, and the Night King makes it so difficult for her, she has a lot of dissatisfaction in her heart.

She stood there, not at all obedience.

"Are you justified now? Isn't it that you embarrassed me first? I embarrassed you a little, and you feel uncomfortable now?"

Xuan Mo's action is really teaching Han Xiaoxi the truth.

Before, Han Xiaoxi didn't know what Xuan Mo thought, just knowing that he would accuse and question, and he didn't care what the other party's mind was.

Lord Night King felt aggrieved because of this, so he specially used the matter of pouring tea to teach Han Xiaoxi not to speculate about everything.

"I ...... Where do I have it?"

Han Xiaoxi is a person who understands everything very well, her ice and snow intelligence is not only shown in this point, she still has many ways to please the Night King.

She took the dry cloth towel in her hand, and then placed it on the side of the Night King's hand, and then helped him wipe the tea, and easily held his fingers, and gently smoothed it up.

It was said that it was good to wipe it with a cloth towel, but it was to use those few boneless fingers to climb all the way up.

This bit of tofu was made for her to eat, and the Night King only felt that it felt a little strange to the touch, so he didn't refuse, let alone take it to heart.

Seeing that the tea just now also stained the clothes of the Night King, it would be better to change it directly.

Han Xiaoxi's plain white little hand came up and directly touched the placket of the Night King.

This time, he was caught by the Night King, and he completely saw what trick the little fox in front of him was trying to play.

"Are you crazy?"

There seemed to be some kind of flame burning in the eyes of Lord Night King, and he instantly left behind what was right and wrong just now, which made Han Xiaoxi feel even more interesting.

She especially liked to see the fire in those obsidian-like eyes, and even more liked the color in those eyes, and his eager actions.

His big palm pressed tightly against her hand holding the placket, and the warm touch made her heart beat faster and her face hot.

As a last resort, you have to rely on deep breathing to control yourself and not rush forward.

She was reserved for the last second, only shaking her head slightly.

The Tyrannosaurus rex let out a low roar, and instantly pulled her into his arms, and she sat on his solid thighs, wrapping around the Night King's arms.

As soon as he stabilized his posture, the Night King firmly controlled the back of his head with his hand, and pressed the seductive red lips against his thin lips.

The touch with a very possessive meaning, as well as the strong love and longing, gradually melted in this kiss.

The fragrance of the tea was overflowing, and it made each other's clothes have the smell of greenness.

Han Xiaoxi instantly felt that his whole body was hot, from his hair to the tips of his toes, it seemed to be warmed, and he couldn't control his breathing.

He had to rely on himself to give Han Xiaoxi a little bit of air, so that she could breathe.

The moist lips swept over her, and the intimate touch was like a burgundy rose, seductive but not cheap, with that taboo-like deadly taste, poisoning every inch of her body.

She couldn't control herself, she just wanted to be next to the Night King a little more, and she used a lot of force to touch, and the strong pressure was more like the glue between the two.

The feeling of adhesion and dependence also made the Night King feel more satisfied, and he roared and circled the dessert in front of him even tighter, almost swallowing her directly.

Call.

Only slightly separated, she was like drinking eight hundred catties of liquor, her face was red from drunkenness, she was not used to such intimacy, she flashed the wind with her hands, as if she wanted to cool herself down.

I just said that.

"Lord Night King......

The fierce kiss struck again, taking all her breath away, and now her face turned even redder.

She couldn't support her body, as if she was about to go limp, if it weren't for the Night King's big palm behind her, I was afraid she would have slipped and fallen to the ground.

"Lord Night King......

Not.

This kiss was endless, almost didn't hook Han Xiaoxi's soul away, she stared at those eyes, and she couldn't figure out what she was picky about, was she punished?!

"You...... What's ......?"

She gasped quietly as she crouched between the Night King's neck, and she complained about what he wanted.

"How many times have I said it, but I can't change it!"

The roar of the Tyrannosaurus rex exploded in my ears again.

Patience was instantly worn away by this little woman.

He carried her straight up, and then threw her on the embroidered couch, only to hear a clang, the embroidered couch was smashed by Han Xiaoxi with a sonorous sound, and it almost didn't collapse.

Before she could recover her senses, she was directly pressed down on the couch by the black shadow, a splendid bedding and messy hair, but it made people's pulse accelerate.