Xuan Mo didn't speak, and there was a long silence in the air......

Only the flickering candle flame flickered, flickering with the flowing breeze, and the dim light brewed a different ambiguous atmosphere, and almost every breath had a pink romance.

"Lord Night, you...... You're crushing me. ”

Han Xiaoxi's hand was directly screwed behind him by Xuan Mo, sandwiched between himself and the armrest of the chair, plus there was no excess fat on his slender hand, this pain was very real.

"I haven't used my strength yet, why are you hurting?"

Xuan Mo reduced the force in his hand a lot, but he still didn't let Han Xiaoxi get out of his cage, and asked her in that condescending posture.

"Listen to the Night King, what kind of tiger and wolf words are these?!"

Han Xiaoxi said angrily, but his face still turned red all of a sudden, like a ripe little crab, but he waved his two claws cutely, but he couldn't break the fixation of the two rubber bands at all.

"Han Xiaoxi, is your mind so dirty?"

Xuan Mo stared at those sharp eyes, his gaze was as cold as a bottomless night, no matter how hard Han Xiaoxi tried to read it, he still couldn't see through the slightest emotion.

"I didn't. I just want to ......"

Han Xiaoxi pursed her lips, she really wanted to express her meaning euphemistically, that is, to use Xuan Mo's thighs as her pillow, so that she could sleep more comfortably.

It's just that I didn't expect Xuan Mo to misunderstand what she meant.

But she was embarrassed to talk about this kind of problem directly, and her little eyes were fluctuating from left to right, and she said as if she had made a big decision.

"Can I lie on your lap?"

Han Xiaoxi stared at the big watery eyes, looked into the dark black pool water, stirred up some ripples, rippling layer by layer in Xuan Mo's heart.

"Oh, that's it?"

Xuan Mo's sword eyebrows rose, and the meaning made Han Xiaoxi a little uncertain.

What does he mean by this, is he trying to say that he expects too much or too little?

Han Xiaoxi bit her lower lip tightly, showing a somewhat unconfident appearance, this is still a cute version that you can't see on weekdays.

Xuan Mo gently stroked the full red lips with the tips of his fingers, as if touching a fresh ripe small grape, infinitely reminiscing about the taste of the grapes he had tasted in the past.

"I'm not going to let you bite it like that. ”

Xuan Mo opened her lips slightly, and then gradually closed the distance.

found that Han Xiaoxi had involuntarily prepared, thinking that Xuan Mo just wanted to kiss him, thinking so in his heart, he directly pursed his red lips.

When everything is ready, all that is left is a kiss from the Night King.

Xuan Mo didn't kiss him for a long time, and Han Xiaoxi didn't want to open his eyes again, so he only opened a gap.

She used those Xu visions to quietly observe Xuanmo.

I still thought in my heart, why is the Night King so introverted today, he likes to eat meat on weekdays, why does he want to be vegetarian today?

Could it be that last time he explained Momo, he was all nonsense to deceive himself?

Han Xiaoxi's brain circuit was also very jumpy, and after thinking about it for a long time, she discovered a fact that made her want to grab her head and ear.

He is dignified and the Night King, and he really has a soft spot for Kumon.

If the Night King cheats one day, it must also be a cheat with Kumon!

At such a time, he went back to criticize the official document, and he had no intention of kissing himself at all?!

The pen in Xuanmo's hand is held firmly in his hand, this is a new wolf pen, the font is exceptionally smooth and natural, he is comfortable and walking, and his expression is calm.

Let Han Xiaoxi change countless expressions on the side, from surprise to helplessness, to speechless and choking, and finally covered his forehead, refusing to face the facts......

Xuan Mo's body did not change in the slightest, it seemed to be like a perpetual motion machine, constantly commenting on one official document after another.

This kind of infinite work will make life infinitely lonely and boring.

Han Xiaoxi leaned helplessly on the armrest, supporting his jaw with his right hand, while gently depicting the appearance of Xuan Mo in the air with the fingers of his left hand.

The fine black hair, as well as a neat and clean black robe, and a cold and domineering confident temperament, are so easy to handle everything, as if everything in the world is omniscient.

Such a full sense of security, I don't know when it entered Han Xiaoxi's heart.

She always felt that she shouldn't bother him, but she still couldn't bear it......

The timid little hand was like a weak and boneless little chicken claw, and it followed the hard curve behind Xuan Mo.

Xuan Mo sensed the invasion of this little hand, and immediately turned around, still holding the wolf pen dripping with ink in his hand.

The ink fell on the table, shattered into several small balls, and kept rolling down and moving, before it stopped.

Just like Han Xiaoxi's uneasy mood, she seemed to feel that in Xuan Mo's cold eyes, there was an indescribable hot flame suppressed, burning each other's souls......

"What were you doing?"

Xuan Mo's question seemed a little inexplicable.

He knows everything in the world, and he doesn't even know what this action is?

With a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, Han Xiaoxi pretended not to care, put his arm on Xuan Mo's shoulder, and said:

"Is the Night King too little emotionally experienced? I don't even know what I'm doing in this pose?"

Han Xiaoxi just hugged him, and didn't do anything excessive.

Not to mention......

She wanted to kiss her so much just now.

She kissed her lower lip with her upper lip, making a popping sound, simulating a lost flame, as if she were filling herself.

Seeing that the red lips were also longing for themselves, it was like fireworks that had burned the last lead, and the last nerve control that lured Xuan Mo also collapsed......

Like a sharp sword, he suddenly flew in front of Han Xiaoxi, enveloping her petite body on the armrest, and Han Xiaoxi's wrist was folded over again and pressed against the armrest just now.

Oh, it's a dead lady......

Han Xiaoxi's expression suddenly became painful, and Xuan Mo knew that his strength was being used too much, so he quickly withdrew his hand and blew at Han Xiaoxi's hand.

It seems that such a gentle breath can make her not painful.

It's clear that the Night King doesn't pay attention to details.,But for her sake, I'm starting to learn how to take care of people.。

Han Xiaoxi thought that a few days ago, when he went to the kitchen, he was a little hungry at night and wanted to steal some corn to eat.

Of course, it can't be regarded as stealing, after all, it is your own kitchen.

As he tiptoed, he heard the maid in the kitchen.

"Did the Night King really cook the medicine himself that day?"

"It's been so many years, it seems that I have seen that Lord Night King cooked medicine for the previous Night King. At that time, Mi'er didn't live in the palace for a few days, and she was sick, and the Night King didn't even ask, and it seemed that the night princess was really very attentive. ”

"No, it's been cooked for more than a dozen hours, and I don't sleep, and I don't even go to the court. ”

......

Han Xiaoxi heard it at the time, and thought that he had heard it wrong.

But when she saw the blackened boiler, she suddenly realized that this mess was usually not caused by the chef, but that Xuanmo had finished cooking the medicine and hadn't had time to clean it up.

"This man...... It's really honest, not wrong at all. ”

Han Xiaoxi kept this matter quietly in his heart, but he never said a word of thanks.

Looking at Xuan Mo, who was panicked like a child, he desperately blew it into his hand, and then asked Han Xiaoxi nervously.

"Does it still hurt? Does it hurt? Do I need to rub your medicine?"

Xuanmo, who cherishes words like gold, rarely speaks so many words, and in a series of three questions, every sentence is full of concern.

He didn't want her to be unhappy at all, and he didn't want her to suffer the slightest pain.

When Han Xiaoxi thought of this, he suddenly thought of his life that had been lonely for thousands of years.

I've been trained since I was born, and I've never been in love again, isn't it......

I'm just waiting for the Night King to appear.

In the dark, it's as if they belong to each other.

Han Xiaoxi's eyes were suddenly red, her jaw trembled slightly, and tears couldn't help but burst out of her eyes, and she rushed up directly to hug Xuan Mo's neck with bitter teardrops.

Learning the way of Xuanmo, with the most astringent lips, blocked his breathing.

He couldn't blow those excessively hot breaths anymore, and could only pour that warmth into her heart.

Bitter teardrops fell on the lips, mixed with this sweet kiss, half with a little salty, but also a little sweet, even more obsessive.

I just want to get drunk again, get drunk, and don't know the way back......

rarely feels Han Xiaoxi's active Xuanmo, so naturally he will not let go of the delicacies sent to him, and he must taste the beautiful and delicious little woman carefully.

He gradually took control of the domineering initiative of the entire kiss, and contained all the authority to conquer the city in his own hands, so that Han Xiaoxi could only follow his control and his pace.

She wasn't such a stupid woman, she knew what she was doing.

But she surrendered in front of such a Night King.

Willingly, I want to stay with such an imperfect Night King.

When the long and intense kiss ended, Han Xiaoxi pressed against Xuanmo's lips and carefully said the hot love words, as if every word had a scorching temperature in it, which would melt the skin together......

"I like you, Lord Night. ”

In her pure and flawless confession, there is only full of joy and worship, and there is no other emotion mixed at all, and it is precisely because of this that she looks even more youthful and precious.

She was so nervous that she couldn't breathe half a beat, and all she could hear was the silence of the night and the sound of his heavy breathing......

He seemed to have deliberately slowed down the speed and rhythm of his speech, moved his thin lips to Han Xiaoxi's ear, latched on to her small earlobe, and used the magnetic voice like the grinding of the ear root with the temperature of the fatal temptation.

Said the Night King's exclusive love words.

"Xi'er, you remember, you are my Night King Xuanmo, whether it is in this life, the next life, or all the remaining reincarnations, you are my only woman. ”