Listening to Zhuang Mengdie's slow, even and steady breathing, Zhuang Feiyu didn't know why, but unconsciously adjusted his breathing rate with Zhuang Mengdie's exhalation and inhalation, when he was finally able to adjust to the same breathing rhythm as Zhuang Mengdie, Zhuang Feiyu was inexplicably happy, just like when he first learned to dance the sword, if it wasn't for Zhuang Mengdie being asleep at this moment, it is estimated that Zhuang Feiyu would not be able to control himself and clapped loudly and cheered.

The warm winter sun flowed down, fell on the head of the bed, and reflected on Zhuang Mengdie's face, Zhuang Mengdie's fair complexion was slightly pink because of this gentle warmth, and the smooth and flawless skin could be broken.

Zhuang Feiyu couldn't help but slowly approach Zhuang Mengdie's face, and he found that Zhuang Mengdie's face was smooth and white like a shelled egg.

Zhuang Feiyu's eyes widened, getting closer and closer, and he hesitantly stretched out his fingers, wanting to touch Zhuang Mengdie's eyelashes that would tremble lightly from time to time, but just when his fingertips were about to touch, he immediately withdrew his hand weakly.

The eyelashes look so good, Zhuang Feiyu just withdrew his hand, and couldn't help but stretch it out again. Perhaps because the sunlight was a little dazzling, Zhuang Mengdie gently raised her hand in her sleep, put her arm on her forehead, and hid her eyes in the shadows.

Zhuang Feiyu was afraid that trying to touch Zhuang Mengdie's eyelashes would wake up Zhuang Mengdie, so he didn't dare to act rashly. But he had only stopped for a moment, and then he immediately stretched out his hand slowly again, this time, Zhuang Feiyu's gaze was not the eyelashes that were like butterfly wings spreading lightly, but the cheeks that could be blown and broken, and he wanted to poke the white and immaculate face with his fingers lightly, to see if it was really as smooth and elastic as he thought.

When you think about it, you have to act on it, and children are always like that. So, Zhuang Feiyu's fingers slowly and slowly approached Zhuang Mengdie's face, and then finally quickly and gently tapped Zhuang Mengdie's cheek, and the fingertips touched the smooth and soft, blown-fripped cheek, Zhuang Feiyu was so nervous that his heart was beating wildly in his chest.

Sister Die's face is so delicate, so beautiful...... Zhuang Feiyu cautiously approached to take a look, and then, he covered his heart tightly with both hands, for fear that his frantic heartbeat would wake up the sleeping Zhuang Meng.

After Zhuang Feiyu's heartbeat calmed down a little, he slowly approached Zhuang Mengdie's face, and then, slowly, gently, rubbed Zhuang Mengdie's cheek with his cheek, for an eight-year-old child, the way to express his liking is so simple and pure.

Seeing that Zhuang Mengdie didn't wake up, Zhuang Feiyu seemed to be a little bolder again, and finally couldn't help but want to try to touch Zhuang Mengdie's eyelashes again.

So, Zhuang Feiyu stretched out his finger and stretched out his eyelashes little by little. At this moment, Zhuang Mengdie seemed to have a headache because of the dazzling sunlight, or because she poured too much wine at once last night, only to see her frown slightly, and turned over towards Zhuang Feiyu's side.

Zhuang Feiyu's index finger that wanted to touch Zhuang Mengdie's eyelashes was already close at hand, and as soon as Zhuang Mengdie turned over and approached, Zhuang Feiyu's fingers were bound to poke Zhuang Mengdie's eyes.

Zhuang Feiyu was shocked in his heart, if he accidentally poked Sister Die's beautiful eyes, how could it be done! So, Zhuang Feiyu immediately withdrew his hand and got up, lest Zhuang Mengdie bump into him when he turned over.

Rather, things were not as simple as Zhuang Feiyu imagined, when he was about to get up to avoid it, he found that he was tripped by the quilt, this time, he suddenly lost his center of gravity, and he couldn't sit down at all, and the whole person fell to Zhuang Mengdie's body. 7 Q

Zhuang Mengdie slept well, and suddenly was hit by something heavy in her sleep, and suddenly opened her eyes to see Zhuang Feiyu's magnified face on her face, looking at her with a frightened face.

Seeing Zhuang Mengdie wake up, Zhuang Feiyu hurriedly sat up straight and said, "I'...... I ......"

"What's wrong with you?" Zhuang Mengdie rubbed her sore face, looking at Zhuang Feiyu's face was red to the heel of her neck, she only felt a little as if her second emperor brother had become so easy to be shy.

"I ......" Zhuang Feiyu looked at Zhuang Mengdie's white and delicate face like beautiful jade, as well as clear eyes like crystal, and said a little embarrassed: "You look so good, I ...... I wanted to take a closer look, and it turned out to be ...... Results ......"

Zhuang Mengdie laughed out loud, it turned out that when she was asleep, the eight-year-old child was secretly looking at her, and he was so stupid that he bumped into her face. Accustomed to seeing the affectionate gaze of the second emperor brother, now being looked at secretly and embarrassed by the innocent Zhuang Feiyu, Zhuang Mengdie only felt extremely funny.

Zhuang Mengdie's smile was peerless, Zhuang Feiyu couldn't help but look at it stupidly, and was dumbfounded.

"Okay, I'm fine, did you have any pain just now?" Zhuang Mengdie looked at Zhuang Feiyu's stupid gaze, gently rubbed his head, and asked gently.

After all, the tall Zhuang Feiyu bumped into it clumsily and hit it not lightly, Zhuang Mengdie's face still hurts, and Zhuang Feiyu naturally hit it not lightly.

"I don't hurt, I don't hurt!" Zhuang Feiyu saw Zhuang Mengdie looking at him with concern, and quickly shook his head. Immediately after, he saw that the corners of Zhuang Mengdie's eyes were red, and he wanted to reach out to touch it, but he was afraid that it would be too abrupt, and his half-stretched hand stopped in mid-air so stiffly.

"Sister Die, you ...... Does your face still hurt......? Can I help you rub it?" Zhuang Feiyu's hand that stopped in mid-air was not withdrawn, nor did he continue to stop there awkwardly, he looked at Zhuang Mengdie, and finally asked hesitantly.

"This ......" is a little embarrassing to change Zhuang Mengdie, although the person in front of him is the second emperor brother he is familiar with, but now this Zhuang Feiyu is not all Zhuang Feiyu.

"Sister Butterfly...... Are you angry with me?" Just when Zhuang Mengdie was so embarrassed that he didn't know how to answer, Zhuang Feiyu pulled down his face in annoyance and frustration, he was both annoyed that his recklessness hurt the beautiful sister Butterfly, and he was frustrated because he was afraid that Zhuang Mengdie would be angry with him.

Seeing Zhuang Feiyu's appearance, Zhuang Mengdie couldn't bear to blame him even if she was really angry, not to mention that she was not angry, but Zhuang Mengdie thought that Zhuang Feiyu who was arguing with her yesterday and him at this moment were like two people, and couldn't help but want to tease Zhuang Feiyu.

So, Zhuang Mengdie pretended to be angry and said, "Do you know now that you're afraid that I'll be angry?!"