The Night King lifted the black robe from the air with his hand, scattering all the droplets of water that flew in, leaving only the little dew that adhered to the Night King's robe.

The bouncing water then shot at Han Xiaoxi herself, wetting all the delicate blush makeup on her face.

"Ahh

There was still a little tea stalk hanging from her mouth, and in order to avoid eating it herself, she could only spit it it out, completely ignoring her own image.

It can't hurt the Night King, and he almost didn't kill himself several times.

She also wanted to cry helplessly.

"Let you come back. ”

Although Xuan Mo's words were a little threatening, his actions were like two people, wiping the tea off Han Xiaoxi's face with one hand, and wiping off the delicate makeup for her, revealing her skin as clear as a hibiscus out of water.

The thin strands of hair grew longer and longer, and Xuan Mo casually picked up the strands of hair, and tied the strands of hair in a row, wiping the droplets of water on the back of her neck clean.

This delicate gentleness even made her feel heartbeat.

There are a few men in this world who are so meticulous, and they can take into account such small details, if it weren't for this man's dark belly, she could believe in this tenderness.

"Tell me, is there a plan for you to take care of me so meticulously?"

Han Xiaoxi looked at Xuan Mo with a smile, and there was a little more truth in his tentative eyes.

"What's the plan, you're thinking a little too much. ”

Xuan Mo deliberately denied it, but his eyes were like loaches after the rain, slipping away quickly, and he didn't have any intention of staying at all.

This too sleek performance made Han Xiaoxi feel very suspicious in his heart.

"Stop!"

Han Xiaoxi grabbed the Night King's hand, she didn't have the slightest shyness and scruples at this time, and stepped forward to hug the Night King tightly.

The delicate little arms formed a warm arc, encircling the Night King, trapping his body and even more so his heart.

"Lord Night, make it clear. ”

She is smart now, Lord Night is an out-and-out old fritter, and all she can do is not let this old fritter get by.

So sooner or later, he has to spit out his truth.

"Isn't it just a matter of a child? I've said it a thousand and eight hundred times, and if you still want to listen, I'll say it to you twenty times, what do you think?"

Xuanmo is clearly a vague focus, the thing she wants to ask is obviously Zhong Yiming, but she pulled Ming'er out to block the gun, this night king's careful thinking is more than a woman's needle.

"Lord Night, you know that this is not what I am talking about, and your vague words mean that there are definitely ghosts in it. ”

Han Xiaoxi's firm confidence was also a little shaken, and she drifted her gaze away.

I remembered that the last time I was so determined, it was when I was in the Demon Realm, and I was full of spirit at that time, but I also fell into the trap of the Night King.

There is still a parting of life and death.

It's all because this man routines himself.

I can't keep it all, but I am full of confidence this time, and it is also a routine deliberately designed by Lord Night.

How to live with this man, on the contrary, there is a feeling of companionship like a tiger......

She narrowed her bright eyes, the stars hidden in them twinkling quietly, and she thought about preparing to use the mist in her hand to spy on the real information while the Night King was asleep.

So she softened her tone and said casually.

"Then if you don't want to say it, I won't press you. Rest early. ”

After Han Xiaoxi finished speaking, he sat down in front of the dresser, and freshened up on the bronze mirror, looking at the movements unhurriedly, but he was a little anxious in his heart.

This Lord Night King is really like a stuffy gourd, he changed his clothes by himself, and he didn't have the slightest intention of speaking, this ruthlessness is really in line with the character of Lord Night King all along.

There seemed to be a cold and embarrassing atmosphere in the air, Han Xiaoxi finally couldn't hold back, put the wooden comb in his hand on the table of the dresser, and turned his head to look at Lord Night King.

But I saw that he had already laid down on the bed at some point, as if he was closing his eyes and recuperating.

She tiptoed like a giant mouse, lifted the hem of her skirt and reached the Night King's ear.

Listen carefully to the sound of his breathing.

It's very even, there's nothing out of the ordinary, even the rate of the heartbeat is very soothing, and there's no sign of waking up.

She stretched out her hand and condensed the mist, but thinking that the Night King's mana was strong, it was not impossible to wake up halfway.

So she ......

After thinking about it, he withdrew his hand, crept to the table, and drank tea for a while, really making himself more and more sober the more he drank, and the original little sleepiness disappeared, and there were no sleepy insects at all.

She stared at the big eyes that were bright and spirited, and then she slowly stepped forward, leaned down and listened carefully to Xuan Mo's breathing, and confirmed that the Night King had been sleeping peacefully for a long time before quietly reaching out her hand.

I wanted to spy on the information in his mind, but she was instantly fascinated by the man's sleeping face, the cold eyes, and the straight and handsome nose, which was as evil as a ghost, but with that domineering and heroic spirit.

Han Xiaoxi involuntarily, he gently traced the contours of his cheeks with his fingers, and although the gentle touch did not wake him up, it still made him frown slightly.

She whispered in that faint voice.

"How can you be so good-looking......"

She had to admit that she liked Lord Night King, mostly because she was interested in seeing sex and greedy for men, so she had this feeling.

This love is unswerving, and the love is deep.

It's all because of this handsome face.

She was intoxicated, but she didn't know when the Night King had woken up.

His handsome eyes narrowed slightly, like a sharp sword, sharp enough to cut through the night and sacrifice the dawn of dawn.

"Woman, your saliva is about to flow. ”

She has a name and a surname, do you want to call her that?

Han Xiaoxi reflexively touched her chin with her hand, only then did she confirm that she was not so stupid that she drooled, and she retorted angrily.

"I didn't!"

Han Xiaoxi looked like she had been found to have done something bad, but she thought about it, she originally wanted to spy on the thoughts in the Night King's mind, but because she was hungry for his face, she couldn't do it for a while.

So I just didn't do anything bad at all.

She immediately changed her demeanor, confidently and easily put her hand on Xuan Mo's shoulder, mistaking the lying man for a sick cat.

"Lord Night, you look so good when you fall asleep. ”

She deliberately changed the subject, for fear that Xuan Mo would be vigilant and discover her intentions.

"Oh, then it's only good when you're asleep?"

Xuan Mo quickly found the loophole in Han Xiaoxi's words, and his eyes and words were even more reluctant, staring at her eyes tightly.

"It's not just when you're asleep...... Hey, hey, hey......"

That's it?

Still want to get by?

How can there be such a good thing?!

As soon as Xuan Mo turned over, he pressed Han Xiaoxi, who was kneeling on the edge of the bed, under him, and his sturdy body was more like a huge cage, imprisoning her in it.

She knew that she was going to die, but she still wanted to die and struggle for a while, so maybe she could look better in death.

"Lord Night...... You need to pay more attention to your body and don't overwork it all the time. ”

Han Xiaoxi's tiredness is not ordinary tiredness, the meaning of this pun makes Xuanmo "understand" very much.

"What is overwork? Oh, if I am so easily tired, how can I work for thousands of years without stopping every day and not resting at all. ”

The corners of Xuan Mo's mouth rose, and there was a cold smile, showing his pride.

If it weren't for the Night King's lying on top of her, she would have been able to free her hands and applaud and cheer desperately for the Night King.

Can ...... now

She couldn't even smile hard.

"Lord Night, how did you develop such good physical strength?"

Han Xiaoxi is happy every night, the back pain behind this is going to make her bones fall apart, how can the Night King still be vigorous, the state of these two people is too different!

"I don't have any special exercises, but have you ever heard of that saying?

What Xuan Mo said was a little strange.

Picking yin to supplement yang?

Shouldn't this be the yang to supplement the yin......

Those are all tricks used by vixens, and from the mouth of the Night King, she can really believe it.

She should be more worried about her own safety now......

"Well, Lord Night, you might as well rest sooner, and you will have to deal with so many tedious things tomorrow. ”

Han Xiaoxi didn't want to know anything now, he just begged the Night King to let him go.

But Xuan Mo didn't have the slightest intention of letting her go, holding Han Xiaoxi's struggling forearm with one hand, and clasping her jaw tightly with the other, rudely exercising his rights as Han Xiaoxi's husband.

"Hmm. ”

That night, there was only one word left.

Really......

The next day, Han Xiaoxi didn't have the spirit to get angry at all, Xuan Mo called in her ear for a long time, and Han Xiaoxi opened a slitted eye.

"Xi'er, Xi'er, it's time to get up. ”

Xuan Mo's gentle voice came over, and Han Xiaoxi also felt very unhappy in her heart, why was this man so noisy, she still wanted to sleep a little longer.

"Huh?"

opened his eyes slightly, and then covered his head with a brocade quilt, and then muttered and cursed, and then there was no sound......

This little woman's ability to drowsiness is simply unparalleled in the world.

Comparable to Xue Yiyi. It is worthy of the master and servant.

Xuan Mo sighed, then dug her little head melon out of the bed, and called her carefully, repeatedly.

After 1,800 times, Han Xiaoxi finally woke up.

"What's wrong? What is the matter so anxious that I have to get up?"

There was a little more complaint in Han Xiaoxi's tone, but the Night King had already put on his clothes in this sleep, leaving only a faint sentence.

"If you don't get up or get dressed, I won't take you to errands. ”