Han Xiaoxi's move is called a delaying tactic, he is impatient to wait, and he will naturally go to deal with the matter of Zi'er himself, and she can get out smoothly.

Therefore, Han Xiaoxi left a letter on her desk, the font was full and round, and she was very generous, and she could see her sense of pride.

Thinking about Xuan Mo's face when she saw this letter, she had to laugh out loud.

Hurry up and take advantage of this time to leave the underworld quickly, so as not to be detected by Xuan Mo again.

Han Xiaoxi tiptoed, his body curled up like a praying mantis, touched the main entrance from the corner, and was about to leave, when he touched a hard wall.

It's just that the feel of this wall is slightly different, Han Xiaoxi didn't notice it in the dark, and all he was thinking about was what Xuan Mo would think after he found out that his "golden cicada was out of his shell".

was full of pride, and as soon as he looked up, he met a pair of cold eyes. He was tall, shrouded more like a cloudy cloud, blocking out all light.

Only then did Han Xiaoxi know that the "wall" in front of him was Xuan Mo himself.

Xuanmo's eyes, who were no longer wearing a black mask, were even more sharp, and it seemed that he could directly see through people's hearts, and he could see that Han Xiaoxi's heart was weak, and he couldn't wait to hide his toes under his skirt.

Feeling that the temperature around him was approaching below zero, and the water droplets that seemed to be ticking were also freezing in an instant, Han Xiaoxi was forced to retreat by Xuan Mo's aura, but there was nowhere to retreat.

She could only pretend to be "innocent", looked up at the tall, cold man, and put on that disguised smile again.

"Han. Dawn. Creek. ”

Xuan Mo paused word by word, gritting his teeth and reading her name, as if her name was so awkward, it had to be read clearly and thoroughly.

Feeling that these three words were like sharp swords, from her left ear to her right ear, she couldn't help but shudder, and took a step back and moved against the rough wall.

The man in front of him is like a mountain, and the damp and cold real walls are more cute.

"Your Highness the Night King, don't be angry, I'm just doing some business, I'll report to you later. ”

Han Xiaoxi said with a smile, her big bright eyes narrowed into a line, trying to hide her clumsy lie.

"I said, don't play your little Jiujiu for me, don't you understand?"

As he spoke, Xuan Mo stroked his big palm over her hair, and the slow movement was even more of a sharpening sword, and his slightly rough fingertips touched her white cheeks, rubbing them repeatedly.

Han Xiaoxi was a little nervous, his eyes lowered and he didn't dare to look directly at the man in front of him.

Xuan Mo said in the softest voice in her ear: "Look up at me, or I'll ask for you here." ”

This sentence is more like a fire that burns the plain, the wind destroys the grass and trees, and everything is burned out, Han Xiaoxi is standing in the center of this fire, looking at the Night King in front of him blindly and helplessly.

“...... You are crazy. ”

Han Xiaoxi found his voice after a long time, and replied in the same murmuring voice.

"What?" Xuanmo's fingers turned to control her jaw, "Isn't it good to be crazy about you?"

There was a strong fiery fire in his cold gaze, which was something that Han Xiaoxi had never seen before.

Seeing Han Xiaoxi's timid face, he smiled in his heart, ran his fingers across her earlobe, directly supported the back of her head, and pulled her into his arms.

"The walls are too wet, so don't get the chill. ”

His magnetic voice is the most heartstring-tugging, like a pair of silent hands, tempting Han Xiaoxi to approach and sink here step by step, and he will never find his way back.

The ambiguous feelings fermented between the two touches, leaving only the ticking sound of water droplets, I don't know when, she has become accustomed to such a touch, but it will still be as heart-pounding as at the beginning.

“......”

Han Xiaoxi, who has always been sharp-toothed, had to look at him silently, his red lips opened lightly, like a blood-colored rose in full bloom, the branches were prosperous and lush, and they were delicate and blooming with all their might, as if they were waiting for others to pick them.

Han Xiaoxi's move is called a delaying tactic, he is impatient to wait, and he will naturally go to deal with the matter of Zi'er himself, and she can get out smoothly.

Therefore, Han Xiaoxi left a letter on her desk, the font was full and round, and she was very generous, and she could see her sense of pride.

Thinking about Xuan Mo's face when she saw this letter, she had to laugh out loud.

Hurry up and take advantage of this time to leave the underworld quickly, so as not to be detected by Xuan Mo again.

Han Xiaoxi tiptoed, his body curled up like a praying mantis, touched the main entrance from the corner, and was about to leave, when he touched a hard wall.

It's just that the feel of this wall is slightly different, Han Xiaoxi didn't notice it in the dark, and all he was thinking about was what Xuan Mo would think after he found out that his "golden cicada was out of his shell".

was full of pride, and as soon as he looked up, he met a pair of cold eyes. He was tall, shrouded more like a cloudy cloud, blocking out all light.

Only then did Han Xiaoxi know that the "wall" in front of him was Xuan Mo himself.

Xuanmo's eyes, who were no longer wearing a black mask, were even more sharp, and it seemed that he could directly see through people's hearts, and he could see that Han Xiaoxi's heart was weak, and he couldn't wait to hide his toes under his skirt.

Feeling that the temperature around him was approaching below zero, and the water droplets that seemed to be ticking were also freezing in an instant, Han Xiaoxi was forced to retreat by Xuan Mo's aura, but there was nowhere to retreat.

She could only pretend to be "innocent", looked up at the tall, cold man, and put on that disguised smile again.

"Han. Dawn. Creek. ”

Xuan Mo paused word by word, gritting his teeth and reading her name, as if her name was so awkward, it had to be read clearly and thoroughly.

Feeling that these three words were like sharp swords, from her left ear to her right ear, she couldn't help but shudder, and took a step back and moved against the rough wall.

The man in front of him is like a mountain, and the damp and cold real walls are more cute.

"Your Highness the Night King, don't be angry, I'm just doing some business, I'll report to you later. ”

Han Xiaoxi said with a smile, her big bright eyes narrowed into a line, trying to hide her clumsy lie.

"I said, don't play your little Jiujiu for me, don't you understand?"

As he spoke, Xuan Mo stroked his big palm over her hair, and the slow movement was even more of a sharpening sword, and his slightly rough fingertips touched her white cheeks, rubbing them repeatedly.

Han Xiaoxi was a little nervous, his eyes lowered and he didn't dare to look directly at the man in front of him.

Xuan Mo said in the softest voice in her ear: "Look up at me, or I'll ask for you here." ”

This sentence is more like a fire that burns the plain, the wind destroys the grass and trees, and everything is burned out, Han Xiaoxi is standing in the center of this fire, looking at the Night King in front of him blindly and helplessly.

“...... You are crazy. ”

Han Xiaoxi found his voice after a long time, and replied in the same murmuring voice.

"What?" Xuanmo's fingers turned to control her jaw, "Isn't it good to be crazy about you?"

There was a strong fiery fire in his cold gaze, which was something that Han Xiaoxi had never seen before.

Seeing Han Xiaoxi's timid face, he smiled in his heart, ran his fingers across her earlobe, directly supported the back of her head, and pulled her into his arms.

"The walls are too wet, so don't get the chill. ”

His magnetic voice is the most heartstring-tugging, like a pair of silent hands, tempting Han Xiaoxi to approach and sink here step by step, and he will never find his way back.

The ambiguous feelings fermented between the two touches, leaving only the ticking sound of water droplets, I don't know when, she has become accustomed to such a touch, but it will still be as heart-pounding as at the beginning.

“......”

Han Xiaoxi, who has always been sharp-toothed, had to look at him silently, his red lips opened lightly, like a blood-colored rose in full bloom, the branches were prosperous and lush, and they were delicate and blooming with all their might, as if they were waiting for others to pick them.

Xuan Mo paused word by word, gritting his teeth and reading her name, as if her name was so awkward, it had to be read clearly and thoroughly.

Feeling that these three words were like sharp swords, from her left ear to her right ear, she couldn't help but shudder, and took a step back and moved against the rough wall.

The man in front of him is like a mountain, and the damp and cold real walls are more cute.

"Your Highness the Night King, don't be angry, I'm just doing some business, I'll report to you later. ”

Han Xiaoxi said with a smile, her big bright eyes narrowed into a line, trying to hide her clumsy lie.

"I said, don't play your little Jiujiu for me, don't you understand?"

As he spoke, Xuan Mo stroked his big palm over her hair, and the slow movement was even more of a sharpening sword, and his slightly rough fingertips touched her white cheeks, rubbing them repeatedly.

Han Xiaoxi was a little nervous, his eyes lowered and he didn't dare to look directly at the man in front of him.

Xuan Mo said in the softest voice in her ear: "Look up at me, or I'll ask for you here." ”

This sentence is more like a fire that burns the plain, the wind destroys the grass and trees, and everything is burned out, Han Xiaoxi is standing in the center of this fire, looking at the Night King in front of him blindly and helplessly.

“...... You are crazy. ”

Han Xiaoxi found his voice after a long time, and replied in the same murmuring voice.

"What?" Xuanmo's fingers turned to control her jaw, "Isn't it good to be crazy about you?"

There was a strong fiery fire in his cold gaze, which was something that Han Xiaoxi had never seen before.

Han Xiaoxi was a little nervous, his eyes lowered and he didn't dare to look directly at the man in front of him.

Xuan Mo said in the softest voice in her ear: "Look up at me, or I'll ask for you here." ”

This sentence is more like a fire that burns the plain, the wind destroys the grass and trees, and everything is burned out, Han Xiaoxi is standing in the center of this fire, looking at the Night King in front of him blindly and helplessly.

“...... You are crazy. ”