What the hell? What is unnecessary
The Great Demon King was stunned for a moment, looked at the scattered red gauze next to him, then at the slender and beautiful young man in front of him, blinked:
"You mean, there's no need for me to lift it?"
Nan Huai looked at her silently.
The young man's beautiful eyebrows were elegant and quiet, and he pursed his thin lips calmly.
Light-colored pupils, reminiscent of a noble and delicate cat, delicate and arrogant, but quiet and well-behaved.
He nodded.
"We're just married, and you understand it in your heart. If you don't touch me, I can cooperate with the Yun family's affairs."
The Great Demon King was completely stunned.
After Nan Huai finished speaking, he raised his eyes and glanced at the girl.
But when he saw the wife-lord, her expression was startled, and her round eyes widened.
He was slightly startled, he didn't expect to meet this expression.
Her expression was not like those wives who were superior to their husbands in his impression.
On the contrary...
Kind of cute.
The young man paused for a moment, lowered his slender eyelashes, lowered his eyes silently, and looked at the corner of his crimson clothes.
Why does she seem to be...
Different from ordinary women
The women he has seen are all arrogant and arrogant, including the empress, who has never been gentle to the people in the harem.
But now, his wife-in-law in name opened his eyes and looked at him innocently.
There was a moment of silence in the room.
The young man frowned slightly, thinking about increasing the bargaining chip, so as to achieve the goal of separation without interfering with each other.
But I heard the other party ask suspiciously: "What kind of bump are you talking about?"
"..."
Nan Huai raised his eyes in a daze.
The girl looked at him with a genuinely puzzled expression on her face. She took a step forward, glanced at him, tilted her head and asked, "Is this how it happened?"
As she spoke, she raised her finger. White soft fingertips poked his arm.
Before the boy could react, Yun Xia stepped forward again, raised her head, and hugged the boy's waist under the crimson clothes with her small hands: "Is it still this kind of touch?"
The beauty's waist is very comfortable to hug, and there is a familiar and reassuring feeling.
Yun Xia hugged him, she couldn't help rubbing her small face against the skirt of the young man's clothes, her round eyes subconsciously curled up.
But the next second.
The slender hand pushed her away directly, and the elegant and beautiful boy stepped back, his eyes were filled with disgust and disgust, and his bright red lips were pursed into a cold line.
Yun Xia stood where he was.
I stayed for a while.
She blinked her eyes and was a little stunned: "Is this kind of touch not allowed?"
… why.
She looked at the boy's expression again and again, making sure that those beautiful eyes were full of ice, so she couldn't help taking a step back.
The originally low voice was played even smaller.
Ask: "Do you hate me?"
The handsome young man on the opposite side looked alienated, and shallow pupils narrowed: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to Miss Yun, I don't like anyone approaching me."
Yun Xia was silent.
The red candle flames danced aside, and the wedding room was silent.
After two seconds, the girl's voice was flat: "Don't you still hate me?"
He hates anyone, and it has nothing to do with her.
But if she is also in the range of anyone... wouldn't she still hate her
The Demon King lowered his head and looked at the corner of his clothes.
The young man froze for a moment, and opened his thin lips lightly to reply, but the next moment, the bright and lovely girl looked up indifferently.
In those eyes that looked at him carelessly, the tenderness just now seemed to have completely disappeared.
She nodded, and resumed the usual laziness of the Demon King.
The tone is meaningless: "That's fine, whatever you want."
(end of this chapter)