His Highness froze, pursed his lips, and looked up at Yun Xia.
When he met the other party's indifferent gaze, he was slightly stunned.
Just now he said coldly to Prime Minister Mo that there is no difference between Miss Yun and Prime Minister Mo in his heart.
But at this time, he was inexplicably burned by that trace of indifference, and quickly lowered his thick eyelashes, and silently pursed the corners of his lips.
"… Yeah."
The young man closed his clothes with his fingers, and his white fingertips tightened slightly.
"No, I don't need to accompany you..."
Shu Leng's voice is small, and the timbre is fuzzy.
It should have been the closest relationship between husband and wife, and company should be taken for granted and should be done. But at this time, it seems superfluous to say a word...
The boy lowered his head and stared at the corner of his snow-white clothes.
He felt a little strange, his heart was slightly heavy and irritable, for no reason.
Yun Xia turned around and prepared to go into the cabin.
Shen Ning was behind, glanced at the little prince with hostility, and quickly followed the girl.
Nan Huai pursed her thin lips.
The next moment, after all, his thin lips parted slightly, and he whispered softly: "...I don't."
The Great Demon King raised his eyebrows, stopped and turned his head.
His Highness raised his eyes obediently.
The boy in the snow suit in the night, with long black hair, fair complexion revealing the skirt, and the slightly loose belt around the waist is attractive.
His expression was a bit obedient, with beautiful pupils as light as a kitten, quietly looking at her from under the black eyelashes, and repeated in a low voice: "... I'm not tired."
He lowered his head, hooked his fingers, and said in a soft voice, "I don't want to go to rest."
Yun Xia was a little surprised.
She looked at the boy with her head down, raised her eyebrows, and hesitated, "You want to stay in the cabin? Well then... I'll go back to my room to rest."
Her tone was indifferent, "I'll leave it to you here."
His Highness was slightly startled, and looked up at her.
She didn't seem to understand what she said. After a few seconds, he blinked helplessly, looked pale, and pursed his lips tightly in silence.
Wouldn't she even want to stay with him...
He looked slightly stiff.
This is the wedding night, a request he made himself.
It is clear that he asked for alienation. Because I hate her, I want to stay away from her.
Now the purpose has been achieved. The other party has been actively keeping a distance.
Shouldn't he be satisfied...
But at this moment, he looked at the girl's beautiful and indifferent eyes.
The young man suddenly found out. He can say that the other party is the same as Prime Minister Mo, but in the other party's eyes...
Maybe he is no different from others.
Maybe even the so-called cousin is more caring and she likes it more
This thought flashed through his mind, and his heart suddenly sank inexplicably, and he panicked for a moment.
The girl came over.
The moment they passed by, Nan Huai raised his hand, and his slender fingers gently held her.
He only pulled it lightly, and when she looked at him, he obediently withdrew her hand.
He didn't touch her directly. Because I still remember that on the wedding night, the other party was pushed away by him, and he even said something that he hated her.
That's why she said that seeing him annoys her...
"I..." The young man opened his lips, tightened his clothes, and his voice was cold, soft and docile: "You don't have to go back...it's okay."
Yun Xia was puzzled.
She blinked her eyes, lowered her voice, and said coldly at a volume that could be heard by two people: "I don't want to go against what I promised you."
The other party's eyes suddenly froze, and the devil's tone was casual, "You don't have to worry about anything, we didn't take off the red gauze and didn't drink the wedding wine. In my opinion, that's not considered a relationship at all."
(end of this chapter)