The seabed needle of the beauty's heart.
She, the big devil, never figured out what this guy Tiandao was thinking.
But the other party said it's okay, and she didn't want to sleep on a soft couch, so she tilted her head and confirmed again: "I sleep with you in the same bed, is it okay?"
Nan Huai grasped the pure white sleeves slightly.
Before, how much did he hate her to make her even sleep in the same bed, and he had to ask and confirm repeatedly.
"Well," he whispered, "it's okay."
Yun Xia lifted the quilt and walked towards the bed.
The soft couch was small and narrow, and she didn't want to sleep either.
Nan Huai hugged her quilt and silently followed behind her.
Yun Xia climbed onto the bed and looked back at him, her gaze was right on the young man's drooping long eyelashes, and a small patch of skin color exposed under the placket was dazzlingly fair and tender.
He didn't pay attention to her gaze.
He leaned over and put his quilt outside. The moment he leaned over, his clothes were slightly loose, and his beautifully shaped collarbone extended to his shoulders, like the spread wings of a butterfly, showing off his charm.
Yun Xia was stunned for a moment.
The young man put his quilt away, straightened up, and climbed onto the bed silently. The snow-colored sash was loose and loose, as if it would be unraveled if he pulled it.
This person has elegant and well-behaved eyebrows and eyes, and his eyelashes are lowered, looking soft.
Yun Xia gritted her little canine teeth.
If it weren't for her big devil who doesn't eat people, and this guy is not food...
Really try to see if it looks like pudding. It looks so smooth and delicious.
Nan Huai raised his eyes, and saw his wife's round eyes, looking at him thoughtfully.
He paused, and couldn't help being a little stiff, not knowing what he did wrong.
The little highness hugged the quilt, pursed his lips, and asked the girl in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
Yun Xia lazily withdrew her gaze, "It's okay."
She pulled her quilt to cover it, and turned her back to face the person.
The little highness looked at her, hugged his quilt, bowed his head and said: "If the mistress feels cold, it's okay to cover... a quilt."
He said, licking his bright red thin lips.
The girl who turned her back said in a casual tone, "I won't be cold."
After a pause, she said again: "Even if you are cold, I will not get so close to you."
Nan Huai stayed for a few seconds before lowering his head, and let out a grievance.
He lifted his little quilt and lay down.
It was raining outside, and the room was silent.
A few seconds later, the girl turned over, opened her eyes and stared at the little prince.
Nan Huai hadn't slept in the first place, seeing her like this, he instantly became stiff and tense like a vigilant cat, his light-colored pupils were also staring at her, motionless, with a gentle and innocent expression.
"Don't you think there's something wrong?" Yun Xia asked flatly.
"Ah?" The boy blinked, his elegant and beautiful pupils were in a daze, "...what's wrong?"
Yun Xia: "..."
She really didn't know what was going on with this guy, he was usually quite normal, but tonight he was stupid, as if he was always distracted.
"You didn't turn on the light." She could only remind her.
The young man stared blankly at her for two seconds, then blinked suddenly, and hurriedly lifted the quilt. Under the candlelight, his fair side face was blushing.
After turning off the light and lying down again, Nan Huai silently raised his hand to touch his face, it was really hot.
Usually very indifferent, not distracted, and not stupid enough to even forget to turn off the lights.
It's so embarrassing.
The boy shrank silently under the quilt, only revealing a pair of light-colored pupils, looking at the girl's figure.
After a while.
The corners of the lips couldn't help but bend again.
(end of this chapter)