In the early morning, the soft sunlight poured into the house from the window.
The window was covered with a layer of mist because of the cold, and it felt moist and moist. The outside was quiet in winter, and at this moment, no sound could be heard.
The three candles that were lit on the round table at the end of the bed last night had long since burned out, leaving only a little dark red wax oil on the dark wood-colored table, indicating the traces of the past.
At this moment, there was some movement on the sofa.
Brown Sugar slowly opened her golden eyes, opened her mouth and yawned after getting used to the sun for a while, her red tongue sticking out and licking her lips, then she quietly stood up and jumped off the sofa and stretched out on the soft carpet Lazy waist.
After grinding his claws silently, Brown Sugar flicked his tail and walked towards the quiet big bed—the pale red veil fluttered gently, and swayed slightly with the wind when he walked...
Brown Sugar sniffed Xia Zoey's scent and walked to the side of the big bed.
- The black plush head stretched into the veil, and the golden eyes and the gilded eyes looked at each other, one was ignorant, the other was indifferent.
Brown Sugar tilted her head and looked puzzled at the overlapping posture of the two on the big bed.
- After a night of tossing, Xia Zuoyi has completely lied on the Pope's body, with his hands and feet on his chest and legs...
His head rested on Segalot's shoulders, his red lips parted slightly, and he was sound asleep.
There was a slight blush on his face, the hair on his forehead was curled up, and the regular breathing sound was slowly sprayed on Segalot's neck and face...
His Majesty the Pope was so pressed that he couldn't move. It should be said that he didn't want to move.
Segalot put his hand around Xia Zoe's waist lightly to prevent him from falling asleep and waking up.
The other hand rested relaxedly by his side, and above it was Xia Zoe's left hand that fell slightly after crossing his chest.
There was a small snoring sound from Brown Sugar's throat.
There was a pale red veil on his big head, and then he moved closer to the side of the bed and licked the back of Xia Zoe's hand that was hanging on Sagarot's chest.
"Well… "
Xia Zuoyi seemed to feel the wet touch on the back of his hand, babbled in a daze, and his drooping fingertips moved, as if he was about to wake up.
Brown Sugar wanted to take another lick, but a slender finger that was suddenly stretched out on the nose, pushing its big head back.
The pale red veil finally slipped from Brown Sugar's big head, keeping it out.
Segalot's gilded eyes stared at the brown sugar calmly, silently conveying the message - leave, walk away.
He retracted his hand and immediately held the back of Xia Zuoyi's licked hand, while the other hand patted Xia Zuoyi's back at the same time.
Xia Zuoyi's somewhat vague consciousness once again fell into a deep sleep and fell into a deep sleep...
Brown sugar shook his head unwillingly after being pushed away.
But looking at the pale red veil, he didn't stick his head in, but turned around and walked back to the sofa, jumped on it lightly, and combed the dark hair.
Amidst the layers of bed curtains, Segalot slowly stopped his patting movements. He lay quietly on the bed, feeling the warmth of his body, and his eyes looked at the top of the bed carved with arabesques…
Although it is a bit incredible, His Holiness the Pope is indeed distracted.
Sagarot's neck and face were flushed with a thin blush and warm from his warm breathing, which was in stark contrast to the other side.
This experience is very novel.
In fact, when he was half asleep in the middle of the night, Segalot felt Xia Zoe leaning in his direction - those gilded eyes opened immediately, and he was almost awake without any sleepiness.
Under the light of the remaining candles, Segalot turned his head.
He saw that the little rose, who was only wearing the upper part of the nightgown, had thrown away the pillow in his arms, it seemed to be hot, a long white leg stretched out from the quilt, and the delicate round toes kicked on his quilt side.
The contrast between white and black is very obvious, and one can't help but make a hidden desire grow quietly in the heart...
After watching for a while, Segalot withdrew his eyes, then he reached out and covered Xia Zoe with the kicked quilt, then closed his eyes and planned to continue a light sleep.
The room fell silent again.
But the silence was broken again after a while.
Xia Zoey is like a small animal slowly moving its nest.
Not only did he stretch out his legs and feet again, but he also groped slowly with one hand in a daze, and finally hugged a corner of Segalot's quilt, leaning over him...
At this time, Xia Zuoyi had already stretched out half of his body from the warm quilt. Although it was not cold in the house, it was not so warm that the quilt was not covered.
Segalot couldn't, so he had to slowly pull out the quilt held by Xia Zoe in his arms.
But before he could make the next move, Xia Zuoyi, who suddenly lost the "pillow" in his arms, rubbed forward in dissatisfaction, and his whole body was about to burrow into Segalot's quilt.
His little head was lowered, just under the slightly raised quilt horn of Segalot.
Segalote's hand paused, his wrist hung in the air for a while, and then he slowly put down the quilt when Xia Zoey murmured and retracted into his arms, hugged his waist like a pillow.
After that, Segalot did not sleep for half the night.
…
The situation gradually turned into a scene like this in the morning.
—The quilt covering the two of them slipped to their chests, almost above their waists.
The nightgown that Xia Zuoyi was wearing was completely rubbed against her belly, revealing a gleaming white waist, with light and loose white underwear underneath...
Zoe Xia's sleep quality has always been good.
He slept soundly, but his schedule was equally good. He would wake up slowly in the early morning, and wait until the end of his bedtime to put on his clothes and wash.
The melodious chirping of birds outside the window, which is not easily heard in winter, evokes the biological clock in the brain.
Xia Zuoyi finally woke up vaguely, his hands and feet were soothed and slightly numb, which made him want to stretch and roll on the bed a few times before getting up.
However, he immediately realized that he slept in the room and bed of the Pope last night, so he blinked his half-open eyes, trying to blink the rest of the sleepiness in his mind.
He raised his hand to rub his eyes again.
But the dull sense of touch when he woke up finally came online, and the blurred picture in front of him gradually became clear and passed into Xia Zuoyi's mind - the warm touch on his chest, under his stomach, and his legs were clearly telling him that something was wrong. .
Xia Zuoyi opened her eyes and her body stiffened involuntarily.
He, he seems to be sleeping on the body of the Pope? !
At this moment, a low and hoarse voice came from the top of Xia Zuoyi's head: "Wake up, did you sleep well?"
Xia Zuoyi felt the hand around his waist pat him lightly, while the other hand gently stroked the hair on his forehead, and his voice said with a little smile: "Don't want to get up?"
In an instant, Xia Zuoyi bounced up straight like a frightened cat.
He had never been so quick before, and retreated from the Pope's side with both hands and feet - the quilt covering the waists of the two was also lifted to the soles of his feet due to the force, and the fluffy and soft bed was shaken and swayed.
Brown Sugar, who was half-sideways on the sofa licking his paws, immediately raised his head, pricked up his ears, and whimpered, but after receiving no response, he turned his head low and continued.
A pale red veil surrounds the bedpost.
Xia Zuoyi knelt on a pile of quilts with her hair slightly upturned, and tossed it, but the heat just now hadn't completely dissipated.
He was a little stunned, with an embarrassed blush on his face. The wide nightgown covered his legs and knees, but the shoulders half slipped to the side because of the movement just now, revealing the fair and round shoulders.
Xia Zoe didn't feel anything.
Segalot slowly sat up on the mattress, his gilt-gold eyes seemed to glow with brilliant stars under the swaying sunlight in the morning, but for some reason, he seemed to have fallen deeply into the lava and disappeared in an instant.
His Majesty the Pope stretched out his hand to help Xia Zuoyi pull the nightgown that slipped from his shoulders, and then said, "What's wrong?"
He didn't seem to understand why Xia Zuoyi sat up as if frightened.
Xia Zuoyi: "No... It's nothing, how could I... lie on top of you? "
Segalot: "Last night you fell asleep listening to it, and then I fell asleep too, and didn't wake up until the morning... Maybe you thought of me as a pillow."
He pointed to Xia Zoe's back, where there was a real pillow that had been dutiful in the first half of the night.
Xia Zuoyi looked back, then her embarrassed face became even more rosy, and she said apologetically.
"nothing."
His Majesty the Pope's expression was indifferent, and he did not seem to care at all.
So, Xia Zuoyi also slowed down.
The morning episode seemed to be over.
After Segalot waited for Xia Zoe to get dressed, wash up, eat breakfast, and kiss Brown Sugar, he took him out of the Holy Church in person.
Of course, before leaving, Zoe Xia didn't forget his quadrangle underwear...
When they came to the front of the Holy Church, Archbishop Paul and Judit were already waiting there, and the carriage was ready outside.
Segalot said: "I'll take you back."
Xia Zuoyi refused, but agreed.
…
After driving for a while, the carriage stopped at the door of the Sheli Guild Hall.
His Majesty the Pope did not leave in a hurry after sending the people off, but also walked into the hall, intending to visit Xia Zuoyi's current residence as a courtesy.
But very coincidental.
Orville and Archibald also came to the splendid hall at this moment, and met the two who were talking to each other.
Orville and Archibald stopped.
Xia Zoe said hello.
Orville: "Last night to find you, but your knight said you weren't in the room... went out to stay?"
Archibald looked at Segalot.
Xia Zoe nodded: "Yeah, I... stayed at the Holy Church last night."
He paused, but did not directly say that he and His Holiness the Pope lived in the same room and bed... Inexplicably, he couldn't say anything.
Orville: "I don't know when the Holy Church was so generous, allowing unrelated outsiders to live in it."
Segalot looked indifferent and did not answer this.
The atmosphere between the three was a little subtle.
Archibald said at this time, "Little Zoey, come to my side."
Xia Zuoyi was puzzled, thinking that Archie had something to tell him, so he walked over: "Why...?"
Archibald lightly covered his head with one hand, and then smiled: "There's a strand of hair on the top of the head."
Xia Zuoyi touched: "I pressed it with water, did I get up again?"
"Um."
Segalot said suddenly: "Probably because you put your head on my shoulder when you slept last night..."
Before he finished speaking, the hall where there was no outsider suddenly became quiet.
Archibald's hand on the top of Xia Zoe's head paused, and Orville's gaze at Brown Sugar also turned back.
The atmosphere slowly fell silent.
Xia Zuoyi didn't notice anything, but was a little embarrassed and blushed, and smiled dryly with his brows and eyes.