When she asked this sentence, the man in front of her suddenly leaned close and said only one word: "sleepy."
When dyeing Brighton: "
She was seriously asking Mo Liyan, but now Mo Liyan told her that she was sleepy?
In fact, Mo Liyan didn't deceive Bai. These three months belong to the most turbulent period after the Bai coup. He can't deal with things almost every day. Being a monarch is not so simple. He handles his affairs late at night, but he will always toss and turn and lose sleep.
He hasn't slept for three days. He just wants to get drunk tonight.
It's like not in the dead of night
Seems so lonely, and the endless spread of cold pain.
But now such a faint fragrance of roses is around. Even if it is an illusory dream, Mo Liyan still feels at ease.
He was naturally close to dyed white. His tall and clear fingers had a strong desire to hold the girl's hand. He was tough and gentle. His long eyelashes dropped fine shadows, covering the cyan black at the bottom of his eyes and the drunken murmur. The voice line was slightly dumb because of the strong wine: "sleep."
Dyed white was silent.
She felt that it was a mistake for her to come today.
The girl princess looked at the languid new emperor coldly. She didn't move her face. She glanced at the hands of the two people clasped together and broke them off without hesitation. It was very hard, bit by bit.
Mo Liyan had nothing to grasp at his fingertips and couldn't fall on his side.
Ranbai gets up and stands in the dark bedroom, unable to see the real look.
Who knows the next second, the sleeves are pulled again. The new emperor, who has just been sleepy, is particularly sober and stubborn at the moment. He is vaguely indifferent and precious, but he is really drunk.
Dyed white asked in a very light voice, "are you not sleepy?"
"Look at you." Mo Li Yan's thin lips pursed into a straight line, and his face was as white as snow in the moonlight of summer night.
She doesn't want to accompany him, so he can only look at her and prevent her from leaving.
If there was her in the dream,
Then he can only expect
This dream is a little longer.
Although Mo Liyan took a bath, ran Bai could still smell the intoxicating smell of liquor. She knew that she couldn't ask anything tonight, so she just gave up.
"Forget it." she said softly, "you sleep."
The new emperor shook his head slightly.
When ranbai took a step outside, he followed, pulling the girl's sleeves to stop people, strong and overbearing.
"Don't go."
"You promised me."
He heard ranbai say he couldn't go.
She can't lie.
Ranbai doesn't want to talk. Her eyes are light and cold. She looks at the new emperor in front of her. Finally, she directly hands a knife and knocks out those who are unprepared for her and have no vigilance.
Then push the ink away on the bed.
The girl Princess inadvertently glanced down her eyes and glanced at the tall figure. Her black clothes were disorderly and dizzy there. Her 3000 ink hair was white with skin color. She fell asleep like a God who doesn't eat fireworks. She is still an indifference and dignity that can't be ignored.
Ran Bai took back her eyes and calmly looked at the rain outside the window. After a little quiet, she still walked forward impatiently. Her eyes were cold and went to the sleeping new emperor. She glanced at the thin quilt next to her. After a pause, lengbai fingertips pulled up the quilt next to her and threw it at Mo Liyan.
She was not used to taking care of people. At the moment, she looked at the unsuspecting new emperor, pulled the quilt, rolled it left and right, and directly closed the slender figure completely and wrapped it into a baby silkworm.
Ranbai is satisfied with his masterpiece.
The girl Princess hung her eyes, and there was no sound in her ears except the pattering rain. It was quiet.
She looked at Mo Liyan's handsome white face in the dark. The outline was deep and sharp. From the narrow eyes to the high bridge of the nose, and then to the thin lips bewitched by the light color, it was all exquisite, giving people a cold and inaccessible feeling.
She had to admit that Mo Liyan's face was very beautiful.
At the moment, the appearance of sleeping is less cold, and then
Ranbai looked at the new emperor who was made like a silkworm baby by her, and suddenly she wanted to laugh.
She held out her hand and pinched the new emperor's side face, leaving a light red on her excessively white skin.
It feels very good.
Ran Bai was careless and unscrupulously pinched a few times. Finally, she suddenly realized at a certain moment that she had done something absurd while taking advantage of the danger of others. She felt that her fingertips were a little hot. She paused, took back her hand without moving, and was expressionless away from the new emperor.
Ranbai thinks it's really troublesome to break into the palace again. She has to find an inn late at night. It's better to stay here all night.
She doesn't believe that Mo Liyan can keep getting drunk for her.
So the girl Princess turned out of her bedroom and was put on a soft couch. She leaned lazily and casually on it.
midnight,
Cold rain knocks on the window,
Ranbai was awakened by the summer rain. She turned over and looked out of the window. She could see the cold rain beating on the window, which was also slightly cool in the bedroom.
This is a sleepless night.
The intermittent summer rain lasted all night and disappeared in the darkness before dawn.
When the first beam of light fell on the cold and empty bedroom, it added a little warmth and sprinkled fine light gold.
The young Wang, the divine face in the halo, trembled slightly and imperceptibly, and opened his unfathomable and excessively cold eyes.
Mo Liyan realized something wrong for the first time.
The quilt on him... What's going on?
Who did it?
The faint to almost disappeared rose fragrance lingered, which was real, and made the fingertips of Mo Liyan on the edge of the quilt suddenly stiff.
He forced himself to calm down, think rationally about what happened last night, and... Look around.
until,
I saw the figure in red lying lazily on the soft couch.
What calm and self-sustaining, what wise demeanor, all collapsed in an instant.
Not a dream.
It's true.
Mo Liyan was stunned for a long time. Ling narrow's eyes moved a profound and unpredictable emotion. His fingertips trembled slightly. He reluctantly pressed down for a moment and poured into the uncontrollable joy and... More intense, joy at the bottom of his heart.
He remembered that he was drunk last night. He remembered that he dreamed of her, but what he dreamed of was blank.
But now, when he was very sober, reality appeared in front of him without warning.
It's not a dream.
After the new emperor lowered his eyes and dressed neatly, he walked step by step to the figure on the soft couch.
"Still drunk?" Leng Bu Ding heard the girl ask such a sentence without temperature.
Mo Liyan replied calmly, "No." in fact, he didn't remember anything from his drunken memory last night, and he couldn't remember what ranbai said to him. The only impression was that she must have been here.