Chapter 27.1

The well-defined hand gently stroked Liang Xiaoyu's smooth hair, slightly bent down, and gently dropped a kiss on the bright and clean forehead. His expression was satisfied, and the joyful smile continued to overflow from the corner of his lips: "well, I'll do it, and you'll have a rest."

"Anyway, I won't move any more. Bring it when you're done." Liang Xiaoyu has to play a little rogue. She thinks of someone's indefatigable toss just now, so she has no guilt about using him.

"Well, I'll feed you later." Xin Zezhao slowly opened his hand at the top of Liang Xiaoyu's hair and sat up gracefully. His heroic and dark sword eyebrows were slightly raised, adding a few threads of ambiguous amorous feelings.

Liang Xiaoyu's elated face turned a little pale. He quickly pulled up the quilt to cover himself. A pitiful voice came from the quilt: "I just want to have a good sleep."

"But when you're safe, I'm not."

"That's your business. I'm not responsible." Liang Xiaoyu felt the sight outside the quilt became a little burning, and immediately subconsciously closed his eyes.

"It's up to you." Xin Zezhao smiles, slowly gets up, cleans up himself neatly, and leisurely continues: "fill your stomach first, so that you can have strength."

"I have no strength when I'm full!" Liang Xiaoyu hid in the quilt in anger and shyness until he heard the sound of opening and closing the door.

There is still a strong musk smell in the air. The familiar smell of male hormones mixed with a faint fragrance quietly intrudes into Liang Xiaoyu's breath, and makes her white face blush.

Liang Xiaoyu looks at the sunken place beside her. There is Xin Zezhao's breath and body temperature on it, which makes her feel at ease.

Tired body let her no longer support, eyelids heavy slowly closed, smelling make her very reassuring breath, so with a smile gradually fell asleep.

After a while of busyness, Xin Zezhao opens the door with a food plate and enters. At a glance, he sees Liang Xiaoyu's smiling face on the bed. A certain part of his heart is also in a mess.

The faint warm and contented palpitation is growing vigorously in his heart. It will soon break through the ground and become an indestructible vine. It tightly entangles him and dominates his eyes and heart.

As if the vast world, his eyes can only see a cool little Yu.

Although Liang Xiaoyu soon fell asleep, her sense of taste and fasting hunger were soon attracted by the delicious food, which made her struggle to wake up.

"Gu..." The belly has already made a protest, constantly beating drums, but Liang Xiaoyu is still lazy on the pillow, looking at Xin Zezhao sleepily.

Xin Zezhao shakes his head in a helpless and funny way. He gently raises Liang Xiaoyu's head and leans down. His thin and tender lips are constantly swimming on Liang Xiaoyu's face. His tender and tender kisses make Liang Xiaoyu happy.

Feeling the warm breath gradually leaving, Liang Xiaoyu suddenly broke up and whispered in a nasal voice: "Oh, and..."

It's rare to see that Liang Xiaoyu is such a little woman. Xin Zezhao's eyes deepen again and suddenly become deep. However, considering that Liang Xiaoyu is now in a state of empty stomach and fatigue, he still tries his best to restrain the gradually burning flame.

Just lowered his head in the corner of Liang Xiaoyu's lips to kiss, then reached out and rubbed Liang Xiaoyu's white, tender and tight face to help her wake up.

"Get up and eat first."

Leng Xiaoyu's eyes slowly dissipated. Before he could see the tall and straight figure in front of him, he was attracted by the food beside the table.

"I'm so hungry!" Liang Xiaoyu quickly sat up and couldn't wait to follow fan Xiang.

"Don't worry, come slowly, or you'll choke." Xin Zezhao's mouth is smiling and her eyes are slightly narrowed. She sits at the table gracefully and calmly, carefully putting Liang Xiaoyu's favorite dishes on her bowl.

The warm food fills the hungry empty stomach for a long time, and an endless sense of satisfaction arises spontaneously. The cells all over the body are bubbling happily.

Xin Zezhao raised his lips with a smile, reached out and gently scratched Liang Xiaoyu's nose, but then changed into a serious look, with a faint warning in his cold voice: "no matter what happens in the future, you should take care of yourself first, just like you jumped down foolishly when you can't swim. Do you want to die for love with me?"