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When you sleep soundly, the most annoying thing is others not sleeping.

That's how it is, I said, looking at the man who wouldn't let me sleep. He wouldn't let me sleep even if he had just escaped from death.

He grabbed my foot and pressed it down hard, rubbing it lightly with cotton wool. I winced and scolded him angrily, "Black plum, what are you doing? Do you not think my wound is big enough?"

"Don't move." he cried.

Grab my feet and blow softly.

At that moment, I felt like he was holding a pig's hoof and watching the color of the meat.

Warm fingers pressed against my ankles, and a strange heat ran through my skin.

"The wound is not deep, but the cut is long. Does it hurt?"

Nonsense, if you have the ability, go and scratch yourself and see if it hurts.

But I'm tired, and I don't want to argue with him.

His face had a slight blush on it as he scolded, "Mo Tian Love, you sleep, don't look at me. If you aren't careful and send your hooves to the lantern for roasting, that would be your life."

The room was warm, and the aroma was so intoxicating that it numbed the brain.

He took the medicine and hurt me very carefully. He didn't hurt me at all. I closed my eyes and fell asleep again.

It was noon when I woke up. His foot was tied up like a ball, and I sat up and rubbed my eyes. He wasn't in the room.

He was so hungry that he put on the clothes in Li Zimo's room. He didn't have a coat, so he put on that big red blanket and jumped out.

It was very quiet in the villa, so he guessed that those young masters must have gone to hunt fire foxes.

I hopped around on one foot, wondering where to find food in such a big place.

"I say, can you not jump around? If you want to jump, then just put down the blanket. Who are you pretending to be when you're wearing a big red blanket?" It was an extremely unkind tone, and it was the red-clothed King Xiang again.

Standing in the opposite window, his eyes were filled with anger.

I know, because this blanket is red, because Prince Xiang likes red, finally can't stand to watch.

"I'm not pretending to be who. I want to eat. I'm not wearing a quilt anymore. Tell me, where can I eat?" He was really going to starve to death.

As soon as he threw the blanket, Prince Xiang shouted loudly, "Mo Tian Love, you shameless bastard! Get out of my way!"

How could I be so shameless? I looked down at myself. I was wearing clothes, but my underpants were cut off to reveal a large part of my legs. Otherwise, how could I put on my pants?

"King Xiang." I cried.

"F * ck off."

"If you don't tell me where there's food, I'll call it molestation." I spoke very calmly.

His white face had changed color. It was so red that it was comparable to his clothes.

It had been so cold, and I hadn't meant to be so cold, but now I didn't want to put it on.

"You … "You …" He was furious.

"If you don't give me some food, I'll come to you." What other people fear the most, I like to do.

He shook my injured foot, raised it, and kicked left and right. I'm so happy to see it.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Isn't there a food box in the parlour outside your room?"

After a few steps, I came back and smiled. "Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Nope." He squeezed out the word.

If it's true, I'll walk two steps closer to him.

Although our hooves were tied to a ball, they were still quite white. They were straight as they swung them around. "King Xiang, how are we going to walk on the way back?"

His face was ashen. "I don't know, don't ask me. I don't know you."

"Then I'll eat at your place, King Xiang. Let's get to know each other better." I smiled a hundred times.

He took two steps back, his face twitching.

"Your feet are pretty good, you can move them in a day." Her ice-cold hands were on my bare legs. She held my waist with one hand and lifted my foot with the other. She then picked it up very ungracefully. "I want to show you. Go back and show me."

When it's time for you to appear, you're not here. When it's time for you to appear, you've come.