Chapter 1962

Early in the morning, the first ray of sunlight never tightens the curtain and falls on the broad soft couch.

Qingjun cold expensive man, slowly open black eyelashes, just woke up, always cold dark eyes with a trace of misty.

The fever on the forehead has subsided, but the fatigue of the body still exists.

When I moved my arm, I found that it was heavy, like something.

The sleepiness in my mind immediately dissipated, and my black eyes looked at me sharply.

He was petrified to see a delicate figure lying in his arms.

The girl in my arms seems to be sleeping very well. Mao's head is resting on his arm. A small hand is around his waist, and a leg is still on his leg.

Night Kai has a moment of freezing and heavy.

The vague memory of last night surged up.

When he was cold, he felt the heat coming at him.

At that time, he was totally confused and didn't know what it was.

But now it can be seen that all his blood is running against the current.

He took her hands and legs away from him, and was about to get out of bed with light hands and feet.

She put her arms around him again and clapped him on the back with one hand dissatisfied. "Don't move, sleep well."

She was not awake yet. She was confused. She was noisy to sleep. She got up very angry, so her tone was fierce.

Yekai looks down at the girl in his arms.

She should have slept very late last night, with a light shadow under her eyes, and her little face looked tired.

He pressed his thin lips tightly, without moving any more, and looked at the ceiling with clear dark eyes.

Her body, which she held tightly to, had been stiff.

After sleeping for a few minutes, the thin porcelain snow suddenly seemed to think of something, and the sleepiness in my mind disappeared.

Just now, what did she do?

Roared to save gentleman, still hit a slap on his back?

She gets up very angry and has a bad temper.

But only those who know her best know that she is always gentle and elegant outside.

But just now, she's like a tigress

The thin porcelain snow closed its eyes tightly and seemed to have ten thousand alpacas galloping past.

In front of him, she has been too free in recent days!

After waking up, she naturally felt that she was holding him tightly, with one leg still resting on him.

Even though she had no idea about him for a long time, such intimacy still made her feel embarrassed and ashamed.

She took back her hands and feet, looked up at him with a dead face.

He looked at the ceiling, and even if her eyes did, he didn't see her.

Almost as soon as she let him go, he got out of bed.

Without saying anything, he walked towards the bathroom.

After a while, the thin porcelain snow heard the sound of water.

He has a habit of cleanliness. She must have carried him to sleep last night. It's too close. He feels disgusted and disgusted!

The thin porcelain snow lifts the quilt from the bed, picks up the clothes to cover on oneself, the lip angle bends a sneering radian.

Fortunately, she has put it down, even if he did, she would not care too much.

Thin porcelain snow went downstairs.

After washing in the bathroom downstairs, she went to the kitchen.

After breakfast, she sat in the dining room and ate.

Behind the sound of footsteps, thin porcelain snow looked up at the man.

After he took a bath, he changed into a white loose knit shirt, grey trousers, dark and soft hair with water vapor covering his forehead. His face was just pale when he had a fever. The light green stubble on his jaw had been cleaned. Under the morning light outside the window, he looked like a fresh college student.

The two people's eyes are intertwined, and they both look pretty confident.

His thin, crimson lips lifted. "Last night, thank you."

His voice has a trace of hoarseness, the sequelae of a cold, but it has an unspeakable sex appeal.

The thin porcelain snow sips the milk, smiles lazily, "nothing, even if the cat and dog are not comfortable, I will take care of..."

Realizing that she likened him to a cat and a dog, her smile deepened. "I don't mean anything else, as long as you don't misunderstand me and I still have feelings for you."

She admired herself very much. Three years later, she was able to say such things in front of him.

Before, she couldn't even think about it.

Let go of yourself. That's good. I don't need to think about his feelings and thoughts.

With a faint hum, he turned and entered the kitchen.

Thin porcelain snow only made his own breakfast. He went into the kitchen and made one for himself.

Before long, he brought out a bowl of noodles.

On the top of the noodles are long and even shredded meat, two pieces of cabbage, and a fried egg in a lotus bun.

Thin porcelain snow looked at the breakfast on her plate.Bacon is fried, eggs are half cooked, toast is still cold.

No appetite at all.

Night Kai will face to the table, thin porcelain snow inhaled the nose, smell the smell of ten fingers moving.

The queen is a gourmet. She makes a good dish.

Xiaokai's brother has been involved since he was a child. Later, he went to the training camp. He wanted to be independent in everything. I heard that the things he made were also delicious.

But after he became a prince, he was busy in business and didn't have much time to cook by himself.

It's so big that the thin porcelain snow hasn't eaten what he made by himself!

He served himself a bowl of noodles, which were so plentiful and tasted ceremoniously. Thin porcelain snow felt indignant in her heart!

Even if I hate her proximity, she helped him last night!

You don't need to cook more noodles!

Thin porcelain snow saw him bow to eat noodles and smelled the fragrance. She had no appetite for her breakfast.

brought breakfast plates as like as two peas to the kitchen. The thin porcelain snow suddenly saw the same clean surface on the platform, and she was surprised.

Is this for her?

Thin porcelain snow looked at the restaurant, the man bowed his head and ate slowly, without looking at the kitchen.

Thin porcelain snow tried to resist the urge to take out the noodles and eat with him. After putting down the plate, she was tempted to leave the kitchen and left the restaurant without looking askance.

She didn't notice that after she left, the man who had been concentrating on eating noodles looked up at her.

Long eyebrows, slightly frown.

……

The thin porcelain snow will wash the clothes and air them well. When she comes out, there is no figure of yekai downstairs.

A Zuo came over and took a middle-aged woman with him. "Miss Bo, this aunt will make dinner for you later at noon. Your highness said that if the city is in good condition, she will send you back to the capital tomorrow morning."

Thin porcelain snow heard a Zuo's words, the corner of the mouth squeezed out a smile, "then you thank him for me."

Left see thin porcelain snow finish saying to go upstairs, touched nose, some don't understand leave.

Is it difficult that Miss Bo took care of Her Highness last night. She didn't have a good rest, so she was so angry?

Alas, it seems that Miss Bo doesn't like her highness. When she used to like her highness, she was gentle and soft to him and ah you!

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