Chapter 1730 New Year's Sweet Fan (6)
She stopped and saw the man who came to her room.
The man was folding clothes for her, and the fair-skinned hand that was supposed to be holding a pen and scroll always took so much trouble when doing these tedious little things.
Fold one by one, meticulous and careful.
Under the flickering candlelight, his eyebrows and eyes were stunning, as white as snow.
The clear and profound facial features are the appearance of an extremely ruthless emperor.
Even if it is rarely revealed, but invisible, it always gives people a sense of decisiveness and stern oppression.
It makes people uncontrollable and wants to surrender.
Fortunately, maybe it was due to his temperament, or maybe it was because the light in the room was too soft, which softened the inherent thin emotion between his eyebrows and eyes. Yun Si stood there looking at him, and paused for a while.
Immediately, like a clingy kitten, she sat beside him and hugged him.
She couldn't help but want to rub against his arms, and smell the refreshing fragrance of his body that made her feel at ease.
Not afraid of him at all.
On the contrary, she was extremely squeamish.
"Why are you here? Are you going to... sleep with me?"
She hugged his waist, raised her head, her eyes were bright.
Her hair is wet, wet, and cool.
The deity who was supposed to be ruthless and cold, paused and lowered his eyes.
The deep and deep purple eyes were full of tenderness, and there was a bit of helplessness.
"Don't wipe your hair?"
He put down the clean clothes in his hand, and reached for the dry cloth beside him.
"Sit down."
The snow-white and warm fingertips tapped her forehead.
Gently and softly, with warmth, without any deterrent effect.
The goblin who was extremely good at climbing up the pole sat directly on his lap.
"You wipe, I won't move."
Her pair of extraordinarily bright peach blossom eyes are always so bright.
Curved, two small pointed canine teeth were exposed on the lips.
Spiritual and flamboyant, the fragrance of flowers on her body almost makes her soul intoxicated.
The person who is extraordinarily domineering and arrogant outside is like a good fox cub begging to be petted and hugged at this moment, wishing to show his soft belly.
I want him to touch and rub, to rub against him intimately, to hold him tight, to be extra clingy.
only clings to him.
The gentle and good-tempered **** stared at her quietly.
Probably because she was in a bad mood today, so he lowered his eyes and didn't say anything else.
Only quietly and gently wiped her wet hair, even if she kissed her, he just glanced at her helplessly.
Didn't make a sound, but the flirtatious and cold eyebrows and eyes were almost softened like water.
Turned into tender water, moistening things and pampering her silently.
The radian of the lip corners has never disappeared.
After drying his hair with great difficulty, the placket of the snow-white **** was also messed up.
The lips are bright and ruddy like blood.
The warm eyes are a faint purple, slightly moist, bottomless.
There were even a few ambiguous bite marks on that fair neck.
Like a little red plum in the snow all over the sky, it is bright and beautiful, mottled and clear.
The **** took out the restless hand that was in the hem of his clothes, his breath was a little heavy, but it was still steady and not chaotic.
He pinched her cheek gently as a punishment.
"Not good."
His tone was soft, not like scolding, but more like coaxing her.
Coaxed her to be more misbehaving and do more excessive things.
The glamorous flower demon sitting on his lap took a lot of advantage and was very satisfied.
(end of this chapter)