This touch passed by, and Xiao Mokuang suddenly felt like he was touching electricity, and his hand was instantly withdrawn.

The little girl seemed to be satisfied now, she let go of her eyebrows, adjusted her posture and continued to sleep.

This pleasant little look made Xiao Mokuang narrow his eyes, then raised his hand to lock her waist and brought her to him.

The little girl's brows instantly locked up, and finally she pressed her tightly against him with a bit of pitiful smell and adjusted her posture and fell asleep. The Taifu was satisfied.

Feel the sleepy feeling that comes up.

I also obediently closed my eyes, and soon I fell asleep like this.

Chu Ci opened her eyes after sleeping for less than an hour.

I felt quite comfortable sleeping this time. I don’t know if it was because of the few times that Xiao Mo rubbed me wildly. When I got up, Chu Ci’s neck would not feel uncomfortable.

Just as I opened my eyes, I saw Xiao Mokuang's face that was so close to me that it was still a bit uncomfortable.

The faint sandalwood lingered in his nose, and he was still asleep. His eyes, as deep and dark as the sea of ​​ink, closed like this, lacking some oppression and the fear that a smile makes people feel, looked a little calm and more beautiful.

Chu Ci blinked, her mouth was thirsty, and after thinking about how much possibility it was to ask someone to hand her water to her not to wake her up, she silently took the hand he put on his waist and spread it apart bit by bit.

I don't know how the two of them went to sleep together.

Chu Ci had just escaped from his claws, got up, sat up, her hair was messy, and she stretched slightly, intending to get out of bed.

But another hand was locked up around her waist, and she immediately hugged her movements.

“Where to go?”

His voice was still full of sleepiness because he had not woken up, and his voice was also low, slightly hoarse, and a hint of impatience to get up.

Chu Ci turned around and saw his body slightly supporting it, his ink hair scattered on the bed, his brows frowned slightly, his ink eyes half opened, his clothes were a little messy at this moment, and he could see his white jade-like but strong chest.

It added a little bit of beauty to his cold and irritable aura.

But he was a little low and his eyes were filled with dissatisfaction with being awakened.

"I'm a little thirsty." Chu Ci looked at the hand that was holding his waist, and his tone was quite innocent. She tilted her head and turned her head to look at him. She reached out her little hand and began to pry his fingers, trying to spread his hand away from her waist.

Xiao Mokuang frowned even tighter, and he lie down in a different position. He also held Chu Ci tightly and hugged Chu Ci to the lower side. Seeing Chu Ci falling between the bedding without any precautions, the girl's hair streaked across his cheeks, but he got up, touched a cup from the side, poured half a cup of water into the cup, but found that the water in the pot had been cold for a long time.

His lips were pursed tightly. He slept very heavily, but he was woken up by Chu Ci's movements. He couldn't even hold back the pressure of getting up. His eyebrows were raised, and he was too lazy to even hide it.

It's about to get angry.

The little girl poked her head out from beside him, looked at him strangely, and then her white and tender little hand stretched out, wanting to get another cup from the table.

He grabbed his hand.
Chapter completed!