Murong Qianqian spread out the quilts and stacked them layer by layer, weighing that they would not cause back pain from sleeping on them, and then put on the sheets again.

But, the bed made by her who never does housework, well, how should I describe it?

"Queen, did you build a kennel?" Xuanyuan Yao gave the answer appropriately.

Hearing this, Murong Qianqian ignored it. Instead, she sat cross-legged on the bed, peeled the apple in her hand and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, do you want to eat an apple?"

"..."

Then, Xuanyuan Yao, who had perfectionism and obsessive-compulsive disorder, had no choice but to tidy up the bed himself. After struggling for a long time, he finally caught his eye.

However, when he turned back to call Murong Qianqian, she was already lying on the soft bed in a big font, fast asleep.

Xuanyuan Yao has seen ugly sleeping faces, but never seen such ugly sleeping faces.

He twitched his brows and stretched out his long, slender white palm to shake Murong Qianqian, but she fell into a deep sleep, unable to move.

Xuanyuan Yao couldn't help it, so he help Murong Qianqian take off his shoes, and then moved some more inside, then he leaned on the edge of the bed and undressed to sleep.

Because Murong Qianqian was snoring like thunder, Xuanyuan Yao tossed and turned for several hours. When he finally felt a little sleepy, he felt hot and moist breath gushing out from the left side of his face.

Opening your eyes, with the dim candlelight, you can see a pretty, crimson face, thick and long eyelashes with a mottled silhouette, and lips as delicate and plump as cherry blossoms that open and close due to breathing.

Murong Qianqian's sleeping appearance has nothing to do with beauty, and is even a bit shocking, but it is this natural and pure ignorance that makes her particularly cute.

He didn't know whether it was because his brain was overheated or because his nerves were miswired. Xuanyuan Yao looked at this pink little face and couldn't help but move forward.

She pouted her lips in a strange way, and was about to kiss those soft lips, when she saw Murong Qianqian's nose quivering, and the corners of her lips twitching slightly.

"Aqie~"

Xuanyuan Yao's subconscious side suddenly accidentally rolled over and rolled off the soft bed. He got up and wiped his face with saliva. Then he saw that Murong Qianqian was still sleeping like a dead pig.

Xuanyuan Yao took a breath and moved Murong Qianqian to the corner of the wall. He estimated that she would not come close to her again, and then slept with her clothes on again.

Just when I closed my eyes, I felt that my vision was dark, and something seemed to be coming up on my lips. When I opened my eyes, it was...

Murong Qianqian’s feet!

Xuanyuan Yao rolled out of bed for the second time, his silver teeth grinding loudly. He wondered what kind of structure this woman had that could put her legs above her head.

Murong Qianqian completed a beautiful split in her sleep, then showed a satisfied smile and rolled into the corner obediently.

Xuanyuan Yao crossed his arms across his chest and yawned to see when Murong Qianqian would roll over again, but this time she slept very peacefully, like a poor puppy curled up in the corner.

It was already past midnight, and there would be morning court in two hours. Xuanyuan Yao was so sleepy that his eyelids trembled, so he had to hold a few quilts and put them between the two of them, which were piled half a meter high.

I thought it would be impossible for Murong Qianqian to roll over again this time, but instead she climbed over the mountains and ridges, pressing over with the force of "black clouds overwhelming the city and threatening to destroy it".

Xuanyuan Yao was tortured all night long, rolled out of bed dozens of times, and was injured hundreds of times by large hidden weapons, but... he was finally alive and well.
Chapter completed!