Mo Xiaohuan ignored him, turned around and said melodiously: "If I don't anger you, then I am not Mo Xiaohuan."
When Yu Beiming heard her words, he smiled, sincerely.
She's right, if he doesn't quarrel with her, it won't be like her at all
"Then you can't always challenge the tolerance of the lonely king." Yu Beiming put his hands on Mo Xiaohuan's shoulders and turned her body to face him again.
Mo Xiaohuan raised her eyebrows, rolled her eyes and said, "Yes, but there are conditions."
Yu Beiming pursed his lips and muttered to himself: How can this little woman be so smart? She has to make conditions for everything.
"When you talk to me, you can't call yourself 'Lone King'. You have to call me 'I'. I feel a little disgusted." Mo Xiaohuan looked at him
Yu Beiming's face darkened a bit, as if he was dissatisfied with her request.
"Don't agree? Okay, then let's just follow the way we got along in the past." Seeing that he didn't agree, Mo Xiaohuan waved her hands and shrugged indifferently.
Yu Beiming glared at her, as if he wanted to catch her and beat her up, but he never took action.
Both stood their ground
Mo Xiaohuan pulled him to sit on the cool stone bench, and then sat on his warm lap.
Yu Beiming looked at her and didn't expect her intentions. He felt that she wanted to rely on him. He held her face in his hands and said: "King Gu... no, I promise you."
Mo Xiaohuan looked at him in surprise. She never thought that he would agree.
Such a proud and conceited guy would actually agree...
Yu Beiming lowered his head to seal her slightly parted red lips, and slowly tasted the sweetness that belonged to her.
As she let go of the remaining grudge against him, Mo Xiaohuan hugged his neck with both hands and responded to him attentively.
"Can you do it today?" Yu Beiming's voice was a little hoarse and he asked Mo Xiaohuan, who was already blushing.
Mo Xiaohuan's face turned redder when he asked this question, but she noticed something
Yu Beiming began to respect her
Mo Xiaohuan gasped a little, jumped out of his arms when he wasn't paying attention, hid far away, smiled and said: "It depends on the situation" and ran away quickly.
Yu Beiming's jade fire had already been aroused by this kiss, but now he let her run away. He was so angry that he jumped up and kept whispering curses.
Taking a deep breath to relieve the anger in his body, Yu Beiming stood up and walked to the railing. He could see Mo Xiaohuan's figure in the distance, and the corners of his lips rose unconsciously.
Mo Xiaohuan, let’s see where you run away tonight
It's night in Fuyao Hall
Mo Xiaohuan was happily taking a bath in the bathtub. The water was covered with a thick layer of petals. Although it was thick, the smell was just a faint fragrance.
Mo Xiaohuan thought about the last trick she used to tease Yu Beiming in the attic today, and couldn't help but purse her lips and smile secretly.
Xiao Tao stood aside and looked at her with a puzzled expression. She didn't understand what was wrong with her master today and why he was so happy. He was never like this.
"Princess... she seems very happy today, can you tell Xiao Tao?" Xiao Tao finally couldn't help but ask.
Hearing her question, Mo Xiaohuan was stunned for a moment and said, "Is there any?" Then he subconsciously touched his face.
"Yes, you've been like this since you came down from the attic today. What's so funny?" Xiao Tao looked at her expectantly.
Mo Xiaohuan was embarrassed for a while and didn't know how to tell her. She was still so young and so simple and didn't understand anything about men and women.