She stood at the door, wondering whether she should go in or not.
He was looking at Yue melancholy attentively. Wouldn't it disturb him if she came in?
It was rare to see this smelly fox looking so hesitant, so Mu Lingyue simply stood at the door, watching him as if watching a play.
At this time, he completely lost his usual crazy and evil charm, and his whole body was filled with a touch of sadness. If it weren't for the face that looked exactly the same, she would have thought that she had recognized the wrong person.
It can be said that he wants wind to get wind and rain to get rain. What should such a person have to worry about? [
"What are you doing standing at the door?"
A low and sexy voice sounded softly, breaking the silence of the room.
Lan Qingyue turned around and frowned slightly, "Is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake ready?"
Before Mu Lingyue could say anything, his eyes fell on the silver plate in her hand, and he walked straight to the table and sat down, "Bring it over."
Damn that stinking fox, eat, eat, eat, she really should make a big plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and let him eat it all at once, so that he won't want to eat it anymore.
Mu Lingyue walked over with the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and someone who was not satisfied with the ready-made meal scolded, "Why are you so slow today? Did you do it on purpose to keep me waiting for so long?"
A hint of guilt flashed in Mu Lingyue's eyes, this damn fox is really smart.
Well, when she was making sweet-scented osmanthus cake today, she deliberately slowed down her speed because she was angry that he came to torment her in the middle of the night, so she deliberately made him wait a little longer.
But...she wouldn't admit it even to death.
She had a very aggrieved expression on her face, "Your Highness, you have wronged me. If you give me a hundred courages, I don't dare to let Your Highness wait. At this time, there is no food in the kitchen. My servant
But it took me a long time to find such a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake."
She still wanted to hide her little thoughts from him. Lan Qingyue smiled and did not point her out. She picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake with her bare hands and took two bites. The taste was still the same as last night, with rich aroma and fresh taste.
It's so sweet that even if you eat several pieces, you won't get tired of it at all.
He already likes sweets, and this sweet-scented osmanthus cake is even more to her liking.
But...he knows better than anyone else that he didn't come here to eat this sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
Just to take a look at her, as if just looking at her would make me feel at ease.
He ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake without saying a word, one piece, two pieces, three pieces...
He ate several pieces in succession. After eating, he wiped his mouth, stood up, and walked towards her bed again.
The corners of Mu Lingyue's lips twitched twice. Could it be that...he wanted to occupy her bed again?
"Your Highness, aren't you going back?"
With one step or two, he was already less than one meter away from her big bed.[
Mu Lingyue watched helplessly as he lifted his clothes, then sat down on the bed, took off his shoes, turned on the bed, put his face on one hand, turned sideways, looked at her charmingly, and said, "Well, I'm not going back.
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The corners of Mu Lingyue's lips twitched again, "Your Highness, this bed is small and hard. Your Highness is proud and rich, so sleeping on such a small bed may be very uncomfortable."
In fact, her bed is not small at all. There are two layers of down cotton under the bed. It is soft and light. I don't know how comfortable it is to sleep on it.
Lan Qingyue raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled lightly, "It doesn't matter, I don't mind."
You don't mind, I don't mind. Mu Lingyue looked at him sadly, what's wrong with him?