Murong Xitian's slightly blurred eyes instantly regained their clarity, and at the same time revealed an imperceptible coldness. However, the next moment, he raised a gentle smile, and his eyes were as bright as the silver stars that had just risen in the blue sky: "Magnified at night, covered with clothes
My cloak, be careful if you catch cold."
As he spoke, he stood up, picked up the cloak on the back of the chair, and gently put it on her.
Xia Ziluo watched his slender fingers flying up and down in front of her eyes, tying the cloak for her. She couldn't help but take a peek and saw his smooth and beautiful chin, then his slightly raised perfect lips, and then...
Suddenly, she realized that she was so close to him, less than a foot away from him.
Oh my god! So close, as long as she raised her head, her lips would touch his.
Xia Ziluo was completely panicked, her chest heaving violently due to random thoughts. Her heartbeat accelerated, her breath became confused, and her face quickly became tinged with a seductive pink color.
What should I do? She seemed to miss his kiss. Ever since she saw his lips, all the images replaying in her mind were the unexpected kisses she had with him before.
Once, twice... She couldn't remember how many times, but she just felt that each time seemed more exciting and more difficult than the last time.
Murong Xitian lowered his eyes inadvertently, and happened to see her charming little daughter's coquettish expression, and paused for a moment while tying the cloak.
It seemed that the distance between him and her was too close.
He could clearly feel the breath coming from the tip of her nose, which was warm and moist, but became hot when it fell on his face.
Involuntarily, Murong Xitian's breathing began to become rapid.
"Yes, it's tied." He suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and when he retracted his hand and came back, his fingertips accidentally slipped across her neck, which was as tender as a lotus root.
Ripples instantly appeared in the heart that was already restless. His hand subconsciously touched her neck, and then slowly moved upward along the perfect arc of her neck...
Then, he lifted her chin, and their eyes met instantly.
There was her beautiful reflection in his eyes, and his handsome face in hers. Their eyes flickered fiercely, and their ambiguous feelings were intertwined and entangled in each other's eyes.
His hand came to her lips, and his thumb gently rubbed back and forth on the delicate lips, outlining the arc of the delicate lips.
A strange touch was transmitted bit by bit through his fingertips, and his body suddenly became hot, as if water had reached the boiling point.
His heart trembled suddenly, and his head moved closer to her with his surging thoughts, and then closer...
Did he want to kiss her?
I heard that women can always feel the moment when they are about to kiss.
It turns out that this is true!
She stared at his face magnifying before her eyes, and felt his breath falling on her face and lips. She felt as if her heart did not belong to her and was about to jump out of her chest.
Suddenly, Murong Xitian stopped moving, and his lips stopped half an inch away from her red lips: "Your body is feeling hot. Did you catch a cold during the day?"
Then he distanced himself, looking very uncomfortable, as if he was trying his best to suppress something.
Uh, don't you want to kiss her?
That just now... was she just being a nymphomaniac and mistakenly thought he was going to kiss her because she was looking forward to his kiss?
Xia Ziluo suddenly widened his eyes, pushed him away abruptly, and ran away through the door.
Murong Xitian stared blankly at her escaping, then the corner of his mouth curled up, and he couldn't help laughing anymore. Murong Xitian's somewhat blurred eyes instantly regained their clarity, and at the same time revealed an imperceptible coldness. However, the next moment
, he raised a gentle smile, and his eyes were as bright as the silver stars that had just risen in the blue sky: "Magnify at night, wear my cloak, be careful not to catch a cold."
As he spoke, he stood up, picked up the cloak on the back of the chair, and gently put it on her.
Xia Ziluo watched his slender fingers flying up and down in front of her eyes, tying the cloak for her. She couldn't help but take a peek and saw his smooth and beautiful chin, then his slightly raised perfect lips, and then...
Suddenly, she realized that she was so close to him, less than a foot away from him.
Oh my god! So close, as long as she raised her head, her lips would touch his.
Xia Ziluo was completely panicked, her chest heaving violently due to random thoughts. Her heartbeat accelerated, her breath became confused, and her face quickly became tinged with a seductive pink color.
What should I do? She seemed to miss his kiss. Ever since she saw his lips, all the images replaying in her mind were the unexpected kisses she had with him before.
Once, twice... She couldn't remember how many times, but she just felt that each time seemed more exciting and more difficult than the last time.
Murong Xitian lowered his eyes inadvertently, and happened to see her charming little daughter's coquettish expression, and paused for a moment while tying the cloak.
It seemed that the distance between him and her was too close.
He could clearly feel the breath coming from the tip of her nose, which was warm and moist, but became hot when it fell on his face.
Involuntarily, Murong Xitian's breathing began to become rapid.
"Yes, it's tied." He suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and when he retracted his hand and came back, his fingertips accidentally slipped across her neck, which was as tender as a lotus root.
Ripples instantly appeared in the heart that was already restless. His hand subconsciously touched her neck, and then slowly moved upward along the perfect arc of her neck...
Then, he lifted her chin, and their eyes met instantly.
There was her beautiful reflection in his eyes, and his handsome face in hers. Their eyes flickered fiercely, and their ambiguous feelings were intertwined and entangled in each other's eyes.
His hand came to her lips, and his thumb gently rubbed back and forth on the delicate lips, outlining the arc of the delicate lips.
A strange touch was transmitted bit by bit through his fingertips, and his body suddenly became hot, as if water had reached the boiling point.
His heart trembled suddenly, and his head moved closer to her with his surging thoughts, and then closer...
Did he want to kiss her?
I heard that women can always feel the moment when they are about to kiss.
It turns out that this is true!
She stared at his face magnifying before her eyes, and felt his breath falling on her face and lips. She felt as if her heart did not belong to her and was about to jump out of her chest.
Suddenly, Murong Xitian stopped moving, and his lips stopped half an inch away from her red lips: "Your body is feeling hot. Did you catch a cold during the day?"
Then he distanced himself, looking very uncomfortable, as if he was trying his best to suppress something.
Uh, don't you want to kiss her?
That just now... was she just being a nymphomaniac and mistakenly thought he was going to kiss her because she was looking forward to his kiss?
Xia Ziluo suddenly widened his eyes, pushed him away abruptly, and ran away through the door.
Murong Xitian watched her escape blankly, then the corners of his mouth curled up, and he couldn't help laughing anymore.
