By the way, she reached out to take back the white tiger skin.
When Murong Xitian saw the disappointment in her eyes, his heart tightened, and his hand holding the white tiger skin tightened.
Xia Ziluo's tug did not pull the white tiger skin over.
She was stunned and raised her head in surprise, just in time to meet Murong Xitian's gaze.
A hint of awkward panic appeared in Murong Xitian's cold eyes.
"What are you panicking about?" Xia Ziluo blurted out.
"Who is panicking?" Murong Xitian panicked and let go of Bai Hupi's hand.
"Puch!" Xia Ziluo laughed, feeling that Murong Xitian was cute in his awkwardness.
She stuck out her tongue and stuffed the tiger skin into Murong Xitian's arms: "The sword is given to the warrior, and the tiger skin is given to the king! Whether you take it or not, the tiger skin is yours! By the way, I suddenly remembered that I promised to accompany you
The girls are playing. As a result, I have been staying here and messing with you. They must be impatient with waiting and feel that I am not trustworthy. I can't be a mother who goes back on her word. I'm leaving first."
She was afraid that he would refuse, so she made a face and ran away.
Murong Xitian stood there stupidly, her playful face reappeared in his mind, and Xia Ziluo's words of praise were still ringing in his ears.
Did she mean that he had the demeanor of a king? But... the unhappiness behind that made him forget it for the time being.
For the first time, Murong Xitian hugged the white tiger skin and smiled. His face, as if washed by the spring breeze, looked even more handsome and charming.
"What's the point of giggling alone?" Xi Muyun's shocking words suddenly rang out.
The temperature in Murong Xitian's eyes instantly returned to subzero: "What are you doing here? You have nothing to do while you have nothing to do, so you can do something serious for me."
"Is it serious to come here to report the situation to you every day?" Xi Muyun suddenly saw the white tiger skin in Murong Xitian's hand, and his eyes lit up, "Hey, when did you like this thing?"
"When did you start talking like an old woman's footcloth again?" Murong Xitian sat down at the main seat, covering his body with the white tiger skin in his hand, feeling extremely warm.
"I guess it was given by the princess, right?" Xi Muyun smiled playfully.
Murong Xitian squinted over, his flashing eyes full of danger.
Xi Muyun showed a gloating smile: "I bought you with a piece of tiger skin. I think you, like the tiger in the forest, were conquered by the princess and became her pet."
For a moment, Murong Xitian thought of several tigers that Xia Ziluo had kept in captivity.
The warmth that just arose in my heart was instantly frozen by the cold.
Xi Muyun didn't seem to notice the sudden change in Murong Xitian's face, and still teased: "Tell me, how does it feel to be the princess's big pet? Isn't it satisfying? Did the princess teach you well? By the way, the princess is another person today.
Come to seduce me, and even..."
"Xi Muyun!" Xi Muyun really dug his own grave this time.
As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Xitian suddenly flew up with a kick.
The Liuyun couch behind Xi Muyun suddenly turned into a pile of waste wood.
After narrowly escaping, Xi Muyun screamed: "Why are you crazy? If I hadn't escaped quickly, I would have turned into a corpse like this guy now."
"You asked for it." Murong Xitian rarely meant anything serious, but when he did, it meant he was really angry.
Xi Muyun is not a fuel-efficient lamp either. His abilities are as good as Murong Xitian's.
However, Murong Xitian was too angry, and Xi Muyun just avoided it because he didn't know the situation, so Murong Xitian had the upper hand for the time being.
