After wiping his mouth with a napkin, Xia Yucheng looked around and asked Feng Hao in a low voice: "Do you think there is someone here who wants to hunt us down?"
"will not have!"
"How do you know?" She expressed great doubt.
Feng Hao picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth gracefully, and replied with a smile: "If I didn't even know this, would I still dare to bring you here?"
People in the Fantasy Alliance are sensitive to danger, because if you want to win against your opponent, you must first put yourself in a safe environment.
The vigilance and sensitivity to the smell of death that he has maintained over the years allow him to quickly feel danger and identify the degree of danger.
What's more, the person beside him now is her.
He was even more cautious and cautious, and he was unwilling to put her in a dangerous situation.
Xia Yucheng nodded and felt relieved.
Then, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at the man sitting opposite, "With you here, I always feel at ease."
"Don't worry! As long as I'm here, I will never let anything happen to you." Feng Hao smiled and stretched out his hand to cover the back of her hand, his eyes firm and steady.
She smiled, looking satisfied.
She has always looked forward to having a wall to protect her from the wind and frost.
But her man is a big mountain, bringing her endless life and vitality.
…
In the middle of the night, Xia Yucheng woke up from her dream, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
In the past, Feng Hao would have been awakened by her and asked her gently what was going on. But at this time, the sound of even breathing coming from his ears indicated that the man next to him was sleeping soundly.
She gently propped herself up, raised the pillows, and leaned back on the bed. The light in the room was very dark, and she couldn't actually see anything.
Such a quiet night in a foreign country brought back the longings she had hidden in her heart, and then a certain area became soft, sour, and stinging, and her eyes felt inexplicably moist.
She is homesick and misses her relatives in city A!
An arm slowly stretched out and hugged her waist, and then Feng Hao leaned his head over and rested it on her belly.
Xia Yucheng's heart felt warm, and she followed his example, touching his head with her hands, and then patted his back.
"What's wrong? Don't you mean you're sleepy? Do you want to do something...something else?" In the darkness, the man's mellow voice was like intoxicating wine, directly touching the heart.
Xia Yucheng laughed softly, her body trembling slightly, and Feng Hao hugged her waist tighter.
"Missing home?" the man asked.
Xia Yucheng lowered her eyes, neither admitting nor denying.
Just, he sighed quietly.
"You hold me like this, I look like a child!" She said, her white hands covering the back of his hands.
His hands were warm and powerful to the touch.
Xia Yucheng pursed her lips in the dark night and smiled happily.
These big hands can always bring her warmth and stability.
"Don't you know if it's a child?" After resting for a while, the room was dark again, Feng Hao hugged her body tightly, his voice was low and mellow.
"Hao..." She leaned back and murmured softly.
The tranquil fragrance slipped across the tip of his nose, and he subconsciously grabbed her slender waist and pulled her body into his arms without letting go.
"Chengcheng...I really want to know what the king's treatment is?"
His face pressed closely against hers, and his kiss fell on the corner of her mouth...
Xia Yucheng closed her eyes and couldn't help but respond.
She didn't know what the treatment of a king was, but she knew that he was her king.