Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

Tang Xin's eyes were exposed from under the quilt, the ends of the eyes were very red, she stared at Mo Zhifei without saying a word, and never let go.

There seemed to be a daze in his cold eyes, and his eyelashes moved slightly.

Mo Zhifei looked down at Yun Xin, very curious.

The runny eyelashes are very long, but the color is not as deep as that of ordinary people, but a light chestnut color, which looks very soft and trembling slightly, more like a small fan with perfect shape. His eyes were lowered, and a row of shadows were cut from the eyelids, covering his eyes.

Tang Xin silently let go of her hand, and then covered her entire face in the brocade quilt.

Seeing this, Mo Zhifei quickly tore off his quilt and said, "You can't cover your head with the quilt like this."

With a hoarse voice, Tang Xin lowered her head and said, "I'm not feeling well."

"I know, you should have a good sleep here first, and you'll feel better when you wake up."

Tang Xin couldn't help reaching out her hand again, and tugged at his hand with hot fingers, "I can't sleep, can you accompany me?"

Mo Zhifei was taken aback.

If he hadn't known that Tangxin had a high fever, he probably would never have believed that, cold and arrogant as Tangxin, he would be begging him to accompany him in such a low tone one day.

And... moreover, Yunxin tugged at his finger.

It was as if she was acting like a spoiled child to him.

But Tang Xin's fair face was as cold as ever.

It was precisely because of this contrast that Mo Zhifei stirred up waves in his heart.

Mo Zhifei could easily push away Tang Xin's hand, but he was not willing to be pulled by Tang Xin's hot fingers.

He thought he was calm enough, so he looked at Yun Xin firmly, gave a candid "um", and then sat down on the side of the bed.

He stared at Yun Xin, looking a little recklessly.

In the past, he only thought that Chun Xin was good-looking because she was good-looking, but she had a very irritating temper, and ordinary people really couldn't stand a person with such a temperament as Chun Xin.

But for some reason in the past two days, every time he stared at Chun Xin carefully, he felt that Chun Xin was too good-looking.

He doesn't know how to describe it, but the runny eyebrows are beautiful, the eyes are beautiful, the nose is beautiful, the lips are beautiful...the kind of beauty that looks good everywhere.

Mo Zhifei watched and watched, his eyes fell on the eyes of Chun Xin, and they collided with the eyes of Chun Xin unexpectedly - he found that Chun Xin was also looking at him.

Mo Zhifei inexplicably felt his throat tighten, and couldn't help coughing dryly, "Why are you looking at me like that? Get some sleep."

Tang Xin didn't blink her eyes, and suddenly spoke in a very hoarse voice: "Master."

He called him slowly.

When calling him, the fingers holding his hand stroked the arc of his fingertips twice very lightly.

Mo Zhifei was tickled by him, but he still tried to calm down: "What's wrong?"

And Tang Xin looked at him with cold and moist eyes, and she would not miss him for a moment, she just looked at him so tightly, and when she was talking, she didn't know if it was because of her illness, as if she had let go of her usual care. Armed with indifference, his tone sounded so innocent and harmless.

He looked at him and said, "I like you."

Master, I like you.

Although Mo Zhifei already knew that Tang Xin liked him, this seemed to be the first time he heard Tang Xin confess his love to him.

It's straightforward, and it hurts.

Mo Zhifei lowered his head and looked at the slightly wobbling fingers of Tang Xin pressing his hand. After a while, he nodded and said, "I know."

Chunxin's fingers were very hot, and there seemed to be a mist in his eyes, and he asked in a low voice: "Then do you like Chunxin?"

Mo Zhifei didn't answer right away, he remained silent, as if he was thinking about how to answer Chunxin so that he wouldn't be unhappy.

But Chunxin didn't know whether she was impatient or not confident enough to listen to his answer, so she quickly withdrew her hand, then closed her eyes and said, "I'm going to sleep."

"Heart..."

Mo Zhifei wanted to talk to Tang Xin, but she closed her eyes and remained motionless, as if she had fallen asleep.

But Mo Zhifei saw that his eyelashes were shaking slightly, so Mo Zhifei suppressed a smile and called him, "Xinxin, stop pretending, I know you're not asleep."

However, Yun Xin still did not move at all.

Mo Zhifei couldn't help but leaned over with a playful heart, stretched out his fingers to shave his eyelashes, and said with a low laugh, "Are you still pretending?"

The runny eyelashes trembled violently, and he opened his eyes all of a sudden.

When Mo Zhifei bumped into his eyes, he realized that he was suddenly very close to Tang Xin's face, as if only a few feet away.

Gazing into the eyes of Chun Xin so closely, I realized that the color of her pupils is also quite light, no wonder she is so cold and indifferent when looking at people.

However, it is too beautiful.

Mo Zhifei was inexplicably nervous staring into such a pair of eyes. He subconsciously told himself to get up immediately.

Mo Zhifei thought about it and did it. He propped himself on the bed and wanted to get up, but Chunxin suddenly hooked his neck, probably knowing that he couldn't push him down, Chunxin raised his neck slightly and raised his head , out of order, lips touched his lips.

The loose breath became hotter and hotter, like a stormy sea, covering Mo Zhifei's lips in short breaths.

It was the warm and cool breath he had imagined.

It's soft and comfortable, but at the same time, my heartbeat seems to be so sudden that I can't bear the joy, and it's about to explode.

Because of this, before Mo Zhifei himself had time to react, Yunxin only touched his lips like a superficial touch, then left his lips slightly, hugged his neck, and subconsciously grabbed his neck hard. Grabbing the shirt at the back of his neck, gasping for breath, looking at his face that is close at hand.

Mo Zhifei was dumbfounded.

She never expected that Liu Xin, who was ill, would suddenly pounce on him and kiss him.

Even though he left with just a light kiss on the lips, Mo Zhifei was still dumbfounded.

But when he was still in a daze, Tang Xin hugged his neck with both hands, her watery eyes were a little bright, she looked at him lingeringly, and panted and told him: "Master, this is my... first kiss."

Mo Zhifei finally came back to his senses, "Ah."

He raised his eyes to look at Yunxin, who was close at hand. At this moment, his eyes were bright, looking at him as if looking forward to it.

Mo Zhifei heard Tang Xin whispered again: "Master, kiss again, okay?"

The seemingly innocent young man is now like a greedy little wolf cub, swallowing his throat and saying that he wants to kiss again.

Mo Zhifei felt that not only his heart was beating, but his head was about to explode...

But no matter how he was teased to the point of losing his mind, he never forgot that Liuxin was still sick, and this was still in his own house, his parents would come back anytime...

If he continues to quarrel with Tan Xin, I'm afraid it will really get out of hand.

Because of this, Mo Zhifei didn't care if Tang Xin would be lost or not, so he pulled Tang Xin's hot hands off his body, got up from the bed, frowned and said: "You rest first, I'll go out for a while. "