Bone to Heart Knowing Xiaohuan

For some reason, Mo Xiaohuan was afraid of making eye contact with him.

Yu Beiming's gaze was very direct, looking at Mo Xiaohuan felt like looking at prey in a cage.

What is said in the etiquette book: When a lady talks to a man, if she doesn't want to look at the other person's eyes, she can look under the other person's eyes, such as the nose or lips...to show politeness.

Mo Xiaohuan originally wanted to see Yu Beiming's nose, but his nose really looked like an outstanding work by a famous ancient Roman sculptor.

Such a straight and masculine nose made Mo Xiaohuan feel guilty.

Mo Xiaohuan's gaze unconsciously slid to Yu Beiming's lips.

His slightly pursed lips gradually drew a shallow arc - this, is this a smile?

Mo Xiaohuan's eyes widened suddenly, and Yu Beiming was looking at him with a smile that was not a smile.

Because of the smile, his gaze was not as straightforward as before, and his eyes were curved as if dotted with midnight stars, which was very beautiful.

At this moment, Mo Xiaohuan quietly let out a sigh of relief.

It turns out that Yu Beiming is not as scary as in the legend, at least he can laugh.

As a result, Mo Xiaohuan became more courageous.She said: "I've already helped the prince make up the mattress. I don't have anything to do. I'll go down first..."

After saying that, Mo Xiaohuan slipped out of bed, planning to escape quickly.

It's a pity that she didn't take two steps when her arm was suddenly imprisoned by a big hand.

Yu Beiming only lightly moved, Mo Xiaohuan was forced to spin in a circle like a doll, and fell into his arms.

"Wangfei is so anxious?" The smile on the corners of Yu Beiming's lips seemed to widen, and Mo Xiaohuan seemed to feel a golden light bursting out from the thick dark clouds in front of him.

so dazzling...

Suddenly the handsome face in front of him let go, and Mo Xiaohuan instinctively wanted to avoid it.

But Yu Beiming held her in his arms.

Yu Beiming's chest was strong and broad, and Mo Xiaohuan felt like he was imprisoned in a place surrounded by walls.

Hiding and being unable to dodge, Mo Xiaohuan was so scared that she didn't know what to do.

A piece of warm softness was printed on the lips, followed by something hot and humid.

"Well……"

Yu Beiming would actually take advantage of Mo Xiaohuan's ecstasy to kiss her... Taking advantage of her danger...

Mo Xiaohuan felt the pure aroma of wine permeating his mouth, making people intoxicated and lost.

Suddenly touching Yu Beiming's tongue, Mo Xiaohuan trembled in shock, as if tens of millions of volts of current flowed through her body, her limbs became limp.

An unprecedented feeling quietly emerged, and Mo Xiaohuan's breathing became a little disordered.

"Do not……"

Before Mo Xiaohuan could finish speaking, Yu Beiming's tongue seized the opportunity to invade, rolling Mo Xiaohuan's tongue forcefully.

No...don't do this.

Mo Xiaohuan couldn't breathe anymore, she was about to suffocate in his domineering demands.

No, Mo Xiaohuan frantically fought for breath.

Yu Beiming seemed to sense Mo Xiaohuan's situation, and he finally let go of the restraint on Mo Xiaohuan.

Mo Xiaohuan took a deep breath.

"breathe……"

She has no experience in kissing, and she almost lost her breath just now.

Ah, so embarrassing.

Inadvertently caught a glimpse of the smile on the corners of Yu Beiming's eyes and brows.

It's hard to believe that the man who was as cold as an iceberg when he first entered the door, his smile at this moment is like the scent of fine wine that has been brewed for many years.

Yu Beiming kept looking at Mo Xiaohuan, and Mo Xiaohuan's cheeks were hot.

"Ah……"

Yu Beiming just smiled against Mo Xiaohuan's hair, and the hot air he exhaled poured into Mo Xiaohuan's ears, making Mo Xiaohuan's neck burn.

Yu Beiming's big hand supported Mo Xiaohuan's cheek.There was a callus of uneven thickness on his palm, which made Mo Xiaohuan's jaw numb.

His slender fingers pressed lightly on Mo Xiaohuan's soft lips.

Mo Xiaohuan didn't dare to look into his eyes for fear of getting lost in his gaze again.His eyelashes were as black as ink as his eyebrows.

This time, Yu Beiming became extremely gentle.He gently pecked Mo Xiaohuan's lip line.

Mo Xiaohuan tried to maintain normal breathing,

Yu Beiming gradually guided Mo Xiaohuan, and he began to kiss her seriously.

A light and floating feeling floated up again.Yu Beiming's caress made Mo Xiaohuan a little helpless, and she tried to respond to him.

Mo Xiaohuan's reaction seemed to make Yu Beiming even more excited, and he hugged Mo Xiaohuan even tighter.

His embrace became extremely warm, not too strong, but enough to hold Mo Xiaohuan, so that Mo Xiaohuan would not sink.

Mo Xiaohuan had never experienced such a lingering kiss before.Yu Beiming's slender fingers touched her neck, and then gradually slid towards her collarbone.

In the soft intoxication, Mo Xiaohuan leaned against Yu Beiming with her whole body.His head rested in the crook of his strong arm.

"ah……"

Mo Xiaohuan's heart throbbed violently, it turns out that love is like this.

Suddenly, Yu Beiming stopped all movements, and his lips and teeth were no longer intertwined.

Mo Xiaohuan opened his eyes dimly, but saw the undisguised contempt and contempt in Yu Beiming's cold eyes.

He looked coldly at the intoxicated Mo Xiaohuan.Such a distant look made Mo Xiaohuan completely awake.

For a moment, Mo Xiaohuan was ashamed and ashamed.

I was so easily seduced by him, like a fool!

Yu Beiming's contempt and disgust were so direct, his gaze was like a sharp knife piercing Mo Xiaohuan's body.

Such a cold attitude made Mo Xiaohuan extremely uncomfortable.

"Didn't the princess refuse to marry into the palace with her death?"

There was an indescribable sarcasm in Yu Beiming's voice, and even more contempt floated on his slashed face.

Mo Xiaohuan was shocked for a moment.Mo Qinghuan once resisted marriage with death, even after entering the mansion, he committed suicide several times.

But I'm not Mo Qinghuan, I'm Mo Xiaohuan!

And Yu Beiming, just now, he was clearly playing with himself, he was playing with himself!

Yu Beiming deliberately wanted to embarrass himself, but he was bewitched by his skillful skills, and he incited his true feelings so easily...

It was as if a small hole had been torn open in his heart. For the first time in his life, he felt happy for a man, but he was quickly robbed and killed by him!

"That's why you kissed me? To seduce me, and then come to humiliate me?"

I don't know if there were tears in his eyes, but Mo Xiaohuan felt a hot flash in his eyes.

She opened her eyes wide and stared at the man in front of her.

His vision gradually blurred, and Mo Xiaohuan couldn't see the expression on Yu Beiming's face clearly.

Mo Xiaohuan turned to leave, but her body was circled back by a pair of thick arms.

Her back hit the human wall behind her, and the shoulder blades on her back were hurt.

"Let go of me!" Mo Xiaohuan gritted his teeth, "What else do you want to do! You are still a prince. What country's prince can be as boring as you, who will take revenge, without the demeanor of a king..."

Mo Xiaohuan was very angry, she really wanted to scold Yu Beiming severely.But the innate strict education and good living habits made Mo Xiaohuan lose the ability to swear.

Mo Xiaohuan accused Yu Beiming with the sharpest words he could find!

But before Mo Xiaohuan finished speaking, Yu Beiming covered Mo Xiaohuan's lips with one hand.

"Hmm!" Mo Xiaohuan didn't have time to close his mouth, and accidentally, his teeth caught Yu Beiming's finger.

Yu Beiming seemed to tremble, then firmly covered Mo Xiaohuan's mouth tightly, and turned Mo Xiaohuan's head to face him.

Mo Xiaohuan couldn't speak, and just stared at Yu Beiming above his head.

Yu Beiming's expression was cold, his eyes were clearly stained with a thin layer of anger.But he was too deep in the city, so he didn't fully express his displeasure on his face.

He looked at Mo Xiaohuan like this for a long time, as if he was getting to know Mo Xiaohuan again.

Maybe it was because he was angry with him just now, but Mo Xiaohuan was not afraid at all, she looked serious, hoping that Yu Beiming could let go of her arms sooner.

"Ms. Huan Pei is here!—"

There was an announcement outside Zhaoyang Hall.

This Mrs. Huanpei should be the heroine tonight.

Mo Xiaohuan and Yu Meiren were in charge of making the bed, so it was natural that there were other women who would take care of Yu Beiming to sleep.

Hearing the report, Yu Beiming let go of the restraint on Mo Xiaohuan.

Mo Xiaohuan stood up quickly, but his body stood still for too long, and he couldn't stand firmly.

Seeing that he was about to fall down, Mo Xiaohuan hurriedly reached out to support Yu Beiming's shoulders to maintain his balance.

But as soon as he touched Yu Beiming's shoulder, Mo Xiaohuan retracted his hand like an electric shock.

You shouldn't support him, even if you fall down, you can't help him.

"I'm sorry." Mo Xiaohuan said.

The expression in Yu Beiming's eyes changed in an instant.He sat quietly by the side of the bed, his tall and burly body remained motionless, his long black hair hanging down his broad back.

Yu Beiming looked at Mo Xiaohuan without blinking, his eyes were so deep that no one could guess his thoughts.