Bone to Heart Knowing Xiaohuan

"Look? The Lonely King is right in front of your eyes." Yu Beiming crossed his arms and stared at her high above his chest.

Xiaotao on the side also recovered after hearing his words, and threw the things in her hand away.

"Uh... um, I want to go out for a walk, but you...you're not in the mansion." Mo Xiaohuan's reason was a bit lacking, so he lacked confidence.

"Oh? What did the lonely king tell you before he went out?" Yu Beiming suddenly put his arms around her and walked directly into the mansion.

Mo Xiaohuan looked at him, not understanding what he wanted to do.

Xiao Tao followed slowly.

Seeing that she was about to arrive at the Fuyao Hall, Mo Xiaohuan understood why Yu Bei was meditating, and he had been abstinent for a few days, but she really didn't want to have sex with him.

So, she bit the bullet and said with a trembling heart, "Well, let's... shall we go to the attic?"

When Yu Beiming heard her words, he was surprised that she would make a request, which she would not normally do.

He thought for a while, nodded, put his arms around her and headed towards Zhaoyang Hall.

"The lonely king never thought that you, Mo Xiaohuan, would be afraid." Yu Beiming teased Mo Xiaohuan jokingly.

Mo Xiaohuan got angry, stopped talking to him, and turned to look elsewhere.

Yu Beiming looked down at her, and suddenly realized that she had become a bit of a woman, and she was no longer so flamboyant.

At the top of the attic, Mo Xiaohuan walked to the railing and looked at the various flowers below.

There was still a bit of cold breeze blowing slowly, blowing away the scent of flowers under the attic, and it entered the nostrils.

Yu Beiming looked at her and felt that she was very peaceful at the moment.

"Why did you build this loft?" Mo Xiaohuan asked him suddenly.

Yu Beiming, who had already walked behind her, froze slightly when he heard this, looked down at her, and then followed her gaze to the flowers below, his eyes filled with various emotions.

At first?Isn't it because of... Yu Beiming lowered his head and looked at Mo Xiaohuan again, losing his thoughts.

"Is it because I look like Mo Qinghuan?" Mo Xiaohuan asked him directly.

Maybe her words touched the string in his heart, his face froze, but not long after, he suddenly smiled, pulled her body and raised her face, and said, "Are you jealous?"

Mo Xiaohuan also smiled, very charmingly, and answered him softly, wrapped his arms around his neck, and said, "What if I say yes?"

Yu Beiming smiled even more happily, put his hands on her waist, and lowered his head to touch her forehead, "That's even better, it's not in vain that Gu Wang cares so much..." He paused.

"Huh? Tell me." Mo Xiaohuan urged him, her eyes blinking at him.

Yu Beiming stared blankly at Mo Xiaohuan, who looked like Mo Qinghuan in front of him, struggling alone in his heart.

Mo Qinghuan... She was once a pain in his heart, a pain forever.

Mo Xiaohuan saw that his face had changed a little, so she knew her guess in her heart, so she put down her arms around his neck, looked at him, turned her head to look at the flowers under the attic, and sighed softly, "Look, you don't care for her." The flowers planted are beautiful."

Yu Beiming looked at her, feeling a little lonely in her expression, for some reason, it hurt his heart.

"Xiaohuan..." Yu Beiming stretched out his hand to pull her over, asking her to face him, "Mo Qinghuan is the past of the lonely king, but you are the future of the lonely king." Make a fist.

Yu Beiming buried his face in Mo Xiaohuan's hair, deeply absorbing her fragrance.

Mo Xiaohuan asked herself that she didn't like him very much, but she was attached to him. She liked his warm embrace and the sense of security he gave her.

Mo Xiaohuan thought of what Huanpei said, her beautiful eyes flickered slightly.

Maybe, she can give it a try and accept Yu Beiming, even if the day of parting will be in the near future.

Yu Beiming...

Mo Xiaohuan reached out and hugged Yu Beiming's solid back, and when he got close to him, he smelled his masculine breath, which was very nice.

"...Don't disobey the lonely king again, eh?" Yu Beiming stroked her hair gently with one hand.

Mo Xiaohuan raised a mischievous smile, with naughty eyes, "Impossible."

Yu Beiming let her go, was about to get angry, but saw the sly smile in her eyes, froze for a moment, then pulled his lips lightly, without speaking.

Mo Xiaohuan ignored him, turned around and said melodiously, "If I don't offend you, then I won't be Mo Xiaohuan."

When Yu Beiming heard her words, he smiled, sincerely.

She was right, if he didn't quarrel with her, it wouldn't be her style at all.

"Then you can't always challenge the patience of the lonely king." Yu Beiming supported Mo Xiaohuan's shoulders with both hands and turned her body to face him again.

Mo Xiaohuan raised his eyebrows, rolled his eyes, and said, "Yes. But there are conditions."

Yu Beiming pursed her lips and muttered to herself: Why is this little woman so smart, she has to put conditions on everything.

"When you talk to me, you can't call yourself 'lonely king', you have to call 'I', I feel a little disgusted." Mo Xiaohuan looked at him.

Yu Beiming's face darkened a little, as if he was very dissatisfied with her request.

"Don't agree? Okay, then let's get along as usual." Seeing that he refused, Mo Xiaohuan waved her hands and shrugged indifferently.

Yu Beiming glared at her, as if he wanted to catch her and beat her up, but he never did.

Both stood their ground.

Mo Xiaohuan pulled him to sit on the cool stone bench, and then sat on his warm lap.

Looking at her, Yu Beiming didn't expect her intentions. He felt that she wanted to rely on him, so he held her face in both hands and said, "Gu Wang... No, I promise you."

Mo Xiaohuan looked at him in surprise, she never thought that he would agree.

Such a proud and conceited guy would actually agree...

Yu Beiming lowered his head and sealed her slightly parted red lips, slowly seeking for her sweetness.

Because she let go of the remaining grudges against him in her heart, Mo Xiaohuan also put her arms around his neck and responded to him wholeheartedly.

"Can you do it today?" Yu Beiming asked the blushing Mo Xiaohuan in a hoarse voice.

When Mo Xiaohuan was asked this question, her face turned even redder, but she noticed something.

Yu Beiming began to respect her.

Panting a bit coquettishly, Mo Xiaohuan jumped out of his arms while he was not paying attention, hid far away, and said with a smile, "It depends on the situation." After speaking, he ran away quickly.

Yu Beiming's lust had already been aroused by this kiss, but now she was allowed to run away, jumping with anger in his heart, and kept cursing.

Taking a deep breath to relieve the anger in his body, Yu Beiming stood up and walked to the railing. Mo Xiaohuan could be seen from a distance, and the corners of his lips raised unconsciously.

Mo Xiaohuan, let's see where you are going to escape tonight.

It's Night Fuyao Temple

Mo Xiaohuan was soaking happily in the bathtub at the moment. A thick layer of flower petals was sprinkled on the water surface. Although it was thick, the smell was just a faint fragrance.

Mo Xiaohuan couldn't help pursing his lips and secretly laughing as he thought about the last trick he used to tease Yu Beiming in the attic today.

Xiaotao stood aside and looked at her inexplicably, wondering what happened to her master today, why she was so happy, she was not usually like this.

"Princess... seems very happy today, can you tell Xiaotao?" Xiaotao finally couldn't help asking.