The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 1844 Want to Blaspheme Today (63)

Xibel's lips hooked slightly: "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

Xavier drooped his eyelashes, and asked Xibel in a low voice: "Aren't you going back to your room to rest?"

"Back." Hiber nodded.

Xavier pursed his lips lightly, and he stopped talking, but just looked at her quietly, as if asking when she would go upstairs, or...asking why she didn't go upstairs.

Seeing the vague urging in the blonde beauty's blue eyes, Sibel couldn't help but smile slightly.

She said, "Don't worry, I'll be here when I finish my milk."

"..."

Xavier lowered his eyes, "I'm not in a hurry."

Hiber drank the hot milk in one gulp and put the cup on the table.

She got up from the sofa, and the soft red nightgown fell down with the girl's movement, covering the girl's fair thighs, only revealing her slender calves.

She walked up the stairs, holding on to the railing all the way up.

She stepped on the stairs, step by step, and slowly walked in front of the blond young man.

"Your Majesty, have you been waiting for a long time?" She tilted her head and smiled maliciously at the blond young man.

Xavier stood in front of Xibel, he didn't speak, just bent down to get closer to the girl.

The young man's long eyelashes drooped slightly, looking at the approaching young man, the girl blinked her eyelashes blankly, looking at him with some confusion.

"what happened?"

As soon as the girl finished speaking, the cold and soft fingertips of the young man in front of her had already touched her lips.

Hiber's eyelashes fluttered.

She wanted to step back, but the young man said in a low tone, "Don't move."

The girl in front of him looked at him blankly and innocently, his light-colored pupils reflected his figure, and the black hair brushed her eyebrows and eyes, but she didn't know that she was looking up at this moment with her head blankly and innocently. The lips were covered with a thin layer of milky white liquid.

If there is a faint fragrance, it seems to be a faint milky fragrance.

Very tempting.

She felt the young man's fingertips caressing her lips left and right. The other party seemed to see the doubts in her heart. He explained in a low voice: "There are milk stains on my lips."

After that, Xavier turned his palm upwards, showing the milk stain on his fingertips to Xibel.

He paused, as if explaining what Xibel said before, and said, "I haven't waited long."

Xibel looked down and saw it, she reached out and subconsciously touched her lips.

It's been cleaned and nothing can be touched.

"Oh, I thought it was something, it turned out to be milk stains." She put down her hand and chuckled, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Her eyes fell on the young man's snow-white fingertips, which exuded milky milk stains, and she asked Xavier, "Do you need me to wipe your crown?"

Xavier shook his head slightly, "You don't have a handkerchief, I'll wipe it off with a handkerchief later."

The girl was wearing a thin nightdress, where did she get a handkerchief.

Hearing this, the girl in front of him said to him meaningfully: "Some things don't have to be wiped with a handkerchief..."

"?"

Xavier looked at her suspiciously.

Xibel stretched out her hand and held the slender wrist of the blond-haired young man. She looked down at the milk stains on the young man's fingertips, and asked in an unhurried tone, "Wipe it on me, or on His Majesty's body?"

Wipe body, body?
The golden beauty raised her eyelashes slightly, and looked at her blankly.

Xibel tilted his head to look at him, and then said meaningfully: "Forget it, let's wipe the crown."

(End of this chapter)