Transmigrating into a Doll Princess: Pink Princess

Especially the big bed in the middle of the room, with its snow-white and soft mattress and silk satin quilt, it looks very comfortable.

Well, how do you sleep in a big bed?

Hua Xiyue looked at Jia Ruo quietly, she always felt that Jia Ruo seemed to be a little different to her.

But I can't tell exactly where the difference is.

But she didn't dare to think too much, and she also knew that Yi Jiaruo's character at this time would definitely not have any wrong thoughts about herself. [

I'm afraid I'm the only one who thinks about something out of place at this moment...

Jia Ruo naturally also saw Hua Xiyue's 'ghostly brains', and understood her 'dirty' thoughts a little bit.

But he didn't point it out, and took off a set of quilts from the bed.A floor was laid on the ground.

He said lightly, "Go to sleep."

Sitting cross-legged on the floor, meditate.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Hua Xiyue's mouth, it's always like this.I still think about it myself.

He let himself be in the same room with him to guard against the surprise attack of the wolf demon in black. Although he didn't say anything, he seemed to have considered everything.

However, although he didn't have that kind of thought, he seemed to care a lot more about himself. Is it considered a kind of progress?

Has my half a year of hard work not been in vain?

She comforted herself, her heart was sweet and sour, bitter and astringent, and she couldn't tell what it was like.

Lying on the bed, looking at Jia Ruo who is meditating, he seems to have settled down at this moment.

The moonlight leaked in from the window, lingering around him like a quiet stream of water, coating his body with a faint layer of silver-white shimmer, his shiny black satin-like hair spread out, and the moonlight flowed on the blue hair , reflecting the gemstones on the forehead ring.

Quiet, quiet...

The deep and restrained eyebrows, and then down, are the cool and thin lips, just like the snow lotus on the top of Tianshan Mountain, a little bit cold and indifferent.

Alas, Hua Xiyue sighed faintly, hid in the quilt, looked at him bewilderedly, her heart was hot and cold.

Suddenly, she slowly slipped down the ground and came to Jia Ruo.