Living With The Emperor: The Agent Queen

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On the dragon bed, she was in his arms... (5)

Feeling Ximen Yehan's arm leaving her waist, Dongfang Lixiao didn't dare to move, and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep in a hurry.

"Okay, I know, you're awake!"

Above his head, Ximen Yehan's voice came. [

There is a smile in the gentleness, which is also mixed with a bit of ridicule.

Knowing that the plan of pretending to sleep was seen through, Dongfang Lixiao had no choice but to open his eyes.

Looking up at Ximen Yehan, she wanted to look shocked.

However, seeing his black handwriting and smiling at his funny face, she just couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What are you laughing at?!"

Seeing her abrupt smile, Ximen Yehan couldn't help but stop smiling, showing doubts.

"I……"

Dongfang Lixiao tried his best to stop smiling, and his thoughts turned to the countermeasures.

"I'm the ink stain on the face of the Laughing Emperor. Have you forgotten that last night, you fought with the slave and lost so badly!"

While speaking, she deliberately showed shock.

"Ah... where am I..."

Standing up abruptly, Dongfang Lixiao hurriedly slipped out of Ximen Yehan's arms.

"Long live, slave...how could this slave be on your bed...the slave must be drunk, Your Majesty, please forgive me..."

Dongfang Lixiao huddled in a corner of the dragon bed, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Fist?Ink!

Ximen Yehan got out of bed and grabbed the dragon mirror on the table next to the bed.

Seeing the ink stains on his face, Ximen Yehan couldn't help but doubt himself.

Could it be that he remembered that kiss wrongly? !

He looked suspiciously at Dongfang Lixiao who was slipping down from the bed, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught the sleeve on the carpet. [

Dongfang Lixiao also noticed the sleeve, she was busy and bent over to pick it up.

Ximen Yehan was one step ahead of her, picking up the torn sleeve piece in his hands.