The queen's wife hunts dragons

Chapter 408 But Your Man Is The Real Thing

With the girl's eyes wide open and her wet eyes full of disbelief, the man pinched her chin with his slender hands and kissed her gently.

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, and it fell on the shoulders and hair of the two of them one after another.

Mo Shisheng's long eyelashes were sparkling, and her eyes couldn't help trembling slightly due to the cold breath, and pitifully retracted the hand hanging around the man's neck, "It's so cold..."

Hearing this, the man finally put the girl on the ground, and put a white fox fur cape on the girl's slender shoulders.

Hanging eyes fastened the belt for her, and then squeezed the girl's cold hands tightly to warm her up.

The corners of Mo Shisheng's lips curled up involuntarily, and the bottom of his eyes could not conceal his joy, "Ming Beiya, are you the second distinguished guest from the Southern Kingdom besides me?"

"Ah."

Ming Beiya nodded lightly, raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Shisheng coolly, "I know I'm physically weak, but I only wear this little in such a cold day, is it itchy?"

"Don't you know if it's itchy or not? Besides, you just cleaned me up."

Mo Shisheng pursed his lips, his tone was soft and waxy, with a hint of coquettishness in it, the man's heart suddenly softened into a mess.

Until the girl's little hand warmed up slightly, he pinched the girl's little hand and brought it to his lips, kissing her white and tender fingertips, and said helplessly, "How can you let me rest assured that you are alone?"

"one person?"

Mo Shisheng immediately caught the important point in his words, "Where are you going?"

Ming Beiya slightly hooked his lips, but did not answer.

Realizing this, Mo Shisheng's mood suddenly dropped by more than half. She felt that she was the closest person to Ming Beiya, but she knew nothing about Ming Beiya.

This feeling made her very uncomfortable.

But thinking about my own life experience is also a mystery, the more I think about it, the more my head hurts, so I simply don't care about those messy things, so as not to affect my mood.

Mo Shisheng thought of what Nan Chen said again, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know what the big gift Qi Guo is going to give?"

"do not know."

Ming Beiya raised his eyes slightly, and looked straight into the beautiful eyes of the girl, "I threw away the real distinguished guests from Nanguo on the way. I just came here tonight, and I don't know anything about Qiguo."

"Throw?"

The corner of Mo Shisheng's mouth twitched slightly, and he raised his hand to pinch the man's beautiful side face, "So you are a fake?"

"Your guest is a counterfeit, but your man is the real deal."

Ming Beiya chuckled, leaned over and kissed the girl on the forehead.

She trembled her long eyelashes slightly, and the corners of her lips raised uncontrollably, "I haven't admitted that you are my man yet."

"Really?" Ming Beiya squatted down slowly, picked up the silver-white mask that fell on the ground and was about to be buried in snow, and gently put it on that beautiful face.

Mo Shisheng couldn't see his face for a moment, and said dissatisfied: "Now I finally understand why you liked to take off my mask at that time."

"The banquet is still going on, don't you want to know the big gift from Qi Guo?"

Ming Beiya raised his hand to rub the girl's soft hair, and raised his hand to put the fluffy hat on the cloak on for her.

Her jet-black hair was a little bit organized, but her beautiful eyes were clearer than water, and she was wrapped in white clothes, like a snow fairy who came on snow in the harsh wind and frost.

Elegant and cool, sacred and inviolable.

Ming Beiya's black eyes overflowed with doting, this is his girl.

(End of this chapter)