Princess, stop being a demon

Chapter 117 118. Like this, is it comfortable?

"Bah!" Amused by his pretending resentment, Mu Lingge finally stopped crying, "Stop talking nonsense, who is your wife?! You are shameless!"

"Yes yes yes, I don't feel ashamed as a husband, and as a husband I don't feel ashamed in front of my wife!" Yetong was half joking and half serious, but the tenderness on his face was so strong that he was about to drown him.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you!" Mu Linge curled her lips, thinking about her dying appearance, she said puzzledly, "Why am I like this? Also, why did you come?"

Ye Tong gently took out a simple and elegant handkerchief from his bosom, the color was very good, but it was embroidered with, uh, flowers?Or a spoiled flower?Or is it a leaf?Or a plum half-eaten by a bug?

Mu Linge stared blankly at him gently helping her wipe away the tears and snot on her face, her gaze touched the pattern on the handkerchief again, and she suddenly felt extremely blushing, as if she had embroidered the handkerchief by herself. But she lost her identity in front of others, like losing her face.

Her face turned red and white for a while, and the expression on her face changed extremely quickly. Yetong had been concentrating on helping her wipe her face, but for some reason, the corners of her thin mouth were raised up one after another. , seems to be very good.

"Well, my wife still looks clean and pretty." In the end, Yetong came to a conclusion like examining her own artwork.

"Hey! You make it sound like I've always been dirty! After all, she's a girl, so can't you be more tactful?" Mu Lingge wanted to jump up and give him a popcorn, but the reality didn't allow it, with all the strength in her body It seemed to be sucked out, even the roar now became weak, and it sounded like there were more elements of coquettishness.

Yetong's eyes flickered, and she smiled: "It's because of my husband's slip of the tongue. My husband will definitely remember that my wife is unparalleled in beauty no matter what! Well, just now, my husband will forget it. Believe me, my husband will definitely will forget!"

Saying this made her even more speechless. In order not to shame herself to death, Mu Linge decided to change the subject, "By the way, that, sleeping here is so comfortable!"

"Really? Is it really comfortable?!"

"You're a puppy!" Mu Linge raised her eyebrows, "It's okay to sleep with you!"

Yetong smiled deeply, "Well, I'll try to sleep!"

After saying that, Yetong really lay down, and hugged her into his arms very naturally, without changing his face, "Well, it's really comfortable." After finishing speaking, he tightened his arms and narrowed his eyes. eyeballed.

"I said it's very comfortable, but you don't believe it!" Mu Linge pouted, but immediately felt that something was wrong—what was wrong?

Yes!

It's the man who is lying beside her now, hugging him tightly!My God, my God, think about what I just said, if it is placed in modern times, it is obviously Hong Guoguo's 9 quotes——

However, it seems that it is not much better now, right?
Ahhh! ! !
Mu Linge screamed miserably a few times, and later, er, she was lying too comfortably, so she cursed a few times meaningly, and finally fell asleep sweetly.

On a cloud ten miles away, a black figure swayed slightly, and then lowered his eyes very slowly, with unknown emotions flowing in his eyes.

After a long time, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, his body moved instantly, and when he looked again, only the black corner of his clothes floated past the sky, and quickly disappeared in the extreme south direction...

(End of this chapter)