The evil king favors his stubborn wife

Chapter 43 I Didn't Sneeze On Purpose

She looked apologetically at Ming Han who looked down at her, "I didn't mean to."

Minghan didn't speak, seeing her regretful to the point of crying, suddenly wanted to laugh.

She always does some shocking things that make people laugh, just want to pamper her, there is no reason, just a hidden instinct, want to see her happy.

However, her depressed appearance is also very funny, for example, now.

"Let's... start over, shall we?"

Su Xiaoxiao tried to ask him, her bright black pupils were full of hope, she said, "Well...I promise I won't sneeze this time, really."

"Go to sleep."

Minghan moved his body slightly, kissed her forehead, and then reached out to help her tuck the corner of the quilt.

so disappointed.

Su Xiaoxiao pouted her mouth, heartbroken.

There would have been a gentle and beautiful kiss, maybe there will be a [beep——] or something.

But now, it's all because of that damn sneeze that greatly discounted that beautiful kiss.

After much deliberation, Su Xiaoxiao couldn't be reconciled, grabbed the corner of the quilt, looked angrily at Minghan who had closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, turned over suddenly, aimed at his mouth, and kissed him deeply.

I finally earned it back, Su Xiaoxiao thought.

Lying back down again, Su Xiaoxiao was in a very comfortable mood. Anyway, whoever kisses someone is not always kissed. If you kiss someone, you will earn money.

But this time, it was Minghan's turn to be unable to fall asleep, the remaining warmth on his lips was still there, soft but not lacking in strength, but he always felt that it was not enough, he always felt that he was very greedy for that clumsy but real warmth.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, over that thin body, and hugged her gently in his arms.

It's really warm, Ming Han thought.

Feeling her slightly sluggish body, through the thin underwear, it seems that she can even feel her impressively accelerated heartbeat.

That night, Minghan slept soundly, as if his heart had been silent in the ice cellar for more than twenty years. On this day, he was suddenly approached by a torch, and it became warmer before he knew it.

He likes this feeling.

Ming Yixi was wrapped in the quilt, and only got up when the sun was shining on his buttocks. Xiao Xiaobai was kicked aside when he fell asleep again, and curled up pitifully.

He hugged Xiao Xiaobai, tidied his clothes indiscriminately, walked out of the bamboo hut, looked at the rising sun, and suddenly said: "The road is long and long..."

His mother often said that he didn't understand much, but he always felt that it was very deep.

After simply eating some dry food, packed up and saluted, Ming Yixi hugged Xiao Xiaobai and started to circle around the Wuming Sect again.

As for how big the Wuming Cult really is, that fellow Chi Yue once foolishly experimented. He rode a horse and ran around the periphery of the Wuming Cult to see when he could return to the original place.

So, he ran for a day and a night...

When Su Xiaoxiao woke up, the sky was already bright, and when he turned over, Ming Han was no longer there.

Stretching out his hand to feel it, the place where he slept has gone cold, it seems that he has been away for a long time.

Feeling a little inexplicably lost in her heart, Su Xiaoxiao got up, dressed and washed, then sneaked to the bamboo house to see if her precious son had left.

The bamboo house was messy, but the quilt was still warm. Like her, that kid liked to stay in bed. It seemed that he couldn't sleep well elsewhere, so he got up earlier than usual.

At this moment, I am afraid that he has gone through thousands of mountains and rivers in the Wuming Sect again?
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(End of this chapter)