Chapter 275: His answer (3)

Chapter 275 His Answers (3)

"I didn't sleep yesterday night, I was doubled in the morning, and I should be very tired." Di Mo Xuan turned over from the bed, and the purple robe flew, and swept away a gorgeous afterimage.

His fascinating face is not unnatural.

It seems to be a normal thing to wash clothes for the night.

A few moments, Emperor Xu Xuan has stopped in front of the night.

The scent of sandalwood almost fascinated the night.

"You..." The night is clear and the brilliance is shining, and the heart is pounding.

Because she was too tired, she washed her clothes?

Has he ever done such a thing before?

Does this act of washing clothes for her, is it representative, and he already has an answer in his heart?

Her words could not be finished.

When the night fell, the body suddenly fell forward, and people fell into the arms of Emperor Xu Xuan.

The next second, the man's arm, tightened her waist.

"Small fall, you asked my question this morning, I thought for a long time..." Di Mo Xuan's low-pitched voice, sounded in the ear.

Long?

Is this also called for a long time?

This is related to the future of the two people, and even the matter of a lifetime, even if it is considered for a few days, or even a few months, it is normal.

Emperor Xu Xuan's long arm tightened a few points, his burning breath, almost stuck to the neck at night.

"After thinking about it, I still follow my original thoughts." In love, he doesn't know how to turn around, nor does he need to turn around.

The long delay of such problems will only make the other party more cranky.

"Small, I don't know what it is like to like, what is called love one person." Emperor Xu Xuanqi from the peach blossoms of the eyes, the sound of evil charms, low-dumb intoxicating.

His five fingers caught a small hand that was clear at night, and was hardly embedded between her fingers, interlocking with each other.

The heart that cleared the night violently beat and the breathing became rushed.

In the words of Emperor Xu Xuan, she faintly felt the meaning.

She shook her lips and her voice was dry. She was a little nervous: "I don't know how to feel like this."

Because I don't understand, in the face of Emperor Mo Xuan, this heart that jumps and jumps is a reflective acceleration.

Because I don't understand, I am used to the empathy, touch, kiss, and even after sleeping by him, the unclear feelings, accumulating little by little.

Night clearing is not a drag-and-drop.

Even in the face of feelings, this is also true.

She has lived for two generations, and she has never experienced such a ****. It is spent in the storm, fighting and killing.

After all, she is a woman.

For this mysterious, powerful man who can smash the ground, there is no doubt that the night is clear.

"So, what is your answer?" The night fell to the top.

The man’s smooth squatting greets him.

The face of the genius of the wind, a glimmer of color.

The brows are very small and extremely embarrassing.

It can be seen that Di Mo Xuan is also in tension.

I noticed this, and the gentleness of the night flowed through the eyebrows.

A pair of charming smudges have a smile, and the beautiful lines of the face are more and more soft.