"Um... no..." He might have thought about coming again, she was already exhausted. Xiahou Xiyue reached out and pushed his chest, frightened by his strong desire.

"Xiao Yue'er..." Seeing her face showing a look of horror, even if she was unwilling, he could only choose to stop. He pulled the quilt on her body high and wrapped her body, buried her face in her neck and murmured, "Don't be afraid of me, I won't hurt you."

"I'm not afraid of you, ...I..." Was he angry? Xiahou Xiyue wanted to explain something anxiously, but she didn't know how to say it.

"I know, shuh, don't say anything, just let me hold you quietly." Duanmu Xiu stretched out a finger and tapped her lips.

Xiahou Xiyue nodded, but her body was still stiff.

"You have been sleeping for so long, you must be hungry, get up and dress." She was not used to facing him like this, Duanmu Xiu decided to give her some time to adapt, put the prepared clothes on the bed, and thoughtfully lowered the curtains, so that she could put them on the clothes inside.

Xiahou Xiyue blinked and was moved by his considerateness.

"I just received information from Yan Shisan about the South Vietnamese. The witch clan and the national sect are hostile forces. If I had known this was the case, I would not have let them go yesterday." Duanmu Xiu saw that the atmosphere was a little weird, so he changed the subject.

"Are the witch clan and the national teacher hostile forces?" Xiahou Xiyue asked questions while wearing clothes.

"The witch clan and the national teacher are both working for the royal family of the South Vietnamese king, but their approach to handling matters is ambiguous, and the contradictions are getting deeper and eventually they become hostile forces." Duanmu Xiu explained.

"So that's the case. The national teacher is bad. The witch clan must be a good person. They will definitely send us back to modern times." Xiahou Xiyue said optimistically.

"I hope so." There is no record of much in the information sent by Yan Shisan.

"When will we set out to Nanyue?" Xiahou Xiyue put on her clothes, got out of bed and sat down at the dressing table.

"We'll set off right after lunch later." Duanmu Xiu picked up the wet towel beside him and handed it to her to wipe her face.

"Are you so anxious?" Xiahou Xiyue took the towel and looked at him in a little surprised.

"I don't know how long it will take to leave from here to Nanyue. I don't want to have too many dreams." I don't want to have a lot of troubles. Duanmu Xiu picked up a comb and comb her hair. Her soft, black and shiny hair was what he liked.

"Oh." Xiahou Xiyue said in a muffled voice.

"Madam, don't you want to go back so soon?" Duanmu Xiu saw that her face was a little dark, and immediately raised her chin and stared at her and asked.

"I don't have it. You are the president and you have so many businesses. If you are not here, Wuhen and the others will definitely be very busy. It's okay to go back early. I don't care." There are still many things waiting for him to deal with in modern times. She can't ask him to stay and play with her so willfully, Xiahou Xiyue said with a far-fetched smile.

"My wife is really a rare virtuous wife, gentle and considerate. It is the right decision for me to marry you." Duanmu Xiu's lips curled a doting smile, and a thoughtful light flashed in his eyes.

"Really? You really don't regret marrying me?" She always felt that they were getting married in a church, like a dream, not real at all.

"If you say this, I'll be angry." She didn't believe that he really married her? Duanmu Xiu frowned.

If you like this article, please welcome the QQ of the rice ball.: 2252800510 verification. Please indicate which website you are reading, otherwise you will ignore it! "Um... no..." He wouldn't think about it again, she was already exhausted. Xiahou Xiyue reached out and pushed his chest, frightened by his strong desire.

"Xiao Yue'er..." Seeing her face showing a look of horror, even if she was unwilling, he could only choose to stop. He pulled the quilt on her body high and wrapped her body, buried her face in her neck and murmured, "Don't be afraid of me, I won't hurt you."

"I'm not afraid of you, ...I..." Was he angry? Xiahou Xiyue wanted to explain something anxiously, but she didn't know how to say it.

"I know, shuh, don't say anything, just let me hold you quietly." Duanmu Xiu stretched out a finger and tapped her lips.

Xiahou Xiyue nodded, but her body was still stiff.

"You have been sleeping for so long, you must be hungry, get up and dress." She was not used to facing him like this, Duanmu Xiu decided to give her some time to adapt, put the prepared clothes on the bed, and thoughtfully lowered the curtains, so that she could put them on the clothes inside.

Xiahou Xiyue blinked and was moved by his considerateness.

"I just received information from Yan Shisan about the South Vietnamese. The witch clan and the national sect are hostile forces. If I had known this was the case, I would not have let them go yesterday." Duanmu Xiu saw that the atmosphere was a little weird, so he changed the subject.

"Are the witch clan and the national teacher hostile forces?" Xiahou Xiyue asked questions while wearing clothes.

"The witch clan and the national teacher are both working for the royal family of the South Vietnamese king, but their approach to handling matters is ambiguous, and the contradictions are getting deeper and eventually they become hostile forces." Duanmu Xiu explained.

"So that's the case. The national teacher is bad. The witch clan must be a good person. They will definitely send us back to modern times." Xiahou Xiyue said optimistically.

"I hope so." There is no record of much in the information sent by Yan Shisan.

"When will we set out to Nanyue?" Xiahou Xiyue put on her clothes, got out of bed and sat down at the dressing table.

"We'll set off right after lunch later." Duanmu Xiu picked up the wet towel beside him and handed it to her to wipe her face.

"Are you so anxious?" Xiahou Xiyue took the towel and looked at him in a little surprised.

"I don't know how long it will take to leave from here to Nanyue. I don't want to have too many dreams." I don't want to have a lot of troubles. Duanmu Xiu picked up a comb and comb her hair. Her soft, black and shiny hair was what he liked.

"Oh." Xiahou Xiyue said in a muffled voice.

"Madam, don't you want to go back so soon?" Duanmu Xiu saw that her face was a little dark, and immediately raised her chin and stared at her and asked.

"I don't have it. You are the president and you have so many businesses. If you are not here, Wuhen and the others will definitely be very busy. It's okay to go back early. I don't care." There are still many things waiting for him to deal with in modern times. She can't ask him to stay and play with her so willfully, Xiahou Xiyue said with a far-fetched smile.

"My wife is really a rare virtuous wife, gentle and considerate. It is the right decision for me to marry you." Duanmu Xiu's lips curled a doting smile, and a thoughtful light flashed in his eyes.

"Really? You really don't regret marrying me?" She always felt that they were getting married in a church, like a dream, not real at all.

"If you say this, I'll be angry." She didn't believe that he really married her? Duanmu Xiu frowned.

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