When Zhai Xiying returned to the main room, she opened the door and saw You Ruo pouring tea.

He stretched out his hand to take away the cold water that Youruogu wanted to drink, "It's cold, you can't drink it." Then he collected all the water, leaving Youruo in a daze in the room.

Youruo was just thirsty when she fell asleep and planned to drink water and continue sleeping. Why did Zhai Xiying argue with her as soon as he appeared?

She went back to bed depressed, she was thirsty and couldn't sleep!

The door opened again, Zhai Xiying looked at the thirsty woman on the bed, and poured a glass of warm water on the tea cup.

"Drink." A glass of water appeared in front of Youruo.

Youruo was confused and asked, "It's not poisonous?" He took it and smelled it, but it was not poisonous.

"Do you think this king wants to harm you at every turn?"

"I'm sleepy." She handed the teacup to Zhai Xiying and told him to get out, and she continued to sleep.

Zhai Xiying endured the depression, put down her teacup, took off her coat, and crawled into Youruo's warm bed.

His body was still a little cold, so he didn't dare to take Youruo into his arms too early.

After a while, Zhai Xiying moved closer to Youruo and hugged her.

Being held by Zhai Xiying with her soft and fragrant body always made him burst into tears.

Zhai Xiying's hands wandered restlessly over You Ruo's body, her waist... her lower abdomen... and the two plump lumps of flesh on her chest.

Youruo couldn't bear it anymore and hit the offending hand on his body, only to realize that the force was strong and indirectly hit him in the chest.

"I will rub it for you. It won't hurt!" With the excuse, Zhai Xiying kneaded Youruo hard.

Zhai Xiying also deliberately got closer to Youruo so that Youruo could clearly feel Xiaoxiaoying.

"Are you acting like a hooligan in the middle of the night?" Youruo said coldly.

Zhai Xiying shamelessly held Youruo's earlobe in her mouth and whispered, "It's called loving your child, not being a hooligan."

"Do you love Lu Youruo?" Youruo hated the cold.

Zhai Xiying was silent for a moment, put her hand on Youruo's chest, and made no move.

"Since you don't love her, everything is just hooliganism." You Ruo forcefully pulled out the hand on her body.

Zhai Xiying finally had a voice and asked: "Do you believe this king said he loves me?"

"Don't, I'll be so happy later!" The implication of the sentence is that Zhai Xiying has already made Youruo feel nauseous.

Zhai Xiying left Youruo and leaned against the bed, thinking about whether he loved Lu Youruo or not.

As for Youruo, who was more heartless, Zhai Xiying immediately fell asleep sweetly without disturbing her.

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"Ms. sir, do you love me?" A girl who was only eight years old was so shameless in discussing the love between men and women in front of thirteen-year-old Zhai Xiying.

Zhai Xiying decisively replied with two words, "I don't love you!"

Youruo was not frustrated and continued to ask: "If I am bullied, will you protect me?"

"For this kind of thing, go to Brother Sixth Emperor." Zhai Xiying still ignored You Ruo.

Youruo grabbed the corner of Zhai Xiying's clothes and murmured with tears in her eyes: "If one day I'm not by your side, will you miss me?"

"No!" You will not leave me, Zhai Xiying knows.

You Ruo sadly let go of Zhai Xiying's clothes. After a while, she continued to question Zhai Xiying as if she had been given a shot of blood.

"Do you have anyone you like?"

Zhai Xiying stared at Lu Youruo, "Yes."

"Is it me?" There was hope in You Ruo's eyes.

"Of course, no." Zhai Xiying teased the little girl with bad intentions.

The little girl persisted and continued to ask: "Then can you tell me who it is? I promise not to bother you for many days!"

After hearing that Lu Youruo didn't come to disturb him, Zhai Xiying thought of someone and said, "She is a girl from the mountains."

"Which mountain?"

Zhai Xiying generously revealed: "Jincheng Tianchi Mountain." He didn't know who the little girl who saved him five years ago was...
Chapter completed!