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Chapter eight hundred and ninety seventh love words in the morning

The next morning, Luo Zhaoyun hugged Dou Hongxin's body and fell asleep quietly. That night, he was in a state of high mental tension, which was like a scam with a tiger.

Fortunately, Luo Zhaoyun did not feel the strong murderous intent on her, otherwise she would not have taken such a risk.

However, I haven't decided yet how to resettle her. At least I have to confirm her identity and rule out that she will not hurt other princesses and princesses, so that she can contact everyone. It is safer to isolate her now.

A ray of sunshine shines on the ground, bright and warm. On winter mornings, a layer of frost was formed on the window lattice. Although there was no fire in the house at night, the room was too big and it was still a bit cold.

Luo Zhaoyun has always wanted to promote heating. The design drawing has been told to some royal craftsmen that they should build and install it, provided that the air pressure of the boiler must be guaranteed.

When Dou Hongxin woke up, he felt his limbs entangled and his body was lying in the man's arms without any barriers. He was pressed against each other's red and white. With a slight movement, he could feel the other person's skin rubbing and some abnormal movement.

Her body trembled at first, and then she felt bad. She knew that her nightmare was still going on. She became a beauties in the Dahua Palace, and she was still the kind of person who had not been exposed.

"Awaken?" Luo Zhaoyun smiled slightly, his arms couldn't help but tighten, hugging her tighter.

"Your Majesty, it's too tight."

"I want to get closer to you, because you are already one of the people I am closest to." Luo Zhaoyun said with a smile.

Dou Hongxing was stunned for a moment. He had never heard such soft love words. He felt a little embarrassed, but his heart felt warm and a little sweet.

The woman who lost her life especially likes to listen to love words to coax people, so she feels safe.

Dou Hongxian has been fighting with heaven and man these days, and the conflicts are very complicated. Coupled with the previous experience of the country being destroyed and the family being destroyed, she has lived with a will to revenge and came to Chang'an City, and was willing to enter the palace to assassinate. These are all subconscious thoughts that dominate herself. Once this goal is denied by herself, she will easily be unable to find her direction after it collapses.

After all, this woman is not very old, only about twenty years old. She has been learning art in the mountains when she was a teenager. Her master told her that she had a long relationship and allowed her to go down the mountain to experience it. Originally, Dou Hongxin was betrothed by Dou Jiande to Su Dingfang and set her name. Unfortunately, before she could get married, Xia Kingdom was destroyed.

Dou Jiande was killed, and Su Dingfang was seriously injured in the war. The two men who had something to do with her were gone. At the moment, only Luo Zhaoyun, who had all kinds of connections with her.

"Last night, I felt very comfortable, Xiao Ai, I found that I like you more and more."

Dou Hongshi's cheeks were a little blushed. Thinking that he was so tired that he was tortured by him last night, it was really hard to believe that it was his actions.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that your endurance was so good, and it could stand up to you than the other princesses." Luo Zhaoyun chuckled, hugged her body, and made her back close to her chest. Both of them curled up, but they cleverly fit.

"..." Dou Hongseong really didn't know how to answer the conversation.

"Your Majesty, it's dawn, get up."

"I want to hug you for a while. How big a cause and effect were in the previous life to be able to win the fate of husband and wife in this life?"
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