It was not long before he closed his eyes and went back to bed.

Light, thin lips gently pull a light curve.

The moonlight spilled out of the window reflected the face of a man who was clean and good-looking.

And the smile in the corner of his mouth.

That little smile, hopeful, cherished, missed, yet almost desperate.

= = =

Even though the jealous emperor said he was angry.

But Muyan actually drank a lot of spirit wine this evening, and the treatment for Luo Yunxiao consumed almost all his spiritual power, so as soon as he entered the room, he was nestled in the arms of Emperor, and his heart slept in peace.

The Emperor is eager to settle after the fall. He can see the sweet sleeping face of Mu Yan, but he can't wake up.

Ultimately, she just held people in her arms and gently dropped a kiss in her eyebrow.

By the next day, the emperor had no reason to be angry.

Because Luo Yunxiao left only a few training books and platforms to say goodbye.

And it's not for Muang, it's for everyone.

Just leave it to Muay, a little more.

But that's also because, in the Gateway, only Muyan is the real master from Luo Yunxiao.

Whether swordsmanship or fu, Luo Yunxiao is the true master who teaches Mu Yan and introduces her to the door.

When I think about my uncle saying goodbye again, the next time I see him, I don't know when I'm going to see him. Everyone at home is a little lost.

Mu Yan lit Tianjin's chest, and he didn't have a good airway: “You're so suspicious of ghosts, you think Uncle Xiao has an intent on me. Haven't you seen Uncle Xiao shun us like a snake scorpion? ”

The emperor sneered and didn't speak.

Like a snake scorpion?

A person's behavior can be a lie.

But a man's eyes can't fool anyone.

Luo Yunxiao looked Mu Yan in the eye. Did you really think he couldn't see?

However, he did intend to back out and hide, and the emperor did not have a seizure.

Mu Yan sighed softly: “In fact, Uncle Xiao is a very soft person who is good for everyone we run away from. I don't know why, but I push myself hard, as if I can't help but get rid of my relationship with all the people in the world. It's too lonely, too hard to live like this. ”

"I haven't seen you care if I'm lonely or struggling." ”

Mu Yan chuckled and sneered at him, naturally saying: "Why should I care if you're alone or tired? ”

That sourness in my heart turned into a fire of jealousy.

Jun Mu Yan, you are better at that little white face than you are at Honjun!

When Mu Yan grabbed his hand gently, he said word for word: “Emperor, how can you be lonely and hard with me and Bao for the rest of your life? ”

The fire of acidity and jealousy, between moments, was poured clean.

And it was poured out with honey water.

Despite the strong self-repression of His Majesty, the rising corner of his mouth cannot be restrained.

Mu Yan looked at his arrogant appearance and felt more and more like Bao.

Besides, this is what Emperor Xuan shows only to her Junmuyan, and never to be seen by others.

When she thought about it, her heart was like a fire, hot, full of this man's figure.

She grabbed the collar of the emperor and forced him to bend down and gently affix his lips to his lips, "My lord, are you still jealous? ”

In response, the Emperor turned against the customer, grabbed her red lips and kissed her hard.