Chapter 553 Willing to Be His Majesty's Best Minister 36

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Xiao Mokuang felt as if he had been electrocuted, and he withdrew his hand instantly.

The little girl seemed to be satisfied now, she relaxed her brows, adjusted her posture again, and continued to sleep.

Xiao Mokuang narrowed his eyes at this contented little look, then raised his hand to wrap around her waist, and brought her to his side.

The little girl's brows were instantly furrowed, and finally she clung to his side with a bit of a pitiful taste, adjusted her posture and fell asleep. The Taifu was satisfied.

Feel the drowsiness coming up from him.

She also closed her eyes obediently, and soon fell asleep like this.

Chu Ci probably fell asleep for an hour before opening her eyes.

This sleep was quite comfortable, and I don't know if it was because of Xiao Mo's crazy rubbing, but when he woke up, Chu Ci's neck didn't feel uncomfortable anymore.

Just opening his eyes, seeing Xiao Mokuang's face so close is still a bit uncomfortable.

The tip of his nose was lingering with a touch of sandalwood, and he was still asleep. His eyes, which were as deep as the sea of ​​ink, were closed in this way, which reduced the oppression and the fear of giving people a smile that is not a smile, and looked a little peaceful and more It looks good.

Chu Ci blinked her eyes, her mouth was thirsty, and after thinking about the possibility of calling someone to give her water without waking this guy up, she silently broke the hand that was on her waist , breaking apart little by little.

I don't know how the two of them slept together.

Chu Ci had just escaped from his clutches, sat up, her hair was disheveled, stretched slightly, and planned to get out of bed.

Yet another hand was bound around her waist, grabbing her movements all at once.

"where to?"

His voice was heavy with drowsiness because he hadn't woken up, and his voice was also low, slightly hoarse, with a hint of impatience for getting up.

When Chu Ci turned her head, she saw him propped up slightly, his black hair scattered on the bed, his brows were slightly frowned, his black eyes were half-opened, his clothes were a little messy at the moment, and his white jade-like but firm chest could be seen.

It even added a little beauty to his cold and irritable aura.

It's just that he was a little depressed, and his eyes were full of dissatisfaction with being woken up.

"I'm a little thirsty." Chu Ci looked at the hand around her waist, her tone was quite innocent, she tilted her head and looked at him, stretched out her little hand, and began to pinch his fingers, trying to squeeze him. His hands were separated from his waist.

Xiao Mokuang frowned even tighter, changed his posture to lie down, and held Chu Ci tightly with the other hand, watching Chu Ci fall down between the bedding unprepared again, the girl's hair Silk brushed across his cheek, but he himself got up, touched a cup from the side, poured half a glass of water into the cup, but found that the water in the pot had been cold for some time.

The corners of his lips were pursed tightly, and he slept very deeply this time, but he was woken up by Chu Ci's movements. He couldn't suppress the air pressure when he got up, and his eyebrows were raised, and he didn't even bother to hide it.

It looked like it was about to get angry.

The little girl poked her head out from beside him, gave him a strange look, and then stretched out her white and tender hands, wanting to take another cup from the table.

His hand was seized by him.

Seeing that the little emperor looked up at him blankly, he looked like he didn't understand what he was going to do.