MTL - How to Survive As a Villain-Chapter 208 This Xiao is always skinny, not as good as us...

Luhe Qing slightly picked up the next memorial, got up and walked to the palace, the time was not early, Xiao Yuan could not sleep without anyone, he had to hurry back.

Luhe Qing returned to the palace, called back the following guards, and pushed the door into it. Just stepping into the palace, Luhe Qing realized the difference between today and the past.

Usually, no matter how late the river is, Xiao Yu'an will definitely wait for him with a candle. In the past few days, Xiao Yuan had to stay on the bed and wait for him to come back. When he came back, he smiled and shouted at his brother.

Today, the palace is dark, and even the incense that serves Xiao Yu'an is not there.

The river was cleared for a while, and the moonlight entered the palace by the bright moonlight. The corner of the palace was filled with incense and unidentified incense. The white smoke was intertwined with the moonlight, and when the river went to the bed, it suddenly stopped.

On the bed, Xiao Yu'an's hands were tied by red silk. The whole person was huddled in a corner and tied to the bed. The blue silk was scattered, the clothes on the upper body were open, and the body of the white frosty snow was looming, so it was a fascinating scene.

Xiao Yu'an waited for a while, his hands and feet were numb. He obviously deliberately spent so long. When he saw Luohe Qing, he was a little nervous. He swallowed it and stammered and said, "Hey, my brother, are you back, come back?" ”

Luohe Qing gaze at him for a while, went to the wooden table and lit the candle, and then walked back to the bed and reached out to care for Xiao Yu'an.

Xiao Liang's fingertips let Xiao Yu Ans shrink, Xiao Yuan thought that Luhe Qing was finally not angry, and looked up and kissed.

Who knows that Luhe Qing has a partial bias, and his fingertips rubbed the wound of Xiao Yu'an's abdomen: "Is it changed today?"

Xiao Yuan quickly said: "Changed."

Luhe Qing slammed, untied the red silk of Xiao Yu'an's hands and body, pulled his clothes, and stuffed the quilt into the quilt.

Xiao Yuan was anxious to grab the wrist of Luhe Qing and pull him to himself: "Hey, I really know it wrong!"

Luhe Qing looked at Xiao Yu'an and his eyes were dark. He said, "Xiao Yuan, I have dreamt of you more than two hundred times. Almost every time, you are dying in front of me. Later, in these few days, I will never dream of you." I dreamed that you would jump off the cliff, smash the bones, have no bones, and never come back to me."

Xiao Yuan’s throat slammed and said, “Hey brother...I...I...”

Xiao Yu'an couldn't explain the explanation. He bowed his head and held back the acidity of his eyes. He thought about how to be good.

Luohe Qing looked at him and suddenly remembered that when Xiao Yu’s soul came back, he threw him out of the palace. On that day, the snow was flying. Xiao Yu’an was thin, about because the pain was about cold, and his eyes were now It is red.

Luhe Qing suddenly felt distressed.

Luohe Qing sat on the bed, and Xiao Yuan kissed him on the bedpost, kissed his eyes and kissed his thin lips, and cherished it.

A kiss, Xiao Yu'an refers to the heavens and the earth, one word and one word: "Make sure you dream of a lively and swaying me who can spin back."

Luhe Qing slammed, just let Xiao Yuan hurry to rest and recover. Xiao Yuan suddenly grabbed his sleeve, smiled and stammered: "Phase, Xiang Gong, look, see, today, good scenery, not as good as, Such as......"

Half said, Xiao Yuan can't really talk about it, touch his cheeks and look at the sky: "Cough, can't say it, how shameful..."

I didn’t know that Xiao Yu’an’s voice was not falling. Suddenly, he was pressed down on the bed by the river. The river was slightly rushed and his eyes were screaming. Although the voice was restrained but shivered slightly, he said, “What are you calling me?”