Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 2367 Desert (68)

Hug him, cuddle, coax him gently.

"Don't think about it, I only love you."

She was in his arms, holding her tight.

His palm landed on her back, with enough force.

A hot kiss landed on her cheek.

The breath is overbearing and strong.

No chance to dodge at all.

She patted his back lightly, her voice soft.

"Okay, don't be angry."

Always angry, like a bad old man.

She leaned on him, rubbing her nose.

Try to reassure.

In this relationship, she has always taken the initiative.

Actively start, actively pursue.

However, he didn't know when, he became a little worried about gains and losses.

Suspicious, sensitive, irritable.

It even becomes irrational at times.

There is no reason at all.

Poor Her Royal Highness, it's okay to be tossed at night, and you have to coax this big jealousy during the day.

Often accompanied, almost inseparable.

She was in his arms, holding his face.

"Don't be angry anymore, huh?"

His angry expression was to keep kissing her without saying a word.

Every time.

His face was gloomy and cold, and it was very scary to look at.

She held him and pecked him.

Very handy and know what to do.

He would be relieved if only she kissed him.

Like a child, he is easily irritable, but he can be calmed down with a piece of candy.

Barely coaxed.

He stared at her with dark eyes.

Then, the cold gaze passed over her, looking outside.

His baby likes him, of course he knows.

It's just that the feeling of my baby being stared at by others is really annoying.

He was so annoyed that he wished he could goug out those ignorant dirty eyes.

He withdrew his gaze, his eyebrows still cold.

Although he was jealous, he did not vent his anger.

He only touched her face, and his voice was low.

"Are you tired?"

I didn't mention what happened just now, which means it's over.

For her, it is the past.

She sat on his lap and looked at him.

After watching for a while, he nodded.

I won't mention it any more.

"Sleepy."

She relaxed, as if she had lost her bones, she limp in his arms.

Slightly lowering his eyelids, he hummed softly twice, showing his tiredness.

It was like a kitten rolling over, revealing its pink and tender belly.

Clinging to him, limply yawning.

After the wedding, he always tormented her, so that she couldn't get enough sleep at night.

I got up early again today, so I must be sleepy.

Very squeamish.

The young Khan, who had always loved her dearly, adjusted his posture of holding her.

He held her in his arms and kissed her.

The chill between the brows and eyes gradually dissipated and eased.

Although it was still cold, his movements toward her were gentle.

The hand on her waist was always restrained.

won't hurt her.

She leaned familiarly and closed her eyes.

So comfortable in his arms, she would have liked to take a nap.

However, during his gentle movements, a slightly cold voice fell.

His tone was very light, as if he was asking for her opinion.

"Since Adelahu's body has recovered, you say... what official position should I give him?"

Like a random question, as usual.

He would ask her opinion, even on political matters, and he did not shy away from it.

Rumors that beauty deceives people are also spread because of this.

It is said that she is the reincarnation of a vixen, bringing disaster to the country and the people.

But actually...

She closed her eyes and didn't even move.

He just hummed twice and grabbed one of his fingers.

There is a careless, extremely casual feeling.

"You look fine."

(End of this chapter)