Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 1265 Crybaby, so beautiful
You Qi's brain couldn't turn the corner, but when he exited the study one step later, he was horrified to see that his master personally dipped the handkerchief in hot water, and then wrung it dry.

After letting it cool down, he gently wiped the black beard on Mo Xiaowan's face.

When the master wiped her face, he didn't know how soft his expression was.

This is the first time You Qi saw such a master.

Who said that his highness is cold and ruthless because he didn't meet the right person.

You Qi took another look, but Xuanyuanchen turned his head and took a look, hurriedly opened the door, and retreated out lightly.

After Xuanyuanchen finished these, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and when Mo Xiaowan couldn't see him, his expression was as gentle as the moonlight in the sky.

He hugged her who was asleep, hugged her on the soft couch, and tucked her in the quilt.

Sitting back at the desk, watching her turn over comfortably, she lowered her head and turned her attention to the document in hand.

This sleep was very sweet.

She was woken up by the glare of the sun, the snow had stopped outside, and the west sun was shining through the window on the soft couch.

It's a world of ice and snow, and the sun hasn't been out for a long time.

So the sun shines on the snow, and the reflected light is particularly dazzling.

Opening his eyes from the darkness at once, feeling this kind of light made him uncomfortable. Mo Xiaowan squinted for a long time before opening his eyes.

Turning his head slightly under the sunlight, he saw Xuanyuanchen who was reading a volume of documents in front of the desk.

He bent his head slightly to look at the paper, so focused, as if everything around him didn't exist, even if the sunlight was projecting on the book case, he didn't seem to notice it.

Sometimes eyebrows are condensed, sometimes eyebrows are relaxed.

His eyes were lowered so that he couldn't see clearly.

But Mo Xiaowan, who is familiar with him, can see his inner emotional changes from the expression on his face between his eyebrows.

Time seems to stand still!
She was stunned for a long time, she always thought it was Yafengyuan's study room.

Probably because the sunlight crept onto his scroll, Xuanyuanchen came back from the scroll and looked towards Mo Xiaowan.

She immediately closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Seeing her sideways, Xuanyuan Chen seemed to frowned, feeling that the light might be too bright, so he stood up.

Mo Xiaowan heard his familiar footsteps leaving the desk, wondering what he was going to do?
As a result, when I opened my eyes, my eyes were a little moist.

Because he was pulling the curtains for her, the light blocked by the curtains happened to be cast on the slum.

Mo Xiaowan's nose was sour, and some cool liquid squeezed out from the gap in the corner of his eyes even if he closed his eyes.

Even if he lost his memory, does he still protect her habitually?

Mo Xiaowan wanted to turn around and bury his head deep in the pillow, but it was too late.

Because the light in the room was very bright, when Xuanyuanchen turned his head, he could still clearly see the tears oozing from the corners of her eyes, the tears stained on the eyelashes, trembling slightly.

Like dewdrops rolling on lotus leaves, it is very lovely.

Mo Xiaowan felt that he was looking at him, and when he opened his eyes, the dew that trembled slightly on his eyelashes slid down.

Peeping at her being bumped into, the prince turned his head arrogantly.

"Have a nightmare?"

Mo Xiaowan was taken aback by his slightly arrogant expression, and felt that his appearance was like Xiaomeng's naturally angry appearance.

He burst out laughing, "No."

"Crybaby!"

The fact that she was crying and laughing could make him feel a little bit of pity?
(End of this chapter)