Chapter 492

She was afraid.

She suddenly felt that Sanskrit was right, it doesn't matter if she forgot, it's fine as it is now.

Immortal Fuli touched her hair, and said softly, "If you can't remember it, don't think about it. Take a good rest."

Mo Xiaoxian hummed, put her arms around his waist, and pressed against him tightly.

Being hugged by him, she always felt at ease.

Immortal Fuli patted her on the back, soothing her softly.

"I'm here, don't be afraid."

"I am here."

"always there."

……

Mo Xiaoxian suddenly raised her head and kissed his lips, before he could react...

Immortal Fuli shuddered, and after regaining consciousness, he quickly regained the initiative and entangled with her.

Mo Xiaoxian exerted a little force on his hands, and pressed him down, and the eager kiss moved from his lips to the side of his neck.

She felt that only in this way could she vent her uncertainty and feel each other's existence clearly.

After a long time, the impulse in my heart slowly calmed down.

The two were lying on the deck, looking at the blue sky, the flowing clouds were white and pure, and a few seagulls came into view from time to time.

Mo Xiaoxian squinted his eyes, the sea breeze was salty, and suddenly wanted to eat grilled fish.

She turned her head to look at Immortal Fuli, only to find that he was asleep with his eyes closed, breathing steadily.

Probably too tired.

These days, because of worrying about her, he has not rested.

Mo Xiaoxian stared at him intently, her side profile was perfectly curved, her long eyelashes were like a small fan, casting a shadow under her eyelids, and her pink lips were still glistening because of the kiss just now.

Yuru's skin became fairer under the sunlight, and the hickey on her collarbone became more ambiguous...

Mo Xiaoxian's old face was slightly hot. Could it be that he was too horny just now?

It requires deep reflection and then writes a [-]-word review.

But unfortunately, when I reflected on the process just now, my heart was even more eager to move.

Mo Xiaoxian stretched out his index finger and carefully poked his collarbone.

But as soon as he touched him, Immortal Fuli woke up, opened his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?" His voice was slightly nasal.

Mo Xiaoxian withdrew his hand with a guilty conscience: "It's okay, you continue to sleep."

But Immortal Fuli took her hand, squeezed it, and raised his eyebrows evilly: "Want to touch?"

"No." According to past experience, this kind of time must be denied.

"That's it."

……

Mo Xiaoxian blinked: "What if you want to?"

"Then touch it for you."

Mo Xiaoxian nodded: "I want to!"

Immortal Fuli raised one corner of his mouth and smiled suavely: "My honor."

Mo Xiaoxian leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth: "You continue to sleep, I will watch you."

Immortal Fuli closed his eyes, but held her tightly with his hand, which he couldn't give up even in his sleep.
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into the night.

Immortal Fuli and Mo Xiaoxian returned to the Chiwu Clan's palace again, first went to Fanyin's residence and slipped around, and Li Zhu arranged many guards outside, but in Mo Xiaoxian's view, these guards were all Even if he can't beat Jiang Luoyan.

The two of them disappeared and were about to enter through the wall when Immortal Fuli suddenly grabbed her and shook his head slightly.

Mo Xiaoxian sent a secret voice and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'll just go in, you wait here."

Mo Xiaoxian nodded: "Alright." It seemed that Jiang Luoyan hadn't made a move yet, but he wasn't worried about any danger to Sanskrit.

(End of this chapter)

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