Pluto's Favorite: Miss Nine

Chapter 373 Xiyue wakes up
The fairy servant named Qiao'er covered his mouth and smiled, "The person I like."

"Shhh! Be quiet."

"Why keep your voice down, didn't you just fall asleep? The injury is so severe, you can still wake up after a while?" Although Xiyue closed her eyes, she could feel someone approaching, and her cool gaze was watching her.

"Shenji Xiyue is so beautiful. If I were Emperor Zun, I might like it."

"Don't dare to say these words indiscriminately. If you speak unscrupulously, it will bring disaster... You are so unruly and unruly. Emperor Zun knows that it must be a good punishment."

With an exclamation, Qiaoer begged for mercy.

The room became quiet, Xiyue was drowsy, and fell asleep again.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the air is filled with a light fragrance, which is a familiar smell to her.

Emperor!

The sound of undressing came, Xiyue's heart skipped a beat, and an unhealthy picture flashed.

Thinking like this, the curtain was lifted, a cool hand rested on his forehead, and he sighed: "Little lazy pig, you haven't woken up after sleeping for half a month."

The voice was rather helpless, but full of pampering.

Hearing that voice, Xiyue's heart skipped a beat again, she was happy, like eating honey.

The hand slid down along the brow bone and landed on her lips, carefully sketching and rubbing gently...

There was a dark shadow pressing down, the faint fragrance spread, and the soft lips pressed up.

Then, a certain woman opened her eyes in dismay, and asked aloud, "Master, why did you bite me?"

Emperor Zun's ascetic face shattered for a moment, he got up with a flick of his sleeves, and stood on the edge of the bed with a tangled expression.

"Are you awake?" The voice was cold.

"I'm hungry!" She grimaced.

Emperor Zun smiled and said meaningfully: "Gods don't eat grains."

By implication, refuse to cook.

Xi Yue buzzed her lips and complained: "Master doesn't hurt me anymore!"

"I don't see you listening too much to my teacher's words." Emperor Zun looked at her lazily, planning to settle the score after autumn: "Didn't you talk about going back to the gods, why did you wander into the wilderness?"

Hearing this, Xiyue felt guilty for a while, and raised her eyelids to look at him: "I was drunk, I didn't know north, south, west, east, and I got there in a daze."

"Words of evasion!"

Xiyue: "..."

Without showing any face, she couldn't hold back her face, her face was slightly red, her eyes were blinking, and she made a fortune in a muffled voice.

This trick again?
Emperor Zun was annoyed for a while, snorted, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

The room suddenly became quiet, Xiyue stared helplessly, and the night wind passed through the window screen, causing the bed curtains to sway.

Under the quiet light of the night pearl, her complexion became paler.

……

Standing up, I felt cramps from the wound in my abdomen, and cold sweat was dripping on my forehead.

Emperor Zun's anger came suddenly, and he left suddenly, feeling depressed and uncomfortable.

With his head drooping, he looked around and was shocked to find that this was not his house.

She occupied Emperor Zun's bed?
She slept in his bed, so where did he go?
There was a creaking sound at the door, and a tall figure walked in, carrying food, which was completely incompatible with his noble demeanor.

Didn't Emperor Zun ignore her just now?
Instead, go to eat?
Thinking about it this way warms my heart.

"Master!" Xiyue called out sweetly, even she didn't realize how charming her voice was.

When Emperor Zun heard the words, the hand holding the tray shook, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Although Xiyue had been in a coma for half a month, she wasn't really hungry.

She just got greedy, to be precise, she missed that taste.

The fragrant meat porridge exudes a tempting aroma, which makes people's index fingers move.

She couldn't wait to reach out her hand, touching the wound in her abdomen, and frowned.

Emperor Zun smiled helplessly, and pressed her restless hand: "Be quiet, the wound is open, I don't care about you."

As he spoke, he took a spoonful of meat porridge, blew it gently, and handed it to her lips.

　That's it for today, continue tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)