Quick wear: the host is really floating

Chapter 122 The Desert Emperor and the Dragon Princess (9)

Huahua: [Oh, woman. ]
Huahua: [You say you don't want your body, but you are honest! ]
But Xue Zhi had already blocked it, so she couldn't hear these two sentences at all.

Even if there was no shield, Xue Zhi probably wouldn't be in the mood to listen.

Because Iliad, who was curled up on the bed, seemed to become more blurred, he couldn't listen to Xue Zhi's words, so he could only desperately approach Xue Zhi like a person looking for light in the dark.

Xue Zhi had already been pulled to his side, her eyes widened as she felt the beauty attack in front of her, the tip of her nose pointed at Iliad's tall nose, "Iliad, listen to me, let me go first... um !"

As soon as she finished speaking, Iriad's soft lips pressed against her.

The words in my mouth can no longer be spoken.

The boy's lips were soft and cool, with a faint fragrance.

Xue Zhi's body froze, he didn't dare to move, he could only stare stiffly at his slender eyelashes and beautiful eyebrows.

After kissing lightly for a while, the boy finally let her go.

Xue Zhi raised his hand, trying to break free, but he was hugged tightly, unable to break free at all.

The boy's dazzling blond hair pressed against her face, she raised her head slightly, rubbed it, and was held back into his arms by him again.

Xue Zhi leaned against his warm arms, frowned and said, "Iliad."

The girl's voice was clear and cold, but the boy in front of her didn't seem to hear anything.

He rested his chin on her head, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he said with satisfaction, "It's so... warm..."

As soon as the words fell, she rubbed her head lightly again, and fell asleep contentedly.

There was a roar of thunder outside, and the raindrops were pattering down, and the rain just poured in through the open windows.

Xue Zhi was startled by the thunder, and he didn't dare to move. He could only lie in the boy's arms listening to the thunderstorm outside, and then curled up slightly, not daring to move.

……

Xue Zhi didn't know how he fell asleep, but the fright he received when he woke up the next day was indeed greater than the one he received the day before.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she met Iliad's pale blue eyes.

Xue Zhi's breathing was stagnant, and he immediately jumped out of bed: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Iliad was lying on the bed, his light blue eyes blinked lightly.

Xue Zhi looked at the young emperor's beautiful and delicate face, and couldn't help frowning slightly. She was obviously the one who was molested, so why did she apologize here instead.

Seeing her frowning and tilting her head, Iriad didn't know what she was thinking, sat up and looked at her and said, "Morning."

Xue Zhi raised his eyes and frowned suddenly.

Iriad seemed to feel her displeasure. The emperor, who had always been icy, curled his lips slightly, and a beautiful smile appeared on his delicate face, "I'm unconscious when I'm sick, and I didn't do anything out of the ordinary yesterday. Bar?"

Xue Zhi looked at him suspiciously: "Have you recovered from your illness?"

The smile on Iliad's face was even brighter. The boy's face was still a little pale, but it was already many times better than last night. The slightly pale face not only didn't make him look dull, but added a little bit of color to him. Strange beauty.

"It happens once a month, it will be fine in two days, don't worry about it."

Eliade said.

Xue Zhi looked at him and frowned slightly.Once a month, it will be better in a few days?Is this really not a menstrual period?

Elves also have menstrual periods?

Iliad looked at her unpredictable expression, smiled lowly, and slightly raised his red lips, "Thank you yesterday."

Thanks to you, I was able to get through that hellish moment so easily.

(End of this chapter)