Seeing each other happily: beautiful men can't be provoked

Chapter 219

"By the way, Shu Yun, Persia paid tribute to gemstone flowers. Daddy sent two pots to my room. I'll bring them to you later." Mu Xue said with a smile.

With an idea, Xiao Shuyun suddenly had an idea, an idea that would make the sixth prince no longer able to plot against him... But if he provoked the relationship between A Xue and the sixth prince, he really could only win, not lose.

"Really? That's great. I've heard about the strangeness of gemstone flowers a long time ago." Xiao Shuyun followed suit, and since Mu Xue said he would give it to him, he was very happy and agreed. "What's more, Persia is thousands of miles away from here, and they can pay tribute to flowers." Xiao Shuyun showed a "curious baby" appearance, which made Mu Xue not satisfied.

"That's right, there are only five pots in total. There are three pots in the palace, and the remaining two are with me." Mu Xue said like a treasure, "Daddy also specifically asked me to put the red pot in the bedroom. It is said that it can seek good luck and avoid bad luck, so you might as well arrange it like this."

Xiao Shuyun nodded with a faint smile, the more he got to this point, the more he dared not look back, in the name of love, what he did, right or wrong, had no way out.

"Okay." Xiao Shuyun nodded with a sweet smile, as if the gemstone flower was really what he was thinking about, but only he knew in his heart that he had always disdained these little men's obsessed objects.

The flowers were quickly placed in a pot in the living room and bedroom of his house, one white and one yellow, really complementing each other like gems.

As soon as Xiao Shuyun saw it, he immediately found a pair of scissors in a serious manner, and carefully trimmed the branches and leaves for it, even Mu Xue didn't bother to pay attention to it.

It was rare for Mu Xue to see him so radiant, and she couldn't bear to disturb him, so she sat quietly and admired him.

In fact, Xiao Shuyun didn't have the heart to serve these two pots of flowers and plants right now, just feeling Mu Xue's fiery eyes, he already felt that he couldn't breathe well, but he had to put on a show because he was afraid of showing his feet.

"Shu Yun, when can't you look at those flowers and plants? I'm going to be busy with the shop in the future, so I won't be able to visit you for a while." Mu Xue coquettishly took the scissors from Xiao Shuyun's hand, and stroked him jaw, and let him look at himself.

Xiao Shuyun was slightly ashamed by her rare intimacy, his ears were flushed red, but he was different from dodging in the past, he leaned into her arms generously, kissed her shyly on the cheek, and did not panic. He lowered his head.

Mu Xue felt her cheeks brushed like a soft feather for a moment, and her heart moved, as if the heavy burden on her heart in recent days was gently smoothed away.She stretched her arms around Xiao Shuyun's waist, slowly tightened her arms, and held him in her arms.

Xiao Shuyun unrepentantly stretched out her jade hands, stroked Mu Xue's eyebrows, eyes, and lips, and slowly lowered her expression with a focused and pious expression, as if she had poured so much love in her life into her hands...

As if being bewitched, Mu Xue couldn't help kissing him...

"Hmm..." Shu Yun couldn't help but let out a low moan, he had never been able to do anything to her, as long as she wanted it many times, he still couldn't resist.

Immediately, the world spun, Xiao Shuyun fell on his back on the table where Mu Xue had swept away the debris, and was pressed tightly by Mu Xue.

The familiar impulse surging in Xiao Shuyun's body made him flustered, and the close skin seemed to be touched by burning coals, slowly emitting an astonishing heat.

Xiao Shuyun's heart beat faster and faster, and the air in his chest seemed to be squeezed out with that hot kiss, making his mind go blank.The strength goes away bit by bit.He felt as if he was floating on a cloud, with no force on his body, he could only hug the culprit tightly like a drowning man grasping a piece of driftwood.

(End of this chapter)