Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

As he spoke, Han Sheng's people also leaned over.

Tall figure, some pressure.

Su Jin quickly stepped back, stared at Han Sheng and warned, "speak as you speak, don't move."

"That's good." Han Sheng smiled, stood still, raised his eyebrows and asked, "jin'er, look at the third floor."

Nangong Sujin thought for a while, but she also became curious. She didn't believe that he could recover ten percent.

Su brocade lifted up her dress and went up the stairs.

The sound of clattering, stepping on the floor of aloe wood, is particularly beautiful.

Soon, we arrived at the bedroom on the third floor.

The area here is very large. In the middle is a spacious and generous hall with windows.

At this time, there are several pots of tall vegetation.

One side of the square hall is bao'er's bedroom, and the other side is Nangong Sujin and Han Sheng's former bedroom.

Su Jin stood as like as two peas at her door and the door of the cold room.

The mat on the bed is made of divine willow silk.

On the windowsill, there is a pot of pitcher grass, which should be found from the nearby valley. This pitcher grass is different from the pitcher grass in the fairy world. In this hot summer, it can prey on mosquitoes and insects, and there is a faint fragrance.

Nangong Sujin stood stunned at the door of the bedroom.

As like as two peas, they left the dust laden memories alive.

And this freshness led to scenes of the past, which made Nangong Sujin's white face turn red again.

This damn guy can't remember clearly anywhere else. How can the bedroom remember so clearly?

Han Sheng, who has been secretly observing Nangong Sujin's face, certainly didn't miss a touch of crimson on his wife's face.

He smiled proudly in his heart, but his face was very serious. He asked seriously, "jin'er, I recovered ten percent?"

Nangong Sujin glared at him and said angrily, "after so many years, I forgot. How do I know if you have recovered ten percent?"

Han Sheng didn't care about Su brocade's confession. He knew that Nangong Su brocade was unreasonable after he became angry.

But I don't know why, he likes his brocade son blushing and looking at himself angrily.

He quietly walked two steps towards Nangong Sujin.

The tall figure was immediately covered by the Nangong Sujin cage.

Emperor Han Sheng lowered his eyes slightly, and his voice was gentle and soft. "Jin'er, shall we stay here for a few days?"

His head dropped slightly, a little close to Nangong Sujin.

The familiar and intoxicating smell of bamboo leaves enveloped Nangong Sujin tightly at once.

At this time, I don't know whether to nod or shake my head.

And this atmosphere is also gradually a little nervous, and after the tension is a faint ambiguity.

There were only two people in the room at this time.

And these are two people who have been husband and wife for ten years.

It is said that food color is also good.

Both are normal men and women.

Men and women who have tasted the love between husband and wife, and are still legal husband and wife.

At this time, the hearts of the two people are jumping abnormally.

The fragrance and the fragrance of bamboo leaves spread silently.

Even if two people don't touch, the breath has already blended.

So the ambiguous atmosphere has been raised several levels.

The room was very quiet. Because they didn't speak, they clearly heard each other's light breathing.