Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

After a long time, he slowly left Xia Qingluo's lips. Yunqing let him take a deep breath.

In the light of my eyes, with continuous affection and soft voice, "Qingqing, promise me a few things and I'll let you stay here."

Xia Qingluo's breathing was unstable, and her eyes were intoxicating.

Looking at the picturesque man in front of him, I felt that his body had turned into a pool of spring water. In particular, I heard the enchanting magnetic voice of yunqingrang, and leaned against yunqingrang's chest, grabbed his skirt and opened his mouth with unstable breath, "what do you say?"

Cloud clear let clear eyes shine, the voice is more low and soft, "first, don't drink."

"Well, I don't drink." Xia Qingluo nodded.

"The second thing is not to go out to eat, drink and have fun with Nangong."

"Ah, but..." her red lips slightly opened and wrinkled her nose.

"No, but..." Yunqing asked zhengse to speak, "otherwise I will tie you away."

"Shifu..." Xia Qingluo responded, pushed away Yunqing, and asked angrily, "is there anything else?"

"Not yet."

"What is temporary?"

"Just think of something temporarily and I'm talking to you." Yun qingrang added.

Xia Qingluo finally understood.

It turned out that what Yunqing worried most was that she was separated from Nangong.

So, is Yunqing jealous?

Xia Qingluo bit her red lips, looked up and down at the still indifferent cloud qingrang, and a touch of cunning flashed in her eyes, "master, should you be..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Yun qingrang interrupted Xia Qingluo.

"Master, do you know what I'm going to say?"

"There must be no good words." Yunqing asked her to speak faintly.

"How do you know if you don't let me say it? Is that good or bad?" Xia Qingluo's smart eyes flashed a smile.

Yunqing asked Xia Qingluo to pull her over. With a smile in her eyes, she fixed Xia Qingluo in front of her chest and held Xia Qingluo's two hands.

If it is smooth and boneless, as long as it touches, it will bring strands of tremor.

Slightly drooping his eyes, his voice was as elegant as the wind, "can you promise?"

Xia Qingluo looked at Yun qingrang in a daze. Every time he looked at her attentively, her heart would beat like thunder.

This time, no surprise.

"Speak." Yunqing let her head hang down slightly, a little close, and a trace of ambiguity filled between the two people, "Qingqing, I remember your tongue should still be there. Why don't you speak?"

Xia Qingluo was stunned.

Under Yunqing's smiling gaze, her face turned uncontrollably red. She stammered, "answer and promise..."

Yunqing let chuckle and seemed to be pleased by Xia Qingluo's stupid appearance. All the frost just now turned into the warm sun in March.

Xia Qingluo was a little upset and upset.

I really can't figure out the current situation.

Emotionally, she was greedy for Yun qingrang's smile, but intellectually, she told herself that these were just a flash in the pan.

When the emperor awakens, will everything in front of him still exist?

"Xia Qingluo, can you tell me what you're worried about?" Yunqing asked him to stretch out his hand, gently rub Xia Qingluo's hair and coax him low. "You can tell me what you think, whether it's right or wrong."

Xia Qingluo almost blurted out such eyes, such a caress, such an intoxicating voice.

At the last minute, he braked.