The sickly fox demon is not easy to tease

Su Muwei coughed uncomfortably and said shamelessly, "Wherever the madam is, I will be there."

"Who is your wife?"

Nan Xingchen supported his chin with both hands and looked at him in confusion with his head tilted.

"you."

Su Muwei smiled and stared at her with interest.

Nan Xingchen felt uncomfortable being stared at by him. She took off her shoes, lay down on the bed, and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt.

Finally, a muffled voice came from inside the quilt: "Su, Su Muwei, I'm going to sleep, please do as you please."

"it is good."

Su Muwei was not polite at all. He lay down beside her and held her in his arms through the quilt.

I sensed that the woman's breathing was disordered in the bed.

Su Muwei laughed: "Xing'er, are you thinking about me?"

Nan Xingchen lifted a corner of the quilt and secretly looked at him, pretending to be calm and said, "Who misses you? Stop being so conceited."

Just as she was about to pull the quilt over her head, a dark shadow rushed towards her.

His warm, thin lips pressed against her brow, soft and moist.

The scorching hot air from the nose made the woman's cheeks red.

Nan Xingchen slowly closed her eyes, enjoying his gentle touch.

The touch like silky rain eroded her sanity.

"Xing'er, I miss you so much, thinking about you day and night..."

He leaned over and whispered in her ear, sucking and licking her earlobe with extremely gentle and affectionate movements.

Nan Xingchen's whole body felt numb.

"For my brother..." She called him with a soft breath.

"Xing'er, you little liar, you don't want me to leave, right?"

Su Muwei continued to kiss her, sucking her earlobe, breathing in a completely disordered manner.

Nan Xingchen spoke softly: "I'm not a little liar. You are a bad fox..."

"Well, the bad fox is about to take action..."

Su Muwei's deep and hoarse voice was indescribably touching.

Nan Xingchen poked his nose and said with a smile: "I heard that Lord Demon has a lot of romantic relationships!? Your junior sister..."

Su Muwei smiled: "Xing'er, are you jealous? I only have you."

Nan Xingchen pouted and argued, "You're talking nonsense. I haven't even had dinner yet. Why are you jealous?"

"Xing'er, my brother's heart is very small, and can only hold you."

After saying that, he slowly added: "Sometimes what you see with your own eyes may not be true, let alone hearsay!?"

It was she who had appeared without warning, entered his heart, and saved him from all the loneliness and solitude in the world for tens of thousands of years.

She is his salvation!

Hearing this, Nan Xingchen raised her hand and gently stroked his handsome eyebrows and said with a smile: "Mu Wei, you look really good when you smile. You should smile more often in the future."

She added domineeringly: "You can only smile at me."

"Ah."

Su Muwei rubbed her head and nodded with a smile.

Nan Xingchen nudged into his arms like a cat and whispered, "Go to sleep."

She found a comfortable position in his arms and slowly closed her eyes.

Su Muwei's big hands tightly wrapped around her small hands. He looked at her sideways, and depicted her appearance bit by bit with his eyes.

It was as if he wanted to carve her into his heart.

"Xing'er, even if the road ahead is full of thorns, I will walk side by side with you."

"together forever……"

The next morning.

The first rays of sunlight shone into the house through the window.

When Nan Xingchen woke up, she found herself lying in Su Muwei's arms.

The man's sleeping face was so handsome that Nan Xingchen couldn't help but stare at him. A cunning look flashed in her phoenix eyes, and she stared at the man with her chin supported by one hand.

The other hand gently stroked his eyebrows and took her into his arms domineeringly.

She hugged him very tightly, as if this would make her feel at ease.

The smile on her lips deepened, and she felt that at this moment, Su Muwei was her little wife.

She lowered her eyes and looked at him for a long time. He was as gentle as jade in his sleep, with soft and peaceful eyebrows and eyes, and there was not a trace of hostility in his body.

It has nothing to do with the Cold-blooded Demon Lord.

There is a small black mole on the tip of his nose.

She couldn't help but poke it with her fingertips.

The man still hadn't woken up, and she suddenly felt a little puzzled. Su Muwei had always been very alert.

There was no way he didn't notice her little movements! ?

Nan Xingchen frowned.

He came last night. He missed her so much that he restrained himself. Could it be because he was injured? ?

She placed her fingertips on his wrist, trying to feel his pulse, and after a moment, she withdrew her hand.

He breathed a sigh of relief and was reported to be fine.

The next moment, her hand hanging in the air was tightly grasped.

Nan Xingchen looked embarrassed and lowered his eyes to look at him.

The handsome man slowly opened his narrow eyes and looked at her sleepily, exuding a lazy aura of dignity and restraint.

There were stars in his deep black eyes, and just looking at her could make her feel thrilling.

"If you touch the fire, you will be responsible." He grabbed her hand and placed it on his chest.

Nan Xingchen was slightly stunned, looking at his overly handsome features, then smiled and said, "You rogue fox, I didn't touch you randomly."

She wanted to pull her hand back, but Su Muwei held it even tighter. He hummed lazily.

Nan Xingchen's thoughts were pulled back and she lay in his arms again, her skin touching his.

She suddenly remembered something and asked, "Do you think King Chu Xun is my father?"

"Just ask him and you'll know." Su Muwei looked at her and said slowly.

"But I'm afraid. He has been awake for a few days. He summons Xingyu and me to the palace every day, but I always find excuses to refuse."

Nan Xingchen drooped her long eyelashes slightly, picked up a strand of his hair, and gently wrapped it around her fingertips.

If King Xun of Chu was really her father, wouldn't she have to move to the palace, and then she would have less time to spend with her grandfather and aunt.

She is used to being casual and definitely can't stand the various rules in the palace.

Su Muwei gently stroked her back and said to her in comfort: "Xing'er, if you don't want to recognize this father, then don't recognize him."

"Okay, I don't want to recognize it." Nan Xingchen smiled.

Suddenly, she felt the man's breathing becoming heavier. Nan Xingchen looked up sharply and met his burning gaze.

She subconsciously gathered her dress and muttered softly, "Brother, it's dawn, hurry up and get up. If Gan Tang catches you staying in my boudoir, where will I put my face?"

"Xing'er, let me kiss you again, okay!?"

Su Muwei pinched her fair chin and leaned over to kiss her.

Nan Xingchen raised her hand to block it, looked up with a dazed look, and warned: "Stupid fox, hurry up and leave. If you are one step later, my reputation will be in jeopardy."

Seeing her panic-stricken look, Su Muwei felt a fire in his heart.

He hugged her from behind and kissed her all the way down along her earlobe.

Nan Xingchen moved his shoulders and tried to resist.

He held her shoulders, slid his hands down to her palms, interlocked his fingers with hers, and leaned down to kiss her lips.

Nan Xingchen quickly turned his head away, his eyes slightly widened, staring at him warily: "What do you want to do so early in the morning!?"