The irritable prince's little crying bag is milky and sweet

"I've already hid in the corner of the bed, where else do I want to hide?" Xiao Shixun sat on the bed.

The light gauze covered Su Fuliu's panic and nervousness.

Seeing Xiao Shixun approaching, his heart immediately lifted.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" Xiao Shixun asked.

Su Fuliu shook her head: "No, I'm not sleepy, you sleep yours, don't worry about me."

The big enemy sleeps next to him, how dare he sleep.

He wrapped his own quilt around his body, intending to just sit in a corner all night.

Seeing him like this, Xiao Shixun saw through his plan at a glance: "Are you planning to sit and stay up all night?"

"I don't care if I sleep or not, you just sleep your own." Su Fuliu replied.

"In the past few years that I have been looking for you, there has not been a night when I have not thought about hugging and sleeping with you. Now that I have finally met you, you plan to sit alone and not sleep?"

There was a bit of danger in Xiao Shixun's tone.

After finishing speaking, his hand reached into Su Fuliu's quilt and grabbed Su Fuliu's foot.

So frightened that Su Fuliu stretched out his feet directly, wanting to kick Xiao Shixun off the bed.

However, he has no internal strength, and his strength is not comparable to Xiao Shixun.

During the struggle, the jade bell kept ringing, just like Su Fuliu's flustered heart, always restless.

He struggled for a long time to no avail, but Xiao Shixun got into his bed and hugged him tightly.

"Xiao Shixun, you, you said you would not touch me!" Su Fuliu remembered this.

"If I don't touch you, I will hug you. I have never had a good night's sleep since I was a child. I will sleep with you tonight. I will definitely have a good sleep." As he spoke, he pulled Su Fu Liu fell down together, and then tightly shackled him in his arms.

Su Fuliu's body was tense, and she didn't dare to relax at all.

Xiao Shixun hugged him and closed his eyes contentedly: "This will be my first sense of security."

Su Fuliu gritted his teeth, resisting the discomfort, he kept comforting himself, when Xiao Shixun fell asleep, he secretly stabbed him with an needle, let him sleep tightly, and he could break free.

Xiao Shixun rubbed his face against Su Fuliu's smooth hair, and said, "Jing'er, you really smell good..."

He put his arms around Su Fuliu's waist with one hand, and gently touched the back of Su Fuliu's neck with the other hand, wishing to rub Su Fuliu into his blood and bones.

His feet kept touching Su Fuliu's feet, as if he was tracing its outline.

"My Jing'er is as obedient as a cat. I really like it. When I think that Jing'er will belong to me alone in the future, I will be very happy. I will take you back and hide in the warm pavilion. I can't take you away from me again."

Xiao Shixun closed his eyes, breathed softly, and said love words.

But these words will only make Su Fuliu feel sick.

He also closed his eyes, as if he was hugged by a curly bear.

Time ticked by.

Su Fuliu heard that Xiao Shixun's breathing became even, and thought that he must have fallen asleep, so he slowly took out a silver needle and stabbed him directly.

Now he won't sleep until tomorrow morning.

Only then did Su Fuliu dare to make a move, he broke Xiao Shixun's arms around his waist, and then successfully retreated from Xiao Shixun's arms.

He sat up and took off the white gauze in front of him, and then began to touch Xiao Shixun's body, trying to find an antidote.

But Xiao Shixun had nothing on him.

He got out of bed again, because he didn't have shoes and socks, so he could only go barefoot. He picked up Xiao Shixun's coat and touched it, but he couldn't find the antidote.

Also, how could Xiao Shixun carry this antidote with him.

Therefore, I can only follow him back to Xiaoguo Palace to look for it.

I just don't know whether Xiao Shixun left any antidote.

Su Fuliu sighed softly, went to sit down at the table, and then lay down on the table again, with a mournful expression.

He looked at the dimly flickering candle, thinking about the people in another room.

Muttering softly: "Ting Lang..."