Murong Xitian's somewhat confused eyes instantly returned to clear light, and at the same time they showed an undetectable cold. However, the next moment, he raised his gentle smile, his eyes as bright as the silver stars that had just risen in the blue sky: "Enlarge at night, put on my cloak, be careful to catch a cold."

As he said that, he got up, picked up the cloak on the back of the chair, and gently put it on her.

Xia Ziluo watched his slender fingers fly up and down in front of her, tying her cloak for her. She couldn't help but sneak a glance, seeing his smooth and beautiful chin, then his slightly raised perfect lips, and then...

Suddenly, she found that she was so close to him, less than a foot away.

Oh my God! She just needs to raise her head, as if her lips will stick to his.

Xia Ziluo was panicked, her chest fluctuated violently due to random thoughts. Her heart beat faster and her breath became messy. A tempting pink quickly spread on her face.

What to do? She seemed to miss his kiss a little. Since she saw his lips, the scenes in her mind were all the unexpected kisses she and him before.

Once, twice... she couldn't remember how many times she just felt that it seemed to be more touching and more affectionate than once.

Murong Xitian lowered his eyes inadvertently, and happened to see her seductive little daughter's appearance. His hand holding the cloak paused.

It seems that he and her are too close.

He could clearly feel the breath from the tip of her nose, warm and wet, but it became hot when it fell on her face.

Involuntarily, Murong Xitian's breathing began to become rapid.

"Well, it's tied." He suppressed the strangeness in his heart. When he shrank his hand back, his fingertips accidentally slid across her neck as tender as green lotus roots.

A circle of ripples suddenly appeared in the bottom of his heart, and his hands subconsciously touched her neck, and then slowly moved up along the perfect arc of his neck...

Then, he raised her chin and the eyes of the two instantly collided.

There was her beautiful reflection in his eyes, and his handsome face in her eyes. Both of them were flickering violently, and the emotions of the **** were intertwined and entangled in each other's eyes.

His hand came to her lips, and his thumb gently rubbed back and forth on the delicate lips, outlining the curve of his tender lips.

A strange touch was transmitted little by little through his fingertips, and his body suddenly became hot, as if water had reached the boiling point.

His heart trembled suddenly, and his head approached her with the rippling heart, and then closer...

Is he going to kiss her?

I heard that women can always feel the moment when they are about to kiss.

So, this is true!

She widened her eyes and watched his face enlarge in front of her eyes, feeling his breath falling on her face and between her lips. She just felt that her heart did not belong to her and was about to jump out of her chest.

Suddenly, Murong Xitian stopped moving, and his lips stopped half an inch from her red lips: "Your body is getting hot, are you catching a cold during the day?"

Then he opened the distance, looking very uncomfortable, as if trying to suppress something.

Uh, don't you want to kiss her?

That just now... it was just that she was a nerd. She was expecting his kiss so she mistakenly thought he was going to kiss her?

Xia Ziluo suddenly widened his eyes, pushed him open abruptly, and fled to the door.

Murong Xitian stared at her escape in a daze, then his lips curled up, and he couldn't help laughing. Murong Xitian's somewhat confused eyes instantly returned to clearness, and at the same time showed an undetectable cold. However, the next moment, he raised his gentle smile, his eyes as bright as the silver stars that had just risen in the blue sky: "Enlarge at night, put on my cloak, be careful to catch a cold."

As he said that, he got up, picked up the cloak on the back of the chair, and gently put it on her.

Xia Ziluo watched his slender fingers fly up and down in front of her, tying her cloak for her. She couldn't help but sneak a glance, seeing his smooth and beautiful chin, then his slightly raised perfect lips, and then...

Suddenly, she found that she was so close to him, less than a foot away.

Oh my God! She just needs to raise her head, as if her lips will stick to his.

Xia Ziluo was panicked, her chest fluctuated violently due to random thoughts. Her heart beat faster and her breath became messy. A tempting pink quickly spread on her face.

What to do? She seemed to miss his kiss a little. Since she saw his lips, the scenes in her mind were all the unexpected kisses she and him before.

Once, twice... she couldn't remember how many times she just felt that it seemed to be more touching and more affectionate than once.

Murong Xitian lowered his eyes inadvertently, and happened to see her seductive little daughter's appearance. His hand holding the cloak paused.

It seems that he and her are too close.

He could clearly feel the breath from the tip of her nose, warm and wet, but it became hot when it fell on her face.

Involuntarily, Murong Xitian's breathing began to become rapid.

"Well, it's tied." He suppressed the strangeness in his heart. When he shrank his hand back, his fingertips accidentally slid across her neck as tender as green lotus roots.

A circle of ripples suddenly appeared in the bottom of his heart, and his hands subconsciously touched her neck, and then slowly moved up along the perfect arc of his neck...

Then, he raised her chin and the eyes of the two instantly collided.

There was her beautiful reflection in his eyes, and his handsome face in her eyes. Both of them were flickering violently, and the emotions of the **** were intertwined and entangled in each other's eyes.

His hand came to her lips, and his thumb gently rubbed back and forth on the delicate lips, outlining the curve of his tender lips.

A strange touch was transmitted little by little through his fingertips, and his body suddenly became hot, as if water had reached the boiling point.

His heart trembled suddenly, and his head approached her with the rippling heart, and then closer...

Is he going to kiss her?

I heard that women can always feel the moment when they are about to kiss.

So, this is true!

She widened her eyes and watched his face enlarge in front of her eyes, feeling his breath falling on her face and between her lips. She just felt that her heart did not belong to her and was about to jump out of her chest.

Suddenly, Murong Xitian stopped moving, and his lips stopped half an inch from her red lips: "Your body is getting hot, are you catching a cold during the day?"

Then he opened the distance, looking very uncomfortable, as if trying to suppress something.

Uh, don't you want to kiss her?

That just now... it was just that she was a nerd. She was expecting his kiss so she mistakenly thought he was going to kiss her?

Xia Ziluo suddenly widened his eyes, pushed him open abruptly, and fled to the door.
Chapter completed!