Zhao Yan smiled and quickly pulled her over.

"The snow is deeper and heavier. I'm afraid you'll freeze and stay here to sleep from now on."

As he spoke, he opened the quilt, pulled the person in and wrapped him in the quilt.

Ning Xi wanted to tease him, but Zhao Yan was so warm that she couldn't help but press into his arms.

Holding Zhao Yan with both hands, feeling his warmth, she couldn't help but let out a sigh of comfort, and rubbed her cheek against his chest.

Before she could speak, she was interrupted by a pair of big hands.

His hands were too much.

…

Ning Xi pushed him away.

Zhao Yan hugged her and whispered in his ear: "Ning Ning took the initiative to kiss me before, but now she wants to be separated from me?"

Ning Xi snorted, feeling aggrieved.

"Who drove me out so fiercely on a snowy night?"

Zhao Yan picked her up with both hands and made her sit face to face in his arms.

He lowered his head and whispered in her ear:

"sorry."

Ning Xi lowered her eyes.

She is looking for him in every plane, but he doesn't recognize himself in every plane.

It would be a lie to say that he is not sad, not to mention that Zhao Yan in this plane is a cold-tempered person.

"You're not sorry for me."

"Yes." Zhao Yan took her hand and placed it on his heart.

Ning Xi's palm felt his temperature and his heartbeat.

Soon, his mellow voice reached my ears.

"My princess is angry."

"it's all my fault."

Ning Xi suddenly raised her head and caught his gaze.

Zhao Yan was looking at her intently.

I saw her red eyes.

The moonlight outside the window came in, and Zhao Yan leaned down and pushed the hair away from her face.

"Don't cry."

Ning Xi had tears welling up in her eyes, and suddenly she heard a long sigh coming from behind her.

Zhao Yan hugged her tighter, held her against his chest, stretched out his hand and patted her back gently.

Every now and then, without getting tired of it, it's like coaxing a little girl.

Ning Xi sniffed, raised her head and took a bite on his shoulder.

"I forgive you!"

"Hiss~" Zhao Yan hissed and held her hands down.

Before Ning Xi could react, she fell into the quilt.

Lying on his back, looking at Zhao Yan who was holding himself up with his hands.

He locked his gaze condescendingly.

Ning Xi's mind went blank. She tried to divert her attention, but Zhao Yan's face got closer and closer, leaving her with nowhere to escape.

"Ning Ning, the spring supper is short and the night is short, should we take a rest?"

Ning Xi was stared at by those deep eyes, as if she had disappeared into the night sky full of stars.

"Oh, go to sleep."

With that said, Ning Xi wanted to turn over and pull up the quilt to sleep, but was stopped by Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan looked at her meaningfully.

"Ning Ning, you don't think we'll just sleep like this, do you?"

"Is not it?"

Zhao Yan couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

Suddenly, Ning Xi felt a small tingling sensation on her neck, followed by a soft touch that made her heart tremble.

Zhao Yan held her waist tightly with one hand and held the back of her head with the other hand.

Ning Xi felt the warmth of his palm, and the moist heat on her neck became more intense.

She softly said "hmm" and closed her eyes, her senses becoming clearer and clearer.

The heartbeat, accompanied by the rustle of clothes, seeped into the bottom of my heart little by little.

The breath between his breaths was getting closer and closer, and the rush of hot air brushed his ears.

The winter night wind is very cold, but it is no match for the rising temperature indoors.

The strong wind blew, and the plum blossoms in Zhennan Palace flew with it.

All of Ning Xi's senses were already in chaos, and only the deep eyes of the man in front of her made her barely focus.

Zhao Yan pinched her and said, "Ning Ning, it's this time, are you still distracted?"
Chapter completed!