When Murong Xuan woke up the next day, his eyes couldn't help but glance at Rong Yanran, his beautiful face, his slightly raised lips, and he was sleeping soundly, as if he was having some beautiful dream. The warmth and softness in his arms were so real, this was the dream he had been waiting for for many years, and it finally came true!

The light lips curled up, and the deep eyes were filled with a happy smile. He tightened his arms, and the person in his arms just hummed lazyly, twisted his lower body slightly, and then continued to sleep soundly.

Murong Xuan felt that his throat had moved twice, and Qingming's eyes were blurred. He hesitated and struggled, but he still suppressed the desire in his heart little by little. After all, he had exercised all night last night. If he continued today, he might not be able to get out of bed. The future is long. Even though he wanted to release his desire for so many years, he was worried that he would put psychological pressure on her and avoid him in the future.

He gently breathed, brushed his fingers across Rong Yanran's beautiful eyebrows, and saw her black hair scattering like a waterfall, forming a sharp contrast with her white skin, and his imprint on her body. He smiled slightly, and involuntarily put a dense kiss on her face.

The person in his arms still didn't respond. Murong Xuan found it very interesting, it was really easy to bully.

He wrapped her hair around his fingertips and slowly tidied it up, it was silky and soft, and it felt so good.

Murong Xuan was entertaining himself for a long time, but Rong Yanran still showed no sign of awakening. He quietly stood up, washed and dressed up, and waited quietly in front of the bed, waiting for her to see her smile as soon as she opened her eyes. However, when she was waiting around, the sleeping Rong Yanran showed no sign of awakening at all.

Murong Xuan couldn't wait, and he went to the palace to pay his respects to his father and mother! He wasted his movements and expressions that he had persisted for so long. He shook Rong Yanran gently: "Yan'er, get up."

Rong Yanran responded in a daze, turned around and fell asleep again.

"Yan'er, we are going to go to the palace to pay our respects to our father today." Murong Xuan said patiently. Such a critical matter would always make her afraid.

When Rong Yanran heard the three words "enter the palace", "father" and "please worry", she was shocked and told herself in a low voice that she was going to get up, a big man, maybe she would be punished. But she couldn't resist the sleepiness all over the sky, and she was soft and weak without any strength. And there was a voice saying, "What if it's there, Murong Xuan is here!"

So she said "hmm" again, still immersed in her date with Duke Zhou.

When Murong Xuan saw that even his father was useless, he immediately walked out of the inner room and brought the fragrant breakfast from outside, shaking it above Rong Yanran's head. "Yan'er, do you want to eat?" He was tempted gently.

Rong Yanran's dream was interrupted by the sudden fragrance. She tried hard to open her eyes and saw Murong Xuan's light-colored lips opening and closing, and a cluster of fragrance appeared on her slender hands.

Rong Yanran narrowed her eyes, looked up, leaned over to his hand, and licked the back of his hand. An electric current surged through Murong Xuan's body, and his hand holding breakfast trembled unconsciously.

She took a bite of the food, not sure if it was a bun or a delicate pastry, but it was delicious anyway, so she lay down with satisfaction, chewed a few bites with relish, and said, "It smells good," paused, and added, "Sleepy."
Chapter completed!