"You can shout at the door." Rong Yanran said here, and she was a little embarrassed. Yes, they were both inseparable recently, and the morning time was for holidays for the guests. Before meal time, no one dared to approach. He ordered the housekeeper to let Murong Xuan go.

Rong Yanran quickly analyzed it, feeling that she was really unreasonable, and said helplessly: "Then I'll go by myself." The eyelashes like butterfly wings stirred up, their clear eyes, white jade-like skin, and slightly raised like moistened lips. On this winter morning, they were particularly charming.

"I really can't do anything to you." Murong Xuan's fragile defense line was pushed down by her. As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly got up and put on her clothes, tucked the corners of her quilt, and warned, "Lying down well, don't move around, otherwise you won't let you play with snow."

Rong Yanran nodded vigorously, as cute as an obedient kitten!

Murong Xuan kissed her forehead and turned her face over: "It's so hard, reward me."

Rong Yanran kissed her loudly with a "pop".

Murong Xuan was very satisfied, with a smile on his face and eyes. When he arrived at the butler, he was telling everyone the task of sweeping the snow, so he ordered them not to sweep the snow in the garden, and then went to the kitchen and told the princess that the breakfast today could be done now. Then he hurried back to the bedroom, preparing to make up for a nightmare and stayed with Rong Yanran. He now felt that sleeping was a wonderful thing.

After Murong Xuan returned, Rong Yanran heard the sound of the door and her black hair poked over, her eyes full of anticipation and smiles.

"After making arrangements, let's take a rest." Murong Xuan said as he walked to her bed, touched her face, and was about to get into the quilt, but found that his hands were a little cold, so he planned to use internal strength to warm himself up first.

Unexpectedly, when Rong Yanran noticed that his hands were cold, his eyes lit up: "Murong Xuan, your hands are so cold! I'll warm you." As he said that, he pulled his hands under the quilt and held him with both hands. Murong Xuan has always been a small stove for her to keep warm. Today, Rong Yanran felt very happy and smiled a little silly.

Murong Xuan's heart wanted to be so warm by the warm sun. He slowly used his internal strength to warm his body, and then smiled and said, "Yan'er, your hands are quite powerful, I'm cold now, so you can warm me up too." As soon as he finished speaking, he smiled and got into the quilt.

Rong Yanran was ready to welcome Bing Er, but the imagined coldness did not come. Before she could take back her righteous expression, she pressed on his warm body as before, poked his shoulder and smiled: "You lied to me."

"Stop making trouble with Yan'er." Murong Xuan asked with a hint of hoarse voice. Damn, her **** was always easily lifted by her. Such an ordinary move could make him feel lingering. But if he was satisfied now, his Yan'er would probably not get up again in bed and could not play with snow. Therefore, in order to make his Yan'er look beautiful and happy after getting married, he decided to sacrifice himself.

After hearing his warning, Rong Yanran naturally knew what it meant, so she immediately stopped moving. She wanted to keep some energy to play with the snow.
Chapter completed!