She muttered unintelligible sentences in a kind of hymn-like verse, and occasionally raised her eyes to look at his face.

Xuanyuan Xuantian closed his eyes and remained silent.

It's probably the default.

Ling Xiaotu’s voice got a little louder:[

"But, you don't care what I'm thinking at all? You make me feel uncomfortable, you know? People tend to cry when they feel uncomfortable, so don't treat me like a pillow.

Xuanyuan Xuantian reached out and patted Ling Xiaotu's face, hoping that she would shut up and let him sleep.

He didn't know why he just didn't want to feel relieved when he held this girl. Even if he heard her chirping, it would be fine. He just felt that there was something particularly clean and warm in his arms, which made him no longer feel lonely and unbearable.

"Well, I don't want you to be like this! You bully me, you bully me

It has been a day since Ling Xiaotu ran back from the banquet. Ling Xiaotu has not slept at all. His nerves have been tense and he is in a first-level alert state during the battle. However, no matter how hard he tries, it will be in vain. In Xuanyuan Xuantian

No matter how hard Ling Xiaotu persists, it will be in vain.

She even really felt that Xuanyuan Xuantian had completely used her as a pillow and wanted to rub her from top to bottom.

Although Ling Xiaotu really wants to hate Xuanyuan Xuantian, but if she hates him, what's the use?

She couldn't retaliate, and she had no way to retaliate. Even if she did, Xuanyuan Xuantian would just take it as a scratch on her body and not care at all.

The wails gradually turned into choked sobs and the body slowly lost strength. Ling Xiaotu became a little bit into the drama.

I cried until I was tired, cried until I was ashes, cried until I gradually entered despair, and my whole body was buried deeply between my legs.

Xuanyuan Xuantian was very close, and he could see Ling Xiaotu's sadness, but it seemed that he had not experienced this kind of sad emotion for a long time.
Chapter completed!