He pulled off her bellyband with one hand and carried her to the bed with his other hand.

The necklace on the top of the bed hung down, just to her forehead, framing her beautiful face, as if she was a lady walking down from a painting.

Gong Xiaoyin was stunned for a moment

Xiaoman looked at that heroic face and sighed inwardly.

"Xiaoyin, you never do anything you regret later. I hope you are not impulsive. Today you want me. I want you to stay with me and never be separated."

As soon as he heard her words, Gong Xiaoyin's confused brain calmed down.

He put his face against her smooth face and said painfully: "I'm sorry Xiaoman, I can't give you this. If I had a brother, I would definitely go away from home with you and live the life of a couple of gods and immortals."

"Xiaoyin, don't say it. All I know is because I love you, so I don't want to give it to you. I want us to be free from worries and fetters forever."

After Xiaoman finished speaking, she stretched out her feet and slowly got off the bed. This is a delicate woman. Even an ordinary movement must be elegant to the core.

She had a snow lotus on the mountain. Even if he walked to her side, he would not be able to pluck it.

Although what she wants is simple, he can never afford it

Getting off the bed, she arranged her clothes, pulled down the velvet quilt on the bed, and covered Gong Xiaoyin's body.

"Have a good sleep, I will cook your favorite rice pudding and shiitake mushroom chicken"

Gong Xiaoyin nodded and watched her disappear at the door.

In the corner of the sky exposed by the curtains, snowflakes were still flying. Smelling the fragrance of jasmine spreading in the room, Gong Xiaoyin soon fell asleep.

Apart from at home, this is the only place where he would sleep so soundly

When I woke up, it was already nine o'clock in the evening

Needless to say, there were soft footsteps coming from the stairs. It was Xiaoman who came up.

As the door opened, a smiling face came in

Her smile is like a blooming lotus, not stained with dust."

He hurriedly closed his eyes

Xiaoman came over, sat down next to him, and gently stroked his hair. Her slender fingers were like a piece of smooth suet jade, exuding a faint fragrance. The fragrant concubine in the Qing Dynasty was nothing more than that.

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Seeing that he was still sleeping, she sat there quietly without saying a word
Chapter completed!