Let’s take a step back, even if Xue Mo used him to rescue him when he fell off the cliff, it would only take a moment. I haven’t heard that it would be impossible to reach the bottom after falling off a cliff for a few minutes...

The time is too short, even if you hug the beauty, you can't feel it...

An ordinary cliff cannot fall, and he cannot take the risk of falling down the cliff under the white tower!

When the Emperor approached dawn, he thought about it for an hour and finally thought of this white tower that only he could get up...

He successfully fooled the little girl. Miss Yu Jin was holding him enthusiastically. Emperor Zun felt that he had made a profit this time.

This was the first time he was held like this. He looked at the little girl in his arms and felt a little strange.

It turned out that this was the feeling of being hugged by someone you like as a backer. His heart was warm and hot, which made him subconsciously want to hold her back...

Ning Xuemo was gritting his teeth in his heart. What does this great god mean?

Is it really appropriate for him to tease her with the identity of Emperor?

Are you not afraid of your identity being exposed in front of her?

Xue Mo hugged his thin waist, and the faint fragrance on his nose was a pleasant smell. This breath made her feel a little dizzy and heartbeat. At the same time, there was an inexplicable repulsion...

Xue Mo wanted to let go, but her instinct for survival made her afraid...

If a drowning person catches driftwood, he will not let go even if he knows it is a trap.

His teasing words made Xue Mo blush, and her arms relaxed slightly, making herself calmer: "Emperor, please send me back to your original place. I don't think this tower is where I should come..."

"You need to work hard to get back to the original place." Emperor spoke, his voice still remained dull.

She works hard on her own? How to work hard?

Now the four fields are covered with clouds and mist, and the scenery is almost the same. Even the eight sides of the white tower under your feet are exactly the same.

She couldn't tell which direction she was heading...

"Please give me advice." Ning Xuemo tried his best to keep the distance between the two of them in his words, and spoke very politely.

The Emperor looked at her with his eyes down. She kept her head down. She couldn't see Xue Mo's expression at the moment, but such a strange tone made him feel uncomfortable and said lightly: "Only when I'm instructing people, that person is kneeling."

Ning Xuemo: "..." Actually, she was not willing to kneel down, but she couldn't let go of him now. Once she knelt down, she would just hug his legs...

Holding his waist, she felt a little stressed, and hugging his legs again... She felt that her skin was still a little thinner.

While her waist was struggling with a dilemma, her waist suddenly tightened, and the Emperor finally hugged her with his backhand.

She was in a flash of consciousness, and the Emperor had already sat down with her in her arms: "I am a little tired recently, so let's take a break."

Ning Xuemo was lying in his arms as a princess hugged her, and half sat on his legs. The Emperor's arm circled her waist and let her lean against her chest.

This posture is really not very close!

Moreover, when he sat down, there was no other place to stand on it.

Ning Xuemo raised his face and looked at his white jade mask, his body was a little stiff, and he didn't quite understand what his series of actions meant.

Or maybe I understand it in my heart, but the subconscious mind is escaping.

And as soon as he sat down, she couldn't find the place even if she wanted to give up her to kneel down.

"Emperor?" Ning Xuemo didn't know what he was selling in the gourd, so he could only sit in his arms stiffly and respond to changes in the same way as he remained unchanged.
Chapter completed!