Without saying a word, Young Master Di turned on the light, got out of bed and poured her a glass of hot water. She started reading a novel.
He tested the temperature of the water against his lips. It felt a little hot, so he blew it gently to make sure the temperature was just right. Then he returned to the bed and coaxed softly: "Yaoyao, come here, drink water."
Gu Xiaoyao gurgled a cup of warm water into his stomach and put it back under the quilt.
"Want to drink again?"
"I'm not thirsty anymore."[
She only showed her small head, watching the emperor put down the cup, watching him put it into the quilt, watching him slowly lie down, watching him turn sideways and stare at her.
He smiled and said: "Why are you looking at me? Are you dreaming about me? I dare to fall asleep in the bathroom if you think so, little one, I haven't settled the score with you yet."
She twisted her body into a comfortable sleeping position, then stuck out her tongue, with a naughty look on her face: "I'm too sleepy, I told you a long time ago, I'm so sleepy."
It's easier for two people to get along in the middle of the night.
Young Master Di turned over, and the man on top and the woman on the bottom were pressing her down: "Are you awake now?"
He stroked her messy sleeping hair to both sides and stared into her eyes carefully: "Yaoyao, I'm hungry."
"Then let's order takeout. Well, it's so late, I don't know if I can order it."
Gu Xiaoyao kindly went to look for her mobile phone, but Young Master Di held her wrist and refused to allow her to move: "I'm not hungry, I'm hungry here, do you feel it?"
He grabbed her other hand, kept pushing it down, and finally pressed down on the already erect little Emperor, with a smile on his lips: "Yaoyao, I'm so hungry here..."
Gu Xiaoyao's face suddenly burned up. The ambiguous bedside lamp at night shone on his coquettish face. She looked fascinated, but her body was stiff in his arms, not daring to move.
move.
"Young Master Di, do men always think about that kind of thing?" Her eyes were full of curiosity.
"What's going on?" He asked without answering.
"Is this what you are thinking about now?" she said, looking away from him, a little embarrassed, her face as red as the sunset on fire.
Young Master Di gently pinched her chin to prevent her from escaping. With a beautiful smile on his lips, he looked into her eyes and said, "What am I thinking about now?"
"It's just..." She couldn't say it, and immediately hummed: "You know what you're asking."
"You are only allowed to ask questions knowingly, but I am not allowed to ask questions knowingly?" He laughed slyly: "Yaoyao, it is wrong to only allow the state officials to set fires and not allow the people to light lamps."