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Chapter 761 : How can I save you

"Well, okay. Just read the novel."

Mo Qingcheng was too sleepy to open her eyes, so she agreed casually and fell into a deep sleep.

"Hey, take off your clothes before sleeping, it's uncomfortable." Ye Xuanji pushed him.

But he stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms and murmured: "Shh, don't make trouble, let me sleep for a while..." [

He fell asleep again.

This is the first time I’ve seen him look so tired!

Ye Xuanji felt a little distressed.

Sighing, forget it, she will serve him.

Carefully taking off his boots and robe, he suddenly paused with his fingers.

A strange flower fell out of the sleeve of his robe.

This flower is not small, but it only has two large petals.

The bright red color blooms in full swing, and a faint sweet fragrance rushes straight into the nose.

What kind of strange flower is this?

It looks so weird. Where did he get it?

What is this for?

Countless questions swirled in her mind and she suppressed them.

Forget it, maybe this is one of the special materials he needs. He hasn't come back tonight, so it seems he is working on this thing.

And put the flower back into his sleeve...

Ye Xuanji had been worried for so long and felt a little sleepy.

After covering him with a quilt, she fell asleep next to him.

That night, the two of them truly slept in each other's arms, doing nothing...

Early the next morning, Ye Xuanji opened her eyes and found that she was the only one on the bed.

Mo Qingcheng disappeared again.[

She couldn't help but sigh, Mo Qingcheng had been extremely busy recently, maybe she should help him a little and do what she could for him.

She had just finished washing up when the door opened and Mo Qingcheng walked in.

He was still wearing a light blue long-sleeved robe with a few bamboo poles dripping from it.

It looks indescribably charming.

He was holding a bowl of thick porridge in his hand, with curls of mist lingering on the porridge.

winnowing

Before it was brought to her, she smelled a faint sweet aroma. The sweet aroma was a bit familiar...

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