She pursed her lips, and then belatedly raised her head to look at Xuanyuan Yehan. At this time, Xuanyuan Yehan's eyes were no longer drunk. Those peach blossom eyes were slightly hooked, like a fox.
"Xuanyuan Yehan!"
She suddenly called out. This was the third time she called his name alone.
Seeing that she didn't talk back, Xuanyuan Yehan felt strange. Why didn't this girl stop talking back? She was really not used to it.
The folding fan in his hand flapped, his peach blossom eyes twinkling, "Huh?"
After saying that, Xuanyuan Yehan walked towards the back room as if it was his room and not Murong Li's...
His eyes turned to Murong Li's bed, but he didn't expect that there was someone lying on the bed, and it was a man. Xuanyuan Yehan's pupils narrowed slightly, and anger surged in his chest.
How could a man sleep in her bed?
The folding fan in his hand closed violently, his eyes full of cruelty.
Even he didn't understand how he could have such anger.
"You actually hide a man secretly?" Xuanyuan Yehan asked calmly, suppressing the anger that was about to come out.
The calm voice had a hint of suppressed coldness.
Murong Li chuckled, followed Xuanyuan Yehan's footsteps, walked to his side, and said with a smile: "Why do you sound like you're catching someone raped in bed?"
As soon as these words came out, Xuanyuan Yehan was slightly startled. He calmed down his emotions for a moment and regained his romantic look.
After thinking about it, he said, "I, this king, am doing this for your own good. The presence of a man in the room of a woman who has not left the imperial court is really detrimental to her reputation."
Listening to Xuanyuan Yehan's high-sounding words, Murong Li raised her lips and smiled, as if she had heard a joke, "What kind of reputation do I have? Besides, you are not a man? You appear in my girl's boudoir every day!"
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Xuanyuan Yehan was speechless after being choked by these words.
"I want to go somewhere, can you help me take cover?" She bumped Xuanyuan Yehan with her wrist and took the opportunity to say.
He had been waiting for his arrival in the afternoon. He could tell Murong Feng that he would take her out for a trip. Due to Xuanyuan Yehan's identity, Murong Feng would not refuse.
In this way, she can go to Death Valley.
"What cover?"
"Tell my daddy that you want to take me on a trip!" She pursed her lips, not shying away.