Youtanhua's petite and soft body was in his arms, and Mu Fusheng's hanging heart truly fell to the ground.
He couldn't help but turn over and press Youtanhua under him.
Youtanhua was sleeping sweetly, her pink lips were pouting and a little crystal saliva.
Mu Fusheng chuckled and couldn't help but lean over and kiss her.
After his lips were held in his mouth, Utanhua woke up slowly. He saw Mu Fusheng closing his eyes and his long eyelashes were placed on his face like a small fan.
Realizing that Utanhua had woken up, he opened his eyes and pressed it against Utanhua's lips and said, "Senior, are you awake?"
Youtanhua raised his slap and slapped Mu Fusheng in the head, and said angrily: "You are not talking nonsense. Have you ever seen anyone sleeping with their eyes open?"
Mu Fusheng's body, which had just been wandering in life and death, was slapped by Youtanhua, but he was not angry at all.
He apologized: "Sorry, senior, I've disturbed you to sleep. The little monk just saw that the shiny saliva on your lips was so cute, and he couldn't help it."
Mu Fusheng told the truth, but Utanhua got up at this moment and reached the peak of his anger.
She turned over and suddenly pressed Mu Fusheng under her body, and sat across Mu Fusheng's waist.
"Little monk, you are so spoiled by this emperor that you are lawless, right? If someone else says that this emperor is drooling while sleeping, he has now ascended to heaven." Utanhua threatened to lift Mu Fusheng's chin.
Mu Fusheng sighed and said, "Senior, the monk is wrong, I will never dare to do it again next time."
The words meant to admit their mistakes, but they were calm and gentle on their faces, which made Utanhua almost angrily look over.
So, she used her fingers to point Mu Fusheng's lips with her wicked taste and said domineeringly: "Okay, man, I will give you a chance to redeem your sins now and please me, now, immediately, right away!"
Mu Fusheng coughed lightly and lifted Youtanhua up with his waist.
The next second, he held Youtanhua out of bed in such a posture, and Youtanhua subconsciously wrapped around Mu Fusheng like an octopus.
Mu Fusheng hugged Youtanhua and passed by the previously shattered table, tugged at the corner of his mouth, thinking to himself, thanks to this broken table.
Then the two of them arrived on the balcony. At this time, the sun had just exposed a trace of gold from the horizon, but with golden light sprayed around, it passed through layers of mist and shot towards the earth.
Mu Fusheng placed Youtanhua on the railing of the balcony, hugged her waist, and said gently: "Senior, look, it's Chaoyang."
The rising sun rises, everything revives, and the hawking of early vendors has already come from afar.
Yutanhua hugged Mu Fusheng's neck and looked towards the east with him. The golden morning light seemed to have a layer of gold edge on the two of them.
Youtanhua suddenly felt that don’t ask what the future ahead is. At this moment, as long as Mu Fusheng is by her side, there will be no regrets in this life.
She lowered her head, and the man covered in golden light in front of her was more dazzling than the Buddha Bodhisattva in any Buddhist temple.
It was like a warm light shining into the endless dark night, allowing her to chase him and run.
"Mu Fusheng."
"Well, I'm here." Mu Fusheng turned his head and looked at Youtanhua affectionately.
Youtanhua lowered his head, held Mu Fusheng's head, and kissed his lips affectionately.
Mu Fusheng pressed Youtanhua's neck and deepened the kiss again.
It was hard to part with each other, and the two of them held their foreheads against each other. Mu Fusheng said gently: "It's already dawn, are we still practicing dual cultivation?"
"..." Youtanhua was choked and coughed lightly, "Let's postpone it. According to the plan, Xiaoru should arrange for us to enter the palace today."
Mu Fusheng nodded and said, "Okay, that little monk will please seniors next time. Remember first, the little monk will never break his promise."
Youtanhua's face was flushing. I don't know if it was reflected by the brilliance of the rising sun or shyness. She buried her head on Mu Fusheng's shoulder and nodded in a muffled voice.