Yan Xiaomo didn't dare to look at Zhuang Zhou's oppressive eyes and lowered her head, her heart beating like a thunderous drum.
"Your hand is injured."
Zhuang Zhou looked straight at the woman who lowered her head in guilt, and the hands behind her back were tightly twisted into fists.
"It's okay now.
Master knows I'm injured."
Yan Xiaomo raised her head cautiously and glanced at Zhuang Zhou, but lowered her head again when she saw Zhuang Zhou's beautiful eyes.
Zhuang Zhou's hand that was clenched into a fist relaxed slightly, he lowered his eyes, and his voice seemed a little low in the quiet hall, "Seeing that you keep pinching your fingers, you might be injured."
His tone seemed to be such a casual mention, which made Yan Xiaomo sigh in relief.
"My, my hand is fine."
After saying that, Yan Xiaomo subconsciously opened his hand.
Zhuang Zhou suddenly took two steps closer to Yan Xiaomo.
Warm breath greeted him, with a light fruity fragrance.
It was originally a calming fragrance, but Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but blush.
His cheeks turned red and he lowered his head even lower.
Zhuang Zhou's white sleeve-length fingers lifted Yan Xiaomo's blushing face, and their eyes met, his brown eyes meeting his clear water-like eyes.
"You're blushing."
A narrow smile flashed across Zhuang Zhou's calm face.
"Ah" Yan Xiaomo responded belatedly, came to her senses and held her cheeks tightly with both hands.
She felt her heartbeat was so fast now.
To describe it in one sentence, it’s like a deer-like collision.
Zhuang Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly and hugged the person in front of him.
Yan Xiaomo was confused by Zhuang Zhou's actions.
When she came to her senses, she was hugged tightly by Zhuang Zhou.
The cold and slippery touch on his lips made Yan Xiaomo freeze up.
She, she was actually kissed by Zhuang Zhou.
At the entrance of the palace, Mo Wushuang stopped when he saw this scene, his handsome eyebrows furrowed tightly, and the hands in his wide sleeves couldn't help but twist into fists.
"Hmm" Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but murmured, because Zhuang Zhou opened her teeth and went directly into her mouth.
It seemed that he had eaten something sweet and wanted more, and kept asking for Yan Xiaomo's mouth.
Fang Ze in Mokou.
Yan Xiaomo was also shocked by Zhuang Zhou's unexpected kiss.
But fortunately, his kiss was quite gentle, and his kissing skills were a little jerky.
Zhuang Zhou was just pretending, but when his lips pressed against those pink lips, he instantly changed his mind.
A feeling he had never experienced before arose in his heart, making him want more of the softness, and when he tasted the sweet taste, he couldn't help it.
Unknowingly, he was intoxicated in this kiss, tender and affectionate, one hand wrapped around the slender waist of the woman in front of him, and the other hand slowly wandered around her back.
Her hesitation is poppy and mesmerizing.
Such a beautiful person must be coveted by many people.
Thinking that such a good person would be coveted by others, Zhuang Zhou suddenly felt a little irritated and bit his plump cherry lips.
Feeling the pain on her lips, Yan Xiaomo instinctively moved her head back and looked at the man in front of her with a blushing face.
His handsome face was also stained with a faint blush.
"Master" Yan Xiaomo lowered his head and looked away from Zhuang Zhou's probing gaze.
Master and apprentice are acting like this, which is against ethics.
Yan Xiaomo naturally doesn't care about this so-called ethics.
Besides, she is Yan Xiaomo, not Mangosteen. oshow7: