Yixing put his slender fingers in front of Yan Xiaomo's pink lips and shook his head slowly.
"That's enough.
I know, I understand."
Yixing couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart.
Yan Xiaomo pursed her lips and sighed inwardly.
"Hurry up and have breakfast, Jiuge and the others are going to prepare things."
After Yixing finished speaking, he left, leaving Yan Xiaomo with a lonely figure.
Yan Xiaomo sat at the table and finished the food that Yixing brought over.
No matter what, you still have to face what you have to face.
If you had said this earlier, you would not have made Yixing sink deeper.
It didn't take long for Prince Lanling to come back, and his face seemed to be in good condition.
"Chang, you seem to be in a good mood."
"It's not bad."
Prince Lanling sat on the stool, poured some water into his cup and drank.
Yan Xiaomo glanced at Prince Lanling and said, "Yixing came over just now to deliver breakfast.
It was you who asked Yixing to come over and deliver breakfast."
When Prince Lanling was around, he probably wouldn't let other men get close to him.
This morning, Yixing came over to deliver something.
It was probably Prince Lanling who asked Yixing to come over so that she could make things clear to Yixing.
Unexpectedly, this man who looked like a banished immortal could be so cunning.
Yan Xiaomo finally saw it.
But to be honest, Yan Xiaomo doesn't hate King Lanling for doing this.
The reason why he does this is because he cares about himself.
She doesn't know whether King Lanling is overbearing or what.
If it were her, she would be careful for the person she likes.
"I was a little busy in the morning, so I had to ask Yixing to deliver breakfast.
How is it?
Are you full?"
The corners of Prince Lanling's lips curled up slightly, and his eyes were filled with a gentle smile.
"You're full, can you not be full?
That was delivered by Yixing himself."
Yan Xiaomo said this deliberately, and sure enough, the smile on Prince Lanling's face faltered slightly.
Sample, make you think carefully.
"Yan Xiaomo" Prince Lanling's voice deepened slightly, and a dangerous aura flashed in his eyes.
Yan Xiaomo was not frightened because Prince Lanling would not be cruel to her.
Even if he was cruel, it would be just a pretense.
"Whatever you ask me to do, I'm telling the truth."
Yan Xiaomo rolled his eyes and rested his chin on his palm.
Prince Lanling stood up slowly, his tall figure covering Yan Xiaomo.
"You, what do you want?"
Yan Xiaomo blinked and looked at the smile on King Lanling's face, and couldn't help feeling a little scared.
"It's still early for departure, why don't we take advantage of this time to do something?"
King Lanling said meaningfully, walking behind Yan Xiaomo and holding Yan Xiaomo tightly in his arms.
"What can't be done?
We have to rush today."
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Yan Xiaomo stood up, turned around and faced King Lanling, stretched out her hand to push King Lanling away, but found that her strength could not push him away at all, and instead made King Lanling hug her even tighter.
"It's still early, enough for us to do something meaningful."
Prince Lanling smiled ambiguously and pressed Yan Xiaomo directly on the table, only to hear a moan.
"Xiaomo's waist is so soft."
Prince Lanling's big palm caressed Yan Xiaomo's delicate waist through the thin clothes.
Yan Xiaomo was pressed on the table unable to move, and their postures at this moment were particularly ambiguous.
"Ah Chang's waist strength is also pretty good."
It's just like a small electric motor, Yan Xiaomo thought, her face burning up.
But when it comes to waist softness, it belongs to Li Bai. oshow7: