Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

"Get up, what are you doing!"

With such a close distance, Yun Xi subconsciously pulled the quilt to wrap herself tightly, and rubbed aside to distance herself.

As soon as she talked like this, the quilt covering Mu Feichi was all pulled on her.

The man who slept in clothes, without even taking off his shoes, just lay on her side on her bed.

Seeing that he closed his eyes and didn't move, Yun Xi reached out and pushed him, "Hurry up and go back to your Mu Mansion!"

Compared with her dilapidated little bed, which bed in the Hemu Mansion is not a privately-made master-level handicraft, it has to be squeezed in her place!

Moreover, he occupied two-thirds of the bed alone, so how could she sleep at night!

More importantly, if he gets up tomorrow and goes out over the wall, and meets his grandfather who got up early or someone from his neighbor's house, she will be the one who will be unlucky!

The more you think about it, the more annoyed you become, the more anxious you become!

This battle of his is clearly determined that she does not dare to mess around, and she will not leave!

Getting used to controlling the situation, this feeling of being eaten to death made her very uncomfortable!

When she got angry, she lifted her foot and kicked him twice. The man with his eyes closed precisely clasped her ankle and opened his eyes slightly.

"Little thing, if you make trouble again, it will be dawn! After 25 hours on the plane, I'm very tired, and I don't have the energy to climb out. Be good, don't make trouble~ I'll leave early tomorrow morning."

"You can't go home first if you're tired!!"

Your uncle, you know how to bully her!

Yun Xi withdrew her feet, lowered her eyes and looked at the figure lying on her side with her arms crossed, her brows filled with a hint of tiredness.

It was only then that she remembered that it really took a day's flight to come back from country M, and the hard-hitting people couldn't stand it.

Unable to drive him away, she could only stand up, walk to the other side, squat down and take off his shoes for him.

In a place she couldn't see, someone raised the corner of his mouth proudly.

Twenty-odd hours of flying was really tiring, but it couldn't match his desire to see her.

So as soon as the visit was over, he asked someone to buy an overnight flight to fly back.

Thousands of waters and thousands of mountains are no match for a smile.

Returning to the heart like an arrow, he is crazy and impulsive, and even he himself feels a little different from himself.

In the cold night, Yun Xi took a quilt and came out to cover Mu Feichi.

The bed was too small, there was only one single sofa in the room, and the floor was too cold to sleep on. She was worried that her aunt would kill herself when she caught cold.

You can only obediently shrink to the side, guard your own one-third of an acre of land, and dare not move.

The man's steady breathing lingered in his ears, and the faint mint fragrance on the man's body was entwined with the fragrance of the shower gel on her body.

Such a quiet and ambiguous night is destined to be sleepless.

Even in the last life, she never slept with Han Yaotian.

In front of her, Han Yaotian always looked like a gentleman, which made her think that he was a man worthy of entrustment for life.

Her self-righteousness eventually killed herself indirectly. The so-called gentleman is just a hypocrite and a villain.

In this life, when she met Han Yaotian, when she set up a bureau and pushed him to the top, she thought it would be earlier.

Once they meet, the intersection between her and him, the love-hate relationship in the previous life, must come to an end.

That night, she thought about a lot of things and people, and she didn't even notice when she fell asleep.

Mu Feichi's biological alarm clock was earlier than Yun Xi's, and the alarm clock on the bedside was only 5:20 when he woke up.

He eased his movements and sat up. After a few hours of rest, he finally regained his strength and spirit.

Turning his head, he lowered his eyes and looked at the figure curled up on the edge of the bed, and it was estimated that he could roll to the floor if he turned over.

Sleeping so "secretly" actually made him a little lost.

In the dim light, he reached out and took her back to him and tucked the quilt.

The little thing in his arms was quiet and beautiful, not as stubborn and strong as when he was facing him on weekdays, and looked as well-behaved as a princess pea when he fell asleep.

Small, tender, and very pitiful.

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