Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

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"Get up, what are you doing!"

At such a short distance, Yun Xi subconsciously wrapped himself in the quilt and wrapped himself, rubbing the distance to the side.

As soon as she pulled it, the quilt covering Mu Fei Chi all touched her.

The man who was sleeping in his clothes didn't even take off his shoes, so he lay on her side.

Seeing him closed his eyes, Yun Xi reached out and pushed him, "You quickly roll back to your Mu Mansion!"

Compared with her shabby little bed, which of the beds in the Mu Mu Mansion is not a privately-made master's handiwork, you have to squeeze anything in her!

Moreover, he alone occupied two thirds of the bed, let her sleep at night!

More importantly, if he got up tomorrow and went over the wall and met someone who was an early grandpa or a neighbor, the only one who was unlucky would be her!

The more annoyed you think, the more anxious you feel!

His position was clearly determined that she would not dare to mess up, and she would never leave!

Used to control the situation, this feeling of being eaten to death makes her very uncomfortable!

When the fire rose, she lifted her feet and kicked him. The man with closed eyes clasped her ankle precisely and opened her eyes slightly.

"Small things, if you make trouble again, it's dawn! It took 25 hours of flight. I was very tired. I didn't have the energy to crawl out. Be good, don't make trouble~ I will leave tomorrow morning.

"You can't go home first when tired!!!"

Your uncle knows to bully her!

Yun Xi withdrew his feet and looked down at the figure lying on the side with his arms folded, a faint tiredness between his eyebrows.

She remembered that M country really needs to take a day's flight when she comes back.

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

Someone raised the corner of her mouth proudly where she couldn't see.

Twenty hours of flight was indeed tiring, but he couldn't resist the mood that he wanted to see her.

So as soon as the visit was over, he made people buy overnight flights and flew back.

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

The heart-shaped man looks like a hairy boy, madly impulsive, even he feels a little different from himself.

In the cold night, Yun Xi took a quilt out and covered Mufeichi.

The bed was too small, there was only a single sofa in the room, and the sleeping floor was too cold. She worried that her aunt would die from the cold.

Can only be obediently shrunk to the side, guard his one-third of an acre of land, and dare not move.

The man's calm breathing hovered in his ears, the faint scent of mint on the man's body entwined with the scent of bath milk on her body.

Such a quiet and ambiguous night is doomed to insomnia.

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

In front of her, Han Yaotian always looks like a decent gentleman, making her think that this is a man worthy of life.

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

In this life, when she met Han Yaotian, when she set up to push him to the top, she thought it would be ahead of schedule.

Once they meet, she will meet him, the love and hatred of the last life, there will always be an end.

This night, she thought about many things and many people, when she fell asleep she did not notice.

Mu Feichi's physiological alarm clock was earlier than Yun Xi's. The alarm clock on the bedside when he woke up was only 5.20.

He lightened his movements and sat up. After several hours of rest, he finally recovered his strength and energy.

Turning his head, he looked down at the figure curled up on the edge of the bed, and it was estimated that a roll could roll to the floor.

Sleeping so peacefully, he was a little bit lost.

In the dim light, he reached out and took her back to his side to tuck the quilt.

The little thing in his arms is quiet and beautiful, without the stubbornness and strength when he was treated against him on weekdays, and he fell asleep like a peas princess.

Small, tender, and very pitiful.