On Our Wedding Night, His Highness Can’t Continue His Acting After Reading My Mind!

The winter night is as cold as water, the stars are sparse and the moon is cold outside the window, and the wind is blowing thousands of miles.

The girl's face was flushed, her starry eyes were like water, the light in her eyes was slightly blurred, and there was a charming look at the end of her eyes.

She lowered her eyes slightly, and what she saw was the man's ink-like hair tied up with a silver hair ornament.

As he bowed his head and leaned over, the black hair poured down, and it felt a little cool when it slid across the skin, and a few strands of hair were lifted by the night wind, brushing against her cheeks, a little itchy.

She raised her hand subconsciously, her arm was limp and weak, and her beautiful fingertips inserted into his hair, as if she wanted to push him away, and she seemed to want more.

In my mind, I was thinking dazedly that it would be great if I could faint...

I don't know if God heard her voice? The next moment, she actually fell asleep with her eyes darkened.

At first, Nangong Mo didn't notice that Yunran had passed out, he was immersed in his own world, weaving his charming dreams.

Then, gradually, something was finally discovered.

When he got up and looked up to see the girl's sweet sleeping face, at that moment, the man's expression seemed to be struck by lightning, stiff and cracked.

A handsome face that is as beautiful as a demon is so dark that it seems to be able to squirt ink...

Nangong Mo took a deep breath, closed his eyes forcefully, and calmed down the urge to strangle a certain little girl to death.

She actually passed out!

She actually fainted again!

He originally thought she was pretending to be dizzy, but he didn't expect that she was really dizzy!

...

On a big tree fifty meters away, Feng Xuan was lying on the tree with his sword in his arms and looking at the moon. When he was enjoying himself, he suddenly heard that the temple was asking for water.

Feng Xuan was really frightened, and jumped up from the tree with a fright, with a surprised expression on his face.

His grandfather is done so soon? !

Can't it? ! This... His master's body should be fine, right? !

Feng Xuan blew towards the door in an instant, and called out in surprise and worry: "Master?"

After following for many years, the tacit understanding between the two is extraordinary, Nangong Mo almost understood the meaning of the word Fengxuan in seconds.

Immediately, the already dark handsome face turned even darker, and he squeezed out two words coldly from between his teeth:

"cold water."

"ah?"

Feng Xuan was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood, "Master, wait a moment, I will come back after I go down!"

God, why does his father want cold water again? What's wrong this time?

Soaking in cold water twice in these three days... No matter how healthy his father is, he can't bear this kind of torture, right?

Feng Xuan fetched cold water worriedly, took a peek at Nangong Mo's dark and handsome face, and decided to risk his life to speak, "Master..."

"roll."

The word is correct, the murderous look is amazing!

"..."

Desire, begging, dissatisfaction, and satisfaction are terrible!

Feng Xuan shivered, and immediately swallowed the words that followed, "Get out of here, little one!"

Feng Xuan returned to the big tree again, but this time he had no intention of admiring the moon.

Let the Lord take it easy, tomorrow he will risk his life to speak out!

In this cold weather, soaking in cold water twice a day is not the answer...

...

Yunran had a good night's sleep and woke up in the bright sunshine, feeling refreshed.

She found herself lying on Nangong Mo's luxurious couch, but Nangong Mo was not in the room.

The scenes of last night were played back in her mind bit by bit, Yun Ran couldn't help but reach out and cover her face with her hands when she thought of the things she did after she was drunk.

Alcohol and sex are misleading people! However, the wine doesn't seem to be particularly bad... right?

"Lin Wanyue, drink the medicine."

The man's cold voice came, and Yun Ran turned around, almost thinking that he saw a black-faced god...

"Nangong...Mo?"

The man snorted coldly, passed the medicine bowl in front of her, and said three words coldly:

"No left."