My host knocks cute

Chapter 1282 The Emperor's Little Cutie (42)

"Huh...huh..."

Emperor Jingxuan was awakened by the soft snoring, he opened his eyes, turned his head to look, and saw Su Qingyu sitting next to him.

She rested her chin on one hand and grasped his big palm with the other, falling asleep.

Emperor Jingxuan sat up and looked at Su Qingyu's sleeping face quietly.

He found that the sleeping Su Qingyu was completely different from the awake Su Qingyu.

Su Qingyu who fell asleep was very quiet, how could she be as careless as when she was awake?
I'm afraid she can only make people feel at ease when she falls asleep.

Emperor Jingxuan thought of the dream just now, and couldn't help thinking of the days spent with Su Qingyu.

In fact, sometimes, she is quite cute.

Emperor Jingxuan leaned on the edge of the bed, and did not see Su Qingyu's eyebrows wrinkled once, as if there was a sign of waking up.

Su Qingyu woke up and stretched subconsciously.

Feeling abnormal in the hand, looking up, Emperor Jingxuan's hand is still held by her!

Now, Emperor Jingxuan's hand was hanging in the air with hers, Su Qingyu swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and slowly put it down.

She smiled naively: "Dijun, I'm so sorry, I didn't know you were awake..."

Wait a minute, what are you talking about? Could it be that he can do whatever he wants without waking up?

In fact, this is the case, but in front of others, it is better not to behave like this.

"Bah, I was wrong, Lord Dijun, all the faults are my fault, don't worry about it."

Ever since he knew the difference in strength between himself and Emperor Jingxuan, Su Qingyu's desire to survive was as strong as he wanted.

The bah that Su Qingyu said made Emperor Jingxuan look sideways, with helplessness in his eyes.

He slowly took his hand back and said, "That's right, I've made progress, and I know how to advance and retreat."

"What?"

Su Qingyu's face was stunned.

"Do you remember the dream just now?"

"I remember, why don't I remember, I remember clearly."

That dream left a deep impression on her, she almost couldn't come back, how could she forget it so easily?

Emperor Jingxuan sat up straight and crossed his legs, "The dream just now was not your dream, but you entered my dream. Otherwise, the devil would not have found you."

"He has been in this gentleman's body for more than 5000 years, and his reaction this time is the strongest. Over the years, he has accumulated a lot of energy. He happened to meet you. He needs nourishment. Fortunately, you still have some sense. Otherwise, I'm afraid that no matter how Mu Ning yells, he won't be able to wake you up."

Su Qingyu was overjoyed by Emperor Jingxuan's compliment.

"That is, my practice these days has not been in vain."

This compliment made Su Qingyu proud, and Emperor Jingxuan shook his head helplessly.

"Help me out of bed." Emperor Jingxuan had just had a "battle" and his strength had not yet recovered.

Just now when Su Qingyu got rid of the illusion, Emperor Jingxuan was also distracted and did some effort, but he didn't tell her.

Emperor Jingxuan felt that there was no need to tell Su Qingyu about these things, as it would only add unnecessary trouble.

Su Qingyu helped Emperor Jingxuan out of bed, helped him all the way to sit in front of the Qing table, and then poured him a cup of tea.

After getting along for a few months, Su Qingyu had a clear understanding of Emperor Jingxuan's life rules. He spent most of the day meditating and practicing. In his spare time, he liked to drink lightly with a cup of tea.

Emperor Jingxuan noticed all these small details, and he wrote them down silently.

"Dijun, you're fine, but I'm worried about Mu Ning."

(End of this chapter)