my villain is too cute

Chapter 1639 Warm to Cold (43)

Xun Nuan pursed his lips, the dimples on his cheeks were sunken, he looked around.

God's Domain is still a vast expanse of whiteness, empty, staying in this place, I really don't know what to do.

But thinking that the days to come will become quiet and stable, I am very happy to find warmth.

He stretched his waist, turned his head to look at Han Jin, he might be a little tired, his pupils were foggy, warm and soft, and his voice was softer than usual, "I want to rest."

Han Jin stared at him blankly, unable to move his eyes away.

Seeing her dumbfounded expression, Xun Nuan pursed the corners of her bright red lips and tilted her head, "Did you hear me?"

Han Jin regained his composure a little bit, blinked, "Nuan Bao looks really good-looking."

Seeking warmth: ...

What do you suddenly praise someone for?
And... what is a warm treasure?
Xun Nuan squinted his soft eyes, "Nuan Bao?"

Han Jin pursed his lips and smiled, and nodded, "Well, every world has an intimate name, and only those who are close can call it."

Xunnuan was silent for a few seconds, a little curious, "Are we close?"

"Isn't it?"

Xun Nuan tilted his head, "Really?"

Han Jin: ...

She frowned and looked very serious, "We only have each other, aren't we the closest people?"

"..."

Listen, it seems like it does.

Xunnuan suddenly remembered, "Where did you put Tuantuan?"

Han Jin fell silent, she didn't think about Tuantuan at all, after thinking about it, she said seriously: "Don't let it call you Nuanbao, only I can call you."

Seeking warmth: ...

Childish possessiveness.
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Han Jin brought Xun Nuan into the shrine.

Xunnuan looked around and found that there was nothing special, so he had no interest in reading any more, and fell asleep on the bed directly.

When he woke up again, he almost thought he had changed places.

To put it bluntly, the shrine before was just a very ordinary room, and there were even various unnamed things placed in the corners, which seemed a bit messy.

Now, there are many more simple and elegant furnishings in the room, and the room is instantly enriched, but it is not crowded.

A delicate and small pearl hangs above the head, exuding soft light, and the warm yellow light falls on the whole bed, as if enveloping a layer of afterglow at dusk.

Xunnuan's dark and watery eyes were filled with mist, and he didn't realize what had changed here.

Sitting up, I found that the clothes on my body were different.

After the inspection, he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he just took off his outer robe, not completely changed his clothes.

"Are you awake?" Han Jin came in from the outside.

Seeing that the boy just woke up, lying on her usual bed without any defense, he was in an indescribably good mood.

Xun Nuan followed the voice and looked towards the door, rubbed her hair that was messy from sleeping, nodded softly, "Yes."

Han Jin chuckled lightly, came to the bed and sat down, naturally took him into his arms, picked up the robe at the end of the bed, and dressed him.

Just waking up, the reaction to seek warmth was very slow, and one sleeve was already put on before he came back to his senses.

He blocked Han Jin's wrist, the tip of his ear was like the red glow spreading from the sky, suppressing his embarrassment, "I will do it myself."

Han Jin thought about it, and let him go.

Step by step is better.

Xun Nuan was getting dressed, Han Jin stared at him unblinkingly, as if he hadn't seen him in 800 years.

He sighed helplessly in his heart, glanced at Han Jin, and casually said something to divert her attention, "Why did the room become like this?"

Han Jin heard the words, glanced at the layout of the room, and then looked at Xun Nuan, a little bit begging for compliments, "How is it? Do you like it? I imitated other people's rooms."

(End of this chapter)