The Sick Villain is Crazy and Wild: Unlimited Traveling Through Books for Freedom

"No."

Seeing that the little master refused, Mu Han put his palm on his buttocks and patted him lightly.

Luo Yichu's body froze, his pupils froze.

Mu Han opened his lips, and lightly bit the little national teacher's earlobe: "Little national teacher, are you sure?

Second time.

As the saying goes, there is again and again, but there is no repeat and four.

I have given you a chance, and you will call me later, and you will not be merciful. "

Hearing Mu Han's words, Luo Yichu felt a big shit in his heart.

"His Royal Highness, do you think I still have a chance now?"

Mu Han smiled lightly and turned his head: "Look at the performance of the little master."

The red gauze from the bed curtain fell, and Luo Yichu was thrown on the soft bed.

Just as he was about to escape, Mu Han dragged him back by his ankle.

Warm fingertips touched the snow-white ankles, and Mu Han felt that he really lacked a good pair of anklets to match the beautiful ankles of his little master.

Xiaolu saw that something was wrong, so she ran away with her mobile phone.

Luo Yichu looked at his action without turning his head, and secretly scolded the dog-headed military master in his heart.

"Little master, your ankles are so beautiful, you should wear them with anklets."

Luo Yichu: ...

Just as Mu Han finished speaking, he suddenly seemed to realize something.

"Northern Yan Kingdom, men and women, are not allowed to see their ankles before they are married.

Now that I have seen the ankle of the little national teacher, I will be responsible. "

Luo Yichu: Shameless.

At these words, he only dared to curse inwardly, blushing and tilting his head.

Mu Han stood beside the bed, holding Luo Yichu's ankle in his palm.

Now, it's kind of weird.

Luo Yichu was embarrassed and wanted to retract his legs, but Mu Han followed his force and fell.

The sudden weight choked Luo Yichu.

"Give Luo Luo another chance, call me or not?"

Looking at the face close at hand, Luo Yichu turned his head in embarrassment.For the sake of my own life, it's just a title.

"Brother... brother."

Luo Yichu covered his face after speaking.

Fortunately, it wasn't the original body, otherwise I would lose my face to my grandma's house.

Mu Han hummed contentedly.

Luo Yichu was helpless.

Mu Han raised his hand to touch the soft silver hair of the little master, and took off the hairpin tied on his head.

He lowered his eyes and played with the hairpin in his hand. The pattern of the hosta was in the style of auspicious clouds.

The texture and touch are the same as those of Xiao Guoshi, with a bit of warmth and coolness. It is a hairpin that the original owner often wears.

How can I let the little national teacher wear other people's hairpins all the time.

"Luo Luo, I will personally carve a jade hairpin for you.

Before the jade hairpin was carved out, I tied Luo Luo's hair with a headband, the same headband I used when I first met Luo Luo. "

Luo Yichu: ...

Good guy, he is really domineering.

She doesn't even care what hairpin he wears, and she can only wear what he gave her.

Fortunately, he never cared about these.

Since moving into the East Palace, Mu Han has made arrangements for her dressing and hair tie.

He couldn't see anyone else except him all day long, so he could only say that he was happy.

If possible, he would choose salted fish like Xiaolu.

"Ah."

Mu Han saw that Luo Luo was so obedient, and dropped a kiss on his lips as if rewarding him with downcast eyes.

"As long as Luo Luo stays by my side and doesn't run away, Xiao Han will be obedient.

I listen to whatever Lolo says. "

Mu Han said and kissed him on the neck, Luo Yichu raised his hand and pushed him: "Xiaohan listen to me, then today..."

"Except for this."

After Mu Han finished speaking, he blocked Luo Yichu's lips, and ran his fingers through his soft hair to caress the back of his neck.

"Um…"

Lip separation.

Luo Yichu heard Mu Han say that he wanted to reward him, and he became groggy from the afternoon until late at night.

Mugou smashed.

How about listening to him?

The ancients really did not deceive him.

The words of the bed are not credible.