Amnesiac Tyrant's White Moonlight

Chapter 69

Chapter 69

    Noticed that she was in a trance.

    Xiao Changyuan called her in a low voice.

    "Miss?"

    Yun Pian Pian came back to her senses.

    She raised her eyelashes and looked at Xiao Changyuan.

    Yun Pian Pian shook his head.

    "Husband is really acting like you."

    Xiao Changyuan saw her ignorant and innocent appearance.

    His eyes darkened, and his throat rolled.

    He lowered his black eyelashes, and those dark and deep cold eyes stared darkly at Yun Pian Pian's red lips.

    "Should that lady reward me?" The

    man's voice was low and hoarse.

    With a hint of danger.

    Yun Pian Pian blushed.

    After Xiao Changyuan regained her memory, she never let her kiss him again. He seemed to be very resistant to her kisses. Every time she could only wait for him to kiss her, she had no right to kiss him, and now Xiao Changyuan suddenly begged for a reward. His heart suddenly accelerated sharply.

    Xiao Changyuan stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms.

    Those dark and dangerous ink eyes stared at her little face.

    "Madam, I want a reward."

    His voice seemed a little unstable.

    Yun Pian Pian's heart quivered, only banging phlegm male × Chang stretched out his slender and delicate arms, hooked Xiao Changyuan's neck, raised his head, and carefully kissed his thin lips. Not long after she kissed, the man reached out and held her head, deepening the kiss.

    Her slender fingers gripped the placket of his chest.

    Yun Pian Pian felt that this kiss seemed to be more fierce and lingering than before.

    Her mind went blank.

    After an unknown time, the two parted breathlessly.

    Yun Pian Pian's cheeks were hot, her little face was flushed red, her eyes became a little moist, she nestled in Xiao Chang Yuan's broad and warm embrace, calming down her rapid breathing.

    I suddenly thought of this thing.

    She raised her eyelashes.

    Looking at Xiao Changyuan's ears.

    The palace lanterns are dim, and the light and shadow are dim. The emperor's cold and handsome face was dyed with a familiar thin red. Those delicate white ears were so red that they could drip blood.