Chapter 1765 Looks Like Going to Bed

Chapter 186 Looks like going to bed

Yan Beicheng's phoenix eyes, which have remained unchanged for thousands of years, finally had some waves, such as a small stone being thrown half of it forcefully, the waves caused were not big or small, but it was also obvious that he was a little bit shy, and a word of refutation was not enough. Unable to speak.

Seeing Yan Beicheng's fresh look, Mo Shanghua couldn't help leaning forward, and stared at him seriously, "This is the first time I've seen something else in your eyes, it seems that you It’s not without weaknesses, either.”

Yan Beicheng suddenly became more and more embarrassed, stood up suddenly, raised his eyes to look at the bonsai in the distance, "This king is also an ordinary person, how could he not have weaknesses."

He was only awakened by Mo Shanghua's words. It turned out that he really has a weakness. It's not because of Mo Shanghua's thoughtless remarks, but because of...she.

The corners of Mo Shanghua's lips curled up slightly, she stood up and stood in front of him, "I wonder why you always liked to tease me in the past, it turns out that the fun in it is really intriguing."

Looking at the smiling faces in front of him like flowers on Moshang, Yan Beicheng's eyes flashed a dangerous light, and the embarrassment in his eyes was also suppressed, "Of course there are fun, but it must always be led by this king."

As soon as the words fell, he stretched out his long arms and took Moshanghua into his arms.

Mo Shanghua raised her eyes suddenly, and met a pair of eyes that were as bright as moonlight, her heart froze, and she forgot her struggle.

Yan Beicheng was also looking down at her, at such a close distance, he had only one thought in his mind.

It turned out that her face was so small that he could cover it with one palm. And her person also seems to be too thin, and she must be mended in the future.

By the time Mo Shanghua came back to her senses, Yan Beicheng had already hugged her by the waist.

"What are you going to do again?" Mo Shanghua panicked, fearing that he would become a beast at this time.

"Do what should be done." Yan Beicheng knew her fear, but deliberately raised his lips, and replied extremely ambiguously.

Mo Shanghua's body froze for a moment, and before she could react, she was placed on the bench by Yan Beicheng and sat down.

But he, the noble son of the royal family, bent down and took off her shoes.

"You..." Mo Shanghua was startled by his action, staring at him blankly, not knowing how to deal with herself for a while.

"My king is tired, I need to rest, you go over quickly." Before recovering from such tenderness and care, Yan Beicheng's words brought her back to reality.

She was just a dazed effort just now, so Yan Beicheng took off his outer shirt and stood in front of her with only a thin coat, looking like he was about to go to bed.

Seeing this, Mo Shanghua's momentary trance disappeared in an instant, and she frowned, "I don't need to rest, you can sleep on the bed."

With that said, he lowered his head to find his shoes.

Before his feet touched the shoes, Yan Beicheng lifted his feet and kicked her shoes far away, then took off his boots and threw them aside, and lay down with his arms around her.

"You—" Mo Shanghua raised his hand and pushed his chest, the roots of his ears turned red quietly.

"Go to sleep." Yan Beicheng just uttered a short sentence, pulled the quilt to cover the two of them, then closed his eyes without any other movement.

Mo Shanghua's hands paused, looking at Yan Beicheng's sleeping face so close at hand, she felt a little helpless in her heart.

"It should be too tired." She murmured softly, then relaxed her movements, tried to struggle a bit, but found that she was asleep, and his arms were like an iron wall, tightly encircling her.