Fu Bao took back his hair, knowing that he was playing dumb, and said angrily, "At least you should put on your clothes properly!"
"In front of you, it doesn't matter whether I wear clothes or not."
"..."
Seeing Fubao choking, Long Xiao found it funny and reached out to pinch her little face, "Don't worry, I promise I will only do this in front of you. In front of other women, I will definitely wrap myself up tightly."
Fu Bao suddenly felt like laughing, and a little bit of joy seemed to well up in his heart uncontrollably, but he still said with a stern face: "You have to pay attention to your image in front of me. You are the Demon Lord. If others know about it, it will have a bad impact."
"Tsk, this is a hobby between you and me, why would I let others know? I only want to share it with you."
Fubao's gaze fell on his chest again, and he couldn't help swallowing.
This man not only has a good figure, but also has a faint and refreshing smell on his body, just like the snow on the glacier, long and fragrant. It seems to have some kind of attraction that inexplicably draws girls to him, making people unconsciously immersed in it.
Could this be the so-called hormones we learned in biology class? !
Fubao thought this was very possible.
Besides, his hormones must be off the charts!
Fubao blushed and quickly turned away from him. Her mind was now full of his stunning face and figure. If she continued to look at him, she felt that she would not be able to sleep tonight.
Long Xiao moved closer to her, stretched out his long arms and held her in his arms, "Why don't you watch it anymore, huh?"
The warm breath made Fubao stiffen all over, "..."
He laughed again, "Are you afraid that if you look at it for too long, you won't be able to control yourself?"
Fubao really didn't want to admit it, so he could only close his eyes and pretend to be dead.
Seeing that she didn't move, Long Xiao raised his eyebrows, "Wife?"
Hearing this name, Fubao's mouth twitched.
This man was calling her that, and it was becoming more and more comfortable for him.
She pretended not to hear and continued to play dead.
Long Xiao was still smiling. Seeing that she closed her eyes and didn't intend to pay attention to him, he really wanted to bully her severely and let her know the consequences of ignoring him. However, he had already bullied her today. If he pushed her further, the little girl would definitely be angry again.
So, he gave up and lay quietly beside Fubao. He pulled up the quilt to tuck her in, then put his arms around her waist and held her in his arms until she fell asleep.
Fubao felt a little nervous as he was enveloped in his refreshing and pleasant scent.
However, being held by him, especially when he didn't do anything to her, gave her an inexplicable strong sense of security, as if she didn't need to be afraid of or worried about anything.
As he extinguished the candlelight in the dormitory, Fubao slowly relaxed in the darkness, found a comfortable position in Long Xiao's arms, and fell into a deep sleep.
Long Xiao kissed her forehead and closed his eyes.
…
When Fubao woke up the next day, Long Xiao was no longer around. She reached out and touched the bed sheet and found it was cold, which meant that Long Xiao had been up for some time.
Did he go and take care of his affairs early?
Hearing the movement in the bedroom, the maid waiting outside came in and said respectfully, "Princess, you are up. Just tell me what you would like to eat this morning."
"Just eat anything you want." Fu Bao said, and after a pause he couldn't help but ask, "Where's Long Xiao?"
The maids were no longer surprised when she called the Demon Lord by his name.
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