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The first ray of sunlight entered the room through the screen. Golden dots of light danced randomly in the room, sprinkling gold pieces on the ground. The bright halo dispelled the cold morning air with a light warmth.

In the middle of the luxurious room, there was a huge bed, which was covered by layers of pink muslin. The bed was covered by layers of pink muslin, so it was difficult to see clearly.

On the snow-white bed, a black head with furry hair was exposed from the outside. The strands of hair were disheveled as they scattered over the bed. The black and white colors interweaved, and the hair was as thick as ink.

The little girl was sleeping soundly, and a faint pink hue appeared on her cheeks. Her small lips were parted, and if one were to look carefully, they would be able to see a trace of transparent liquid at the corner of her lips.

The skin of the person on the bed that was exposed to the air was very white. It was so white that it seemed to be one with the white bed.

The soft bed made her feel as if she was sinking into it. Before she was conscious, her face had already rubbed against the soft pillow. Si Xiaobao, who had slept on a hard bed for almost half a month, subconsciously let out a comfortable moan.

Silence filled the room.

After a long time, her long and thick eyelashes fluttered a little, like the wings of a butterfly flapping open, revealing the eyes beneath her eyelids. Her pupils, which were as black as ink, were still suffused with thick mist and traces of sleepiness. In the dim light, he saw something unfamiliar yet familiar. In the blink of an eye, all the sleepiness that had settled in his body suddenly disappeared like the ebbing tide. His pair of black, drooping eyes gradually regained their clarity.

Si Xiaobao rubbed his eyes and sat up. His palms made a nest on the soft bed. It was different from the bed he slept on in the nursery. Although the bed was very soft, it still had a little bit of hardness. It was not as soft as this bed …

There was a complicated look in his eyes. He was so familiar with the layout and smell of the items. He was so familiar with them that he could tell where they were placed and where they would be used to be when he closed his eyes. This was the room he had lived in ever since his rebirth, with men.

However …

Si Xiaobao blinked in confusion. He clearly remembered meditating in the nursery garden before going to sleep, why was he in Wollen when he woke up?

Could it be that he accidentally cultivated an ability to travel through space? Thinking of this possibility, Si Xiaobao laughed at himself. How is this possible …

After some thought, an answer slowly surfaced from the depths of his heart. No matter how he thought about it, there was only one possibility.

"I can finally get rid of that nursery!"

Si Xiaobao kicked off the blanket with his white calves and kicked it under the bed. Then he stood up bravely and put his hands on his waist and laughed crazily.

The man finally felt a surge of conscience so that he wouldn't have to go to the nursery anymore.

"Hahaha, Soul Cutter, I am hungry, I want to eat chicken legs!"

At once, some wretched child became smug and collapsed on the bed, groaning and rubbing his belly.

Not long after he finished speaking, the sound of footsteps came from the corridor outside. It was neither light nor heavy, neither too fast nor too slow.

Si Xiaobao's ears twitched. He did not make a move and waited for his Soul Cutter to open the door with his chicken legs.

The next second, the door opened …

Si Xiaobao laid on the bed and sniffed. Why isn't there any food fragrance?

Ye Zichen looked at the door in surprise, then jumped up from the bed with the agility of a mouse that had just seen a cat. He pointed at someone and trembled for a long time, but was unable to say a complete sentence.

"You, you, how … how could you be here!"

The man raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw her flustered and exaggerated action. A trace of gentleness and ridicule was added to his long and sharp eyes as he asked, "Why can't I be here?"

His cold eyes glanced at the little mermaid's bare feet on the ground and the thin layer of clear pajamas. He slightly frowned, and his gaze darkened with a hint of displeasure.

"Aren't you at war! This is called running away from the battlefield! " Si Xiaobao looked at the man who was getting closer to him in fear. He shouted in disbelief as his white, pearl like toes slightly curled up.

He walked over and picked up the little mermaid, who was preparing to escape, with his broad hands grabbing the little mermaid's tender white breasts. When his palms came in contact with the cold touch, he became even more unhappy and said in a deep voice, "Although it's summer, it's still cold in the morning!"

As he spoke, the man placed the little mermaid on the bed and skillfully took out some clothes from the closet. Then, he gently untied the little mermaid's pajamas.

The unbound pajamas slid down, revealing a large piece of white skin. The two red tassels on his chest were as delicious as cherries, exposing to the man's eyes.

Her black eyes that were as deep as an ancient well darkened and her hands moved at the same speed. She gently peeled off the little mermaid and put on new clothes, covering up the extremely beautiful scenery bit by bit.

Finally, he put Si Xiaobao's fat * * on his palm and gently pinched it. It felt very good, soft and soft. He hid his reluctance and took the leather shoes from the maid who had appeared behind him, ready to put them on.

During the time that the man helped him put on his clothes, he had slowly digested the fact that the man had returned. At this moment, he was enjoying the service of the man in a relaxed manner. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something in the man's hand.

"What's wrong?" The man looked at him calmly.

Si Xiaobao twitched his mouth: "I don't want to wear shoes, I want to wear sandals!"

What a joke, even though all the houses in Wollen had sensors that could automatically adjust the temperature, it didn't mean that he was wearing leather shoes and walking around in such a hot day.

The man looked at him silently for a while, agreeing with this reason. He handed the shoes in his hand to the maid to let her take his pair of sandals.

While the maid was out, the man sat on the bed and hugged Si Xiaobao tightly.

Si Xiaobao struggled for a while but didn't get away, so he left. His body automatically found a comfortable position in the man's arms and lay down. He was already used to hugging anyways, so he didn't care too much about it.

"Why did you come back? Wasn't this a war? "Could it really be …"

Become a deserter? Si Xiaobao didn't say the last few words. He felt that as long as he said those words, his life wouldn't go smoothly.

"No!"

"Hmm? "What?" Si Xiaobao blinked

"No, no one can decide where I go."

That means, you're still a deserter? Just leaving in broad daylight? Instantly, Si Xiaobao was extremely embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I've been so disappointed in my parents." It's New Year's. I have a lot of things to do at work. I wish everyone a happy New Year. "