Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2276 The tyrant's heart is white moonlight (66)

   She whispered: "Then listen, Ahuai, you have a home now."

  "——I am here, this is your home."

  The young man didn’t blink his eyes, he just looked at the white, as if he could see the depths of people’s hearts.

  Ranbai smiled lightly, feeling that what she was doing was a bit boring, and she might not remember anything to say to a really drunk person.

  She helped the boy back to the bedroom.

  The guard guarding the gate looked at the figure of Young Master Xueyi, and was no stranger to this kind of thing, and he was used to naturally opening the door sideways and letting Dye go in.

  Feng Luo can't imagine how many times it has gone through before the guards can get used to being so natural and plain.

   When Chu Huai woke up the next day, he only felt a splitting headache, and the world was spinning around.

  He hissed slightly, his white fingers pressed the center of his eyebrows.

  "Wake up?" The door was pushed open, and a beautiful snow-colored figure walked in. The figure appeared to be against the light. His clear face was blurred by the light, but it was unexpectedly stunning.

   Chu Huai was slightly startled.

  Ranbai walked in, she whispered, her cold voice was warm and warm, "This is sober soup, you can drink it to feel better."

  The slender boy blinked slightly, he took the sober soup in the hands of Master Xueyi, and drank it in one breath. Thinking back to what happened last night, I can only imagine nothing.

   Chu Huai: "..."

Do not.

  He didn’t want him to like someone for the first time in his life. A night together would be a blank ending.

  This does not fit the sense of ritual he wants.

  Ranbai sat next to him, looking down helplessly: "Last night I asked you to drink less and less, you didn't listen. Now it's better, it's you who feel uncomfortable."

   "I didn't!" Chu Huai retorted with a blank face, "I'm not uncomfortable."

  Dyeing white and raising her eyebrows, she looked at him in a leisurely manner.

   In Master Xueyi’s gaze, Chu Huai stayed quiet for a few seconds, and then approached and asked: "That...yesterday, um...we, did you? How should I put it..."

  Looking at the boy's tangled appearance, Dye Bai felt a little funny. She stretched out her hand and squeezed the boy's soft and white cheeks, "Nothing to do, don't worry."

   Chu Huai: "Oh."

   Hearing the expected answer, Chu Huai couldn't tell from the bottom of his heart whether it was a loss or what.

   "What's this?" Looking at the material stuffed into his arms, Chu Huai tucked his delicate eyebrows, and raised his eyes to look white.

  "Birthday gift." Yin Bai held his face, "Didn't you say that I am a gift? So this is my second gift to you."

  The young emperor's white fingers turned a few pages, and his fingertips paused slightly.

"I watched all the memorials last time." Ran Bai calmly said: "You have evidence in your hand to prove that the prime minister is corrupt. I don't know why you haven't done anything, but now I tell you clearly that I don't want to except you. anything."

  "These are more detailed evidence about the prime minister. How do you like it?"

"Who would give someone such a **** thing as a gift?" Chu Huai's eyes were slightly sour, and he murmured lazily, then paused, and said arrogantly and awkwardly: "But... Of course I like it."

   "Is the headache feeling better? Drink less wine in the future." The white and cold eyes curled softly, "Hurry up and wash and eat breakfast."

   Chu Huai said oh.

  In fact, dyeing white feels that she should be a little warmer at this time. For example, she is holding a bowl of steaming porridge, and the affectionate person said to Chu Huai that she should not be soft-spoken virtuous. What are you talking about? I cooked it myself, I hope you like it.

  (End of this chapter)