Chapter 420 I'm Tired, Very Tired

"My lord. I think the weather is too hot, so I took off one of the outer clothes for you. It's just the outer one."

Qian Duoduo laughed out loud. Is the weather too hot? Then who covered the quilt on his body?

But she didn't expose Long Muchen, seeing his guilty look, she felt very cute.

Long Muchen felt uncomfortable seeing Qian Duoduo's smiling eyes, he paced and sat on the couch, pretending to be natural, and changed the subject: "Did I wake you up?"

"No, I still want to sleep again." Qian Duoduo yawned: "After running for so many days, you should also take a good rest."

"I'm not tired, go to sleep, I'll just sit here and watch you." Long Muchen rubbed her hair, his tone full of affection.

Qian Duoduo was puzzled: "What do you see me doing?"

"Of course I want to look at you, and I want to look at you intently, I'm afraid that if I blink, you will run away again."

Long Muchen's voice was gentle, as if he was telling a feeling buried deep in his heart, in the silent night, it was especially pleasant to hear, it was low and gentle like a violin playing a faint love song.

Qian Duoduo pursed her lips and smiled, the churning feeling in her heart turned into a small movement.

She reached out and pulled Long Muchen's sleeve, and moved her body inside.

"Sitting is so tiring, come up and talk to me?"

"Duo'er?" Long Muchen seemed a little flattered.

"Didn't you say that you are afraid that I will run away? I am inside and you are outside. You guard me so that I cannot escape?"

Qian Duoduo looked a little coquettish, but after waiting for a while, she saw that Long Muchen was still sitting beside him in a daze.

She was unhappy. She pouted and complained: "If you are not tired, forget it. If you want to sit by yourself, you can sit in the yard. Don't disturb my sleep here."

Before Long Muchen could react in the surprise, he saw Qian Duoduo's face darkened, Nizi seemed to be angry.

Without further ado, he hurriedly said, "I'm tired, of course I'm tired. I'm so tired that I'm sore."

After speaking, he immediately ran to the couch, fell asleep with his head up, and pulled a little quilt to cover himself.

Then he boldly stretched out his hand, wrapped around Qian Duoduo's slender and boneless waist, and let her lean in his arms.

Qian Duoduo found a comfortable position, and the little bird nestled in his arms, feeling his breath surrounding her, and she was extremely at ease.

"Long Muchen, let me sing for you, okay?" Suddenly, Qian Duoduo spoke, breaking the silence.

"Okay, but I don't listen to rock and roll."

If you get it cheap, you'll act like a good boy, if you listen to songs, you'll be picky.

What a hard-to-serve prince.

Qian Duoduo slandered in her heart, thinking of a song, she began to sing it.

"The most beautiful scene in my life is meeting you. I stare at you quietly in the vast sea of ​​people, strange and familiar."

What was it like when you met Long Muchen for the first time?

Did he burn down the kitchen of the Three Princes' Mansion, and was chased by his servants all over the place?

Or was it about that handsome guy who was familiar with him in that antique shop when he was visiting the ancient capital in Xi'an?

At the beginning, Qian Duoduo was still thinking about trying to find the whereabouts of the dagger, trying to see if he could travel back.

But now leaning on Long Muchen's chest, feeling his faint body temperature, she gradually understood.