Chapter: 845
The little guy doesn't know, but the big guy is very serious.
Zhang Han chuckled when he saw this, and said: "Then I will continue. The dwarf king led the soldiers and went through many difficulties. He saw the elves in the depths of the dark forest. The elves have long ears and always love peace. But here It was the cursed dark elves, they were also very greedy, and when they heard that the dwarf king was looking for treasure, they followed them, and with them leading the way, they walked out of the jungle..."
Zhang Han simply told the story of yesterday, let Mengmeng catch up with the progress, and then started to tell this wonderful adventure.
This story was read by Zhang Han from a Miscellany of Spirit Treasures when he was in the world of cultivating immortals. Han changed a little, and it became an adventure like a story.
Zi Yan has never heard of it, and just thinks that this is the story of Zhang Han's next novel.
Listening, Mengmeng fell asleep first.
Zhang Han stopped talking, gently hugged Mengmeng, kissed the little guy's tender face, put it on the small bed, covered the quilt, and then walked to Zi Yan's side, ready to cover the big beauty for the next life.
"You are so gentle."
Zi Yan saw all this in her eyes, and under the influence of a little sleepiness, Zi Yan's voice was lazy, her eyes were a little erratic, she looked at Zhang Han, and said softly.
"Um."
Zhang Han smiled softly, covered Zi Yan with a quilt, looked at her delicate cheeks, and stretched out his fingers to stroke them gently.
Zi Yan opened her eyes and looked at Zhang Han in a daze.
"you are so Beautiful."
Zhang Han's heart trembled slightly, and an impulse made him slowly bend down, his lips rushed towards Zi Yan's thin red lips.
"hiss......"
Zi Yan's heart seemed to miss a beat at this moment, and she only felt her body was stiff for a moment.
She knew what was going to happen the next moment, but she didn't refuse.
nervous!
very nervous!
The masculinity brought by Zhang Han almost suffocated her, and her mind went blank.
'He kissed down...'
Soon, Zi Yan felt Zhang Han's breath.
Breath hits the face, making Zi Yan feel numb.
Under the tension and shyness, a rosy glow quickly curled up from Zi Yan's slender neck, and crept up her cheeks quietly.
The flushed face, the drooling look, everything expresses: the time is ripe for him to enjoy the fragrance.
but.
When the lips were still a few centimeters away, Zhang Han paused.
A second later, his lips moved upwards and finally landed on Zi Yan's forehead.
"Good night, sweet dreams."
Zhang Han raised his body, smiled softly, and turned to leave.