She was about to come over to see her when Qin Haohan suddenly took the basin back and drank the wine inside.

"Haha, I've eaten the moon."

Ning Lingxue laughed out loud and reached out to hit Qin Haohan gently: "Spit it out for me."

"How can I spit it out after eating it? Otherwise, you can come into my stomach and look for it."

Ning Lingxue snorted, took Qin Haohan's basin, poured his wine into the basin, and the moon appeared again.

He learned to drink the wine in the basin in one sip, and then slightly raised her white chin to Qin Haohan: "Look, I'll eat one too."

Qin Haohan smiled slightly and leaned over: "Spit it out for me."

"It's gone, eat it, don't believe it, please see."

Ning Lingxue was in a good mood and spit out her pink tongue to deliberately tease Qin Haohan.

"I'm going to look for it."

Qin Haohan approached her, but tried a little too hard, and the distance between the two was a little too close.

It is close to Qin Haohan's tongue's killing range.

A fragrance like orchids and musk came, and the air seemed to solidify.

Ning Lingxue's big eyes were filled with a hint of horror, and she remembered the scene in the arena.

She suddenly felt that the two of them were getting closer, which made her feel uneasy.

After gently retreating, she wanted to leave this somewhat dangerous bed.

*******

Luo Kaiwen was really bored outside. He thought of the beauty separated by a wall in his heart. He walked back and forth in the living room and finally walked outside Ning Lingxue's door.

Although he could not see the mental power, he could still vaguely see a figure on the end of the bed, as if sitting on the frosted glass door with special material.

"Xue'er, why are you still sitting? You haven't fallen asleep yet, otherwise we'll chat."

Then he saw the figure on the bed falling down suddenly, and then a quilt seemed to cover the figure. Then Ning Lingxue's voice came: "It's time to sleep, don't stand at the door."

"Oh, okay..." Luo Kewen walked away with a little disappointed, but he still didn't have the courage to break into Ning Lingxue's boudoir.

After slowly leaving the door, he always felt something was wrong. The figure fell down too quickly, as if he was being pulled down.

Are there two people in the room?

Haha, how is that possible? It must be that he is thinking too much.

Back on the sofa, sat down, picked up the teacup and had a tea.
Chapter completed!