The air fell into a strange silence again.

Qin Shang stared at Emperor Xiu suspiciously. He had long forgotten any disrespectful rules. His exploratory eyes were almost written with the words "Is the master teasing me?"

However, his master's character is profound and noble, and his appearance is calm no matter how he looks at it, making people unable to see any strangeness.

Qin Shang felt uncomfortable as if he was scratched.

When he went to bed at night, he had insomnia and tossed and turned... Well, he didn't dare to turn it too frequently while lying beside his master. He just looked at the direction of the palace with his eyes open. No matter how he thought about it, there was a string in his mind jumping excitedly, making him unable to fall asleep.

Only one lamp was left in the hall, emitting a soft and dark light.

Qin Shang turned side carefully and looked at the master's carefully carved face with a look that could be regarded as tender. After a while, he looked down at the master's hand, and then stretched out his hand that was still a little painful to touch it.

I raised my eyes quietly, and there was no movement.

Qin Shang pursed his lips and carefully entwined the two of them with ten fingers. He raised his eyes again, but he still didn't respond?

Huh?

Qin Shang's eyebrows moved slightly. Is the master sleeping too heavily or trusting him too much?

Neither should be.

The martial arts practitioner has always been a shallow sleep, and the master's internal strength is even more profound. It is impossible for him to not notice his movements, so...

Qin Shang's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a little. He raised his other hand and gently pressed his heart to the point of his heart, trying to suppress the slightly fierce heartbeat, and pressed himself to be nervous.

Then he leaned forward without knowing how to do it. Under the soft and misty light, the boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the tension on his handsome face could hardly be concealed.

At this moment, Emperor Xiu's calm voice sounded: "Can't you sleep?"

Qin Shang's movements froze in an instant, looking at his face as he was so close, his eyes closed, and his expression was calm. If he hadn't spoken just now, he would have looked like he was asleep.

Qin Shang slung his breath in his heart, and after a while, he slowly lay back on the bed, gently breathing out a long time.

The restless hand also quietly shrank back.

Qin Shang caressed his heart, but his heartbeat was still very strong.

The night is long and quiet.

Qin Shang couldn't sleep, so the night seemed to be longer and he was always ready to find something to do.

He lay quietly for a while, and after his mood calmed down a little, he turned around and continued to stare at the Emperor's prosperous face of the Emperor's Cultivator. The more he looked, the more he became happy... Well, there was nothing wrong with insomnia, and he could quietly appreciate his master's beauty.

He dared not look too explicit during the day, but he only had the courage to be arrogant at night.

Qin Shang couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. As he looked at it, he couldn't help but feel other intentions of being presumptuous, but the words of the master just now scared him away from his only courage. He didn't have the courage to do anything randomly now.

Qin Shang sighed secretly and complained about his timidity.

but……

Qin Shang's eyes turned slightly, and his eyes fell on the black hair that the master spread on the pillow. His heart moved slightly. He turned his eyes to look at his hair, then looked at his master's, then quietly stretched out his claws, carefully plucked out a strand of his master's hair, and then pulled out a strand from his hair.

Heartbeats like thunder.
Chapter completed!