Chapter one hundred and eighty-three

Suddenly, hasty footsteps came into this quiet little study. Bai Mei was surprised, and a drop of ink fell on the paper, which was dirty. She narrowed her eyes and sketched the ink mark into a plum blossom. She asked, "What's the matter?" There was no answer. After sketching the last petal, Bai Mei looked back, only to see Anping Yanxuan, who was pale, standing at the door with only one coat and barefoot. Bai Mei dropped his pen, got up, took off his coat and wrapped it in Anping Yanxuan, hugged him and frowned: "What's the matter?" In my heart, I was wondering if it was not very good for her to send back all the attendants every time she met with the emperor. If there is a person who can be around and continue to take care of Xuan Xuan, she will never freeze her lover into this appearance. Or, she has to spend more time keeping an eye on this guy who doesn't care about herself? The emperor looked up at his white Hou, lowered his head again, stretched out his hand and pushed Bai Mei, as if he wanted to break the hug. Bai Mei was dark and simply picked up the man horizontally and put him on the soft collapse in the corner of the study-Anping Yanxuan approved the throne during the day. Snow often collapsed in the soft collapse and YY her lover with his eyes. Anping Yanxuan trembled and felt uncomfortable. Bai Mei's hands were very warm. At this time, he was covering his feet. I don't know why he suddenly felt a little sour. So he finally decided to speak, following what Bai Mei said before: What they lacked before was not feelings, but communication, so he decided to have the courage to say anything and communicate. "Are you angry with me?" He asked, sipping his lips and twinkling tension in his eyes: "Don't be angry, tell me why, I'll change." Bai Mei froze. Is she angry? Well, she is really a little angry. The man's temper in front of her is really a headache. The emperor tugged at his lover's skirt and said in a muffled voice: "I must have done something to make you unhappy... otherwise, why did you suddenly say so seriously... love me?" Bai Mei seemed to hear a little shyness from this, and then the candlelight was too dark. She couldn't see if Xuan Xuan's face had been flushed, but she could only feel that her face was burning. "Don't entertain foolish ideas," she heard herself answer. "I'm just worried that if I don't say it, you won't know, Xuan Xuan, I am really..." Xuan Xuan dragged her skirt and rubbed it. Bai Mei simply gathered up and rubbed Xuanxuan into his arms. Xuan Xuan's voice is still stuffy: "You disappeared in the middle of the night, I thought you left..." Bai Mei was embarrassed and smiled: "What should be dealt with during the day has not been dealt with. Get up at night and study it again, and it will be ready soon." "... I have never seen you deal with these things during the day." He poked his head out of her arms and looked curiously at the letters piled up on the case. Bai Mei rubbed his head. She had never wanted him to know before. How could he see it? "During the lunch break, you blamed me for secretly getting up and approving the passbook and punishing me..." Anping Yanxuan's face was also hot, but she still grabbed her skirt and continued to ask: "How do you get up in the middle of the night, but how do you punish it?" Bai Mei smiled: "How do you want to punish? Send back?" The poor emperor was flushed for a long time by this ambiguity with some colors. He stammered and ordered without momentum: "You are not allowed to get up in the middle of the night in the future. Not enough rest is not good for your health!" Bai Mei lamented. She has always been a night owl, specializing in doing things at night... ahem, she doesn't see people very much. This, this, don't get up in the middle of the night, when will you work? Anping Yanxuan stared at both eyes: "Do you think you move every day at dark, yawn every day at dawn, and are too lazy to be like a pig in front of outsiders every day, isn't it good?!" Bai Mei immediately shortened his arrogance and even lowered his voice: "Xuan Xuan..." Bai Mei's voice was low, Anping Yanxuan's heart was tight, and suddenly he woke up. He also lowered his voice and said, "Yes, I'm sorry... you, don't be angry with me, I don't want to interfere in your affairs, I..." Snow: "…" Xuanxuan: "... don't be angry, yes, if you like... you have to get up at night, then, have a good rest during the day. I really don't want to restrain you, I want to restrict you..." The poor emperor is always worried that he will inadvertently use the emperor's shelf to crush Bai Mei. Bai Mei is the kind of person who doesn't say anything but has great ideas in his heart-Anping Yanxuan thinks so and believes it. Therefore, give her freedom and don't let her get tired of herself. This is the creed that Anping Yanxuan has always adhered to. In fact, the poor emperor did not understand. Bai Mei wanted him to intervene more. Guys like Snow are born with some masochistic constitution. Without oppression, there will be no progress. More oppression, more output. Of course, the most important thing is that this kind of mutual interference, as long as it is appropriate, is the best way to enhance the relationship between two people. Look, -Why does the emperor want to take care of a white Hou with complete self-care ability, and whether he sleeps or not at night? That's because the emperor cares about Bai Hou. He should care about everything he shouldn't care about. -White hou why want to listen to the emperor who can't even take care of himself, so obedient that he can't talk back? That's because Bai Hou sweetly insisted that what her lover said was right and wrong.