"My bed is a little cold. Help me warm it up before you go."
"Ah?"
The Demon Lord wanted her to warm up her bed?
Wasn't this a little inappropriate?
"What, you don't want to?"
Ming Sihan's voice was deep and dangerous.
He just didn't want Mo Ruyue to leave his side just to accompany Li Zeyan.
Mo Ruyue rolled her eyes. Perhaps she could finish her task first.
"I'm willing. How can I not be willing?"
As she spoke, she took the initiative to walk toward the bed, then took off her shoes and crawled under the covers.
It was the first time she lay on a big bed. The bed was very soft and carried the unique fragrance of Ming Sihan.
Mo Ruyue took a deep breath. This was Ming Sihan's scent.
It was a fragrant and cold fragrance.
"Master, is it because your bed is too cold that you don't want to lie on it?"
Mo Ruyue was covered with a blanket, only her head was exposed.
She did not get a reply.
