Chapter 808: Can't tolerate the love of gravel (8)

"Well, I'll see you again tomorrow." Xiao Yan laughed, waved his hand, and then jumped back to his room. After Luo Yan returned to the room, the smile on his face converged, and he lowered his eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, pushed the door, and returned to the room of Leng Yetong.
When we returned to the room, the sky outside was dark in an instant, and the night pearl hanging high in the sky lost its light, like a huge black pearl hanging above the sky. Luo Yan was accustomed to this darkness, and a light blue flame was lit in his hands, which illuminated a corner of the room. He went to the front of the candlestick, lit all the candles, and the room became bright all of a sudden. He closed the flame in his hand and walked towards the inner room.
Back in the inner room, the little person on the bed occupied one of the places inside, her small body curled up, her eyes closed slightly, her breathing was even, and she couldn't tell for a moment whether she was really asleep or just closed. Keep your eyes closed. Luo Ling tapped a ring finger, his own body began to change, and faded away the lovely appearance of Lan Yan. He was still his, His proud Highness Luo Yan. The people on the bed are also changing, the appearance of the green pimple has faded, and they are replaced by people from all over the city. The long black hair lays on the bed casually. The man on the bed had a momentary frown. Although he was well hidden, he was still caught by him.
Luo Yan walked to the bed and looked down at her, with a warm smile on her face. She didn't move, as if she was asleep, but the slightly turning eyes under her eyelids betrayed her. He did not pierce, showing that his coat had been removed, then sitting on the edge of the bed and taking off his shoes, lying on the bed lightly, trying to pretend that he didn't know she was asleep, afraid of disturbing her dreams.
The hearts of the two kept silent, and he understood that she was not asleep, and she understood that he was looking at her. Both understood the current state of each other, but no one spoke, and they were relatively silent.
"I don't remember I said you could sleep here." Finally, it was Leng Yetong who couldn't help it first. She hated this relatively silent feeling. She turned up and sat up and looked at Luo Yan with a cold voice. He said, "His Royal Highness is really so forgetful. It is hard to forget what my Lord said before so long."
"Hitomi, I don't like you calling my Highness." Luo Yan frowned slightly, and said a little displeasedly. The title of Leng Yetong made him feel very uncomfortable. Such alienation seemed to return to the first sight more than a thousand years ago. On behalf of the Nu Wa tribe, he negotiated with him outside the Shui tribe. The pain he never lingered was His Royal Highness, destined that they could not walk together.
"Then why do you say I should call you?" Leng Yetong hummed gently and asked with an eyebrow. He smiled coldly, and said in a bad tone, "Should I call you Luo Luo or Baili Momo? You have now become so unknown to me, I don't know how to treat you, I'm also beginning to wonder how long we can go. I have a hard time accepting the way you treat me. Your concealment from me makes me feel like a fool! I don't want to say more. It will only cause us to say too much. The irretrievable quarrel, while we are still calm with each other, let's stop tonight's conversation, lest you say those hurtful words in an unconscious state. "