潮篡(二十八) 选秀-上 古代/架空 宫廷 玄幻 女频 中篇(3)

Just as tide is rising, Xue Niaoer suddenly jumped in through the window, which scared him to wilt.
“Bi Xia is going to sleep this early?” Xue Niaoer habitually climbs up the bed.
Chu Han’s hand got stuck in pants. Neither appropriate to pull it out nor leave it in.
If it wasn’t for fear of Xue Niaoer disabling his secret guards and giving it an access metal, his secret guards can at least hold their own for half a quarter time, so he has some time to react.
Xue Niaoer sees red on Chu Han’s face, and finally notices the position of his hand.

She quietly slips away her sight, studiously asking while knowing the answer, “Bi Xia haven’t kept any candidates today, is that because they did not strike your fancy?”
Chu Han moves out his hand, pulls up the trouser head, and turns his back towards her to lay on the inner side of bed, “No point to choose if can’t touch.”
Besides that, his body cannot be seen by others yet.
At this age of hot-blood desire, however, Chu Han feels like himself is abstinent to a certain degree of illness.