The pot calling the kettle black

Don't come any closer!

Xiao Baoxin stretched out his hand and pressed it against Xie Xian's chest. If he moved forward again, she would be ready to attack. This fellow liked to whisper nonsense in her ear now, making her blush and her heart beat faster.

She liked to hear it.

However, that did not mean that she liked being eavesdropped on.

His mother's face was still important.

However, Xie Xian smiled." I've been so busy these few days that I didn't have time to accompany you. I didn't even talk to you when I came back. Why don't we go to bed and chat for a while?""

As for other matters, he was really powerless.

It had been three days and three nights, and he hadn't slept well. He was woken up every minute after taking a nap. When he came out of the palace, the sky was gray.

This was an adjective.