"I'm not hungry, I'm going to sleep......" Xia Xiaonuan said with a small hand pushing his broad chest.

I was worried about Shaochen last night, I didn't sleep well, and today I tossed again, and now I feel like my whole body is going to fall apart.

Now that everything was settled, she just wanted to go to sleep.

Nangong Yaoling picked her up directly.

"Then I'll sleep with you!" he said, carrying her upstairs.

Xia Xiaonuan: "......"

******

Early morning.

Nangong Feihong was still sleeping, and his mobile phone kept ringing.

He rolled over and tossed his phone aside.

Twenty minutes later.

Suddenly, the doorbell in the living room rang again.

Nangong Feihong frowned, who was so annoying and disturbing his dreams?

The doorbell kept ringing, so he had to roll over and get out of bed, go shirtless, and rush downstairs wearing a pair of shorts.

"Who~!" he snorted angrily and opened the door.

However, in the next second, when he saw the girl standing outside the door, he was slightly stunned.

Lashar stood at the door, his gaze falling on Nangong Feihong's frowning brows and dissatisfied, and his gaze moved downward.

"Ahh

Nangong Feihong was startled by her scream, lowered his head to look at himself, and also screamed, and quickly rushed back to the living room, covering his lower body, all the way towards the bedroom.

Qin Yu stood outside the door, watching this scene, and a few black lines appeared on his forehead.

Decorated in a low-key living room.

On the top of the coffee table are two car keys, one with the Hummer logo and the other with a Lamborghini.

In the corner there was a sword stand for shooting, on which were placed several bows and crossbows. They are all global limited edition brands, and they are worth a lot of money at a glance.

There are also several beautiful guitars on the floor in the corner.

Rashal sat in the living room, her eyes scanning the room before landing on a photograph behind the couch.

It is a photo of Nangong Feihong, he is wearing a helmet, wearing a riding costume, galloping on horseback, three-dimensional and heroic facial features, looking full of temperament, which makes people feel moved.

Rashal's eyes lit up, the corners of her lips curved, and she quickly took out her mobile phone and took a few photos of that photo.

Qin Yu, who was standing in the corner, his sharp gaze fell on Lashar, and then he turned his head and followed her gaze to look at Nangong Feihong's photo.

He looked at Rashar again, looking like a nymphomaniac.

The nerves in the corners of the eyes twitched.

I was worried that this woman would make a name for herself, but now it seems that she is really a pampered little princess.

In this case, he is still committing nymphomaniac.

He was also drunk.

No wonder Young Master Feihong sent her last night......

Lassar's photo of Nangong Feihong is not counted, and he also took a picture of himself with his photo as the background.

As if sensing something, her eyes couldn't help but look at Qin Yu, who was staring at her.

A touch of embarrassment flashed on her face, and she glared at Qin Yu: "What are you looking at?

Qin Yu coughed dryly and looked away quietly.

At this time, Nangong Feihong walked down from the stairs with lazy steps.

Wearing a white sportswear, the whole person has just washed his face, and his hair is unkempt.

It doesn't seem to have woken up much, and it's cute.

"Why do you have to let me send it? Qin Yu, don't you just pull her to the airport?" Nangong Feihong walked towards the two of them with a complaining face

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