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After a pause, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and added: "Today's political affairs are busy, tell my mother for me, another day." ”

Hongyu glanced at the neat official documents on the case, obviously before she came, he was not busy with his so-called political affairs, but with the little palace maid**.

Raising an eyebrow, she turned away, "Okay, then I won't bother you busy." ”

Nangong Toru also followed her line of sight, obviously understanding what she was thinking, but he just pursed his lips tighter and didn't give any explanation.

When she walked to the door, Nangong Che suddenly stood up from the stool and rushed in her direction, just a moment's work, his figure flashed, Hongyu didn't react at all, his body had suddenly crashed into a warm and tight embrace, and was tightly clamped by the force of iron tongs.

Hongyu frowned slightly, his trembling, stiffness, gains and losses, she could feel them all from his embrace, and even his heavy breathing spread all the way down the roots of her ears, burning her heart and mouth fiercely.

"It's just a meal, why do you want to tell me personally?" He asked in a hoarse voice, "Wouldn't it be okay to send someone over at will?" ”

She thought the same thing, but her mother had to let her come.

Hongyu smiled, although it was a little difficult to be held by him, but she still turned her head to look at him, "Why are you not happy that I came?" ”

Looking at this, it was as if I didn't want to see her, and it was completely different from before.

If he hadn't suddenly rushed up to hug her at this moment, she would have thought that he was really going to give up, or that he was really tired and didn't want to continue.

From Nangong Che's angle, you can only see the outline of her small side face, delicate and beautiful, like a 10,000-year-old female goblin that sucks the blood of people, especially with the smirk at the corner of her mouth that he hates the most.

She can actually not laugh, he would rather her not laugh, at least then she is sincere, then he will not feel so powerless.

After about half a cup of tea, he still held her like this, Hongyu's patience was gradually worn out, and he was not very happy, and struggled a few times, "Didn't you say that you were busy, you can let me go now?" Mother's meal is almost ready, I'm going back to eat. ”

"Let me hold me a little longer, and I'll go with you."

"......" Hongyu choked for a moment, could it be that she begged him to go, so he had to let him hold him for a while before he could be merciful and go to dinner with her?

The delicate eyebrows twisted, and she said impatiently: "Then don't go." ”

Nangong Che knew that she had misunderstood what she meant, and after a few rounds of eyes, she said in a low voice: "No, I want to hug you, and I also want to go to dinner." Mother's craftsmanship is very good, I haven't tasted it for a long time. He knew she didn't like it, so even if he wanted to, he didn't want to bother her every day.

"Then let's go, my mother will be ready when I come out, and if I go late, she should wait."

"Okay." Nangong Che nodded and let go of her, but immediately took her little hand in the next second, as if she was afraid that she would run away.

At first, she would resist all his intimate movements, but I don't remember when it started, and she gradually stopped sticking to them.

At that time, he almost thought that she had finally let go of her knot and was willing to accept him again.

Later, I found out that she was just too lazy to continue to resist-