Chapter Ninety-Six; You scoundrel
A long, sympathetic kiss ended, and Nangong Ruochen leaned down to Zheng Qingyue's ear and said in a dark voice; "It's okay if you don't change it, I'll kiss until you're willing to change it." The demon who laughed was black.
Zheng Qingyue's brain is wooden now, she didn't listen carefully to what Nangong Ruochen was saying, she only knew that her face must be very red now because she felt that her face and ears were very hot!
Especially when Nangong Ruochen leaned over her ear to speak, her breath sprayed near the root of her ear, making her already hot face even hotter.
Nangong Ruochen looked at Zheng Qingyue, who was about to cover her head because she was shy, and smiled evilly.
and deliberately leaned over to the bad way; "Huh? Has Yue'er thought it through? To change or not to change? I don't know if he did it intentionally or deliberately, and put it on the back of Zheng Qingyue's neck.
As if to tell her that if she dared to say "no", she would kiss her immediately.
Although Zheng Qingyue was still a little stunned, she resumed her thinking and hurriedly changed her words; "Change!"
Looking at Zheng Qingyue, who was blushing like a boiled shrimp, Nangong Ruochen couldn't help but chuckle, what a cute girl will be his in the future, and it will be his now.
"Well, call to listen~" Nangong Ruochen closed her eyes, held Zheng Qingyue's chin and rested on top of her head, and stroked Zheng Qingyue's back with one hand, stroking Zheng Qingyue's heart was shocked.
The villain inside protests "Hum ~ bastard!" relied on his strength to be able to play hooligan and bully her. ”
But on the surface, he was still well-behaved and clever, and he screamed a little awkwardly; "Chen" She is really not used to it!
"Hmm~ Yue'er~ Let's sleepy, let's sleep." Nangong Ruochen was satisfied with what she wanted, and happily hugged Zheng Qingyue and lay down, pulled the quilt and covered it to sleep.
Zheng Qingyue was hugged tightly by Nangong Ruochen, she couldn't move, and she gave up, anyway, with her current strength, if he didn't want to let go of her, she wouldn't be able to break away.
Just when Zheng Qingyue was about to fall asleep in a daze, Nangong Ruochen, who had been holding her and had never moved, said earnestly; "Yue'er is thin-skinned and easy to be shy, but it doesn't matter, you will get used to kissing a few more times in the future."
Zheng Qingyue, who was nestled in Nangong Ruochen's arms, suddenly fell asleep, and her heart "........ Rogue! ”
Nangong Ruochen seemed to know what Zheng Qingyue was thinking in his heart, lowered his head and kissed Zheng Qingyue's ear, and said affectionately with a low and beautiful subwoofer; "Only to you rascals of rascals, you rascals." After speaking, he chuckled a few times, and hugged Zheng Qingyue to sleep with satisfaction.
Spring is a good season because most of the good things are in this season, such as the beauty of a hundred flowers in full bloom. But not everything that happens in spring is rosy, and some are not.
In a mountain villa ten miles away from Qingchi Village;
"Why! Why! It's already so many, why can't it be!" A voice on the verge of collapse rang out in the wide hall.
"Sir, don't worry, it's not so easy to find the right heart, take your time." A cold voice without any temperature replied to the man without hurry.
"It's better to be like this, don't let me find out you're lying to me otherwise! You should know what happened to me. The voice was full of menace.
"I won't let my sir down, just wait." The owner of the cold voice was a teenager with a white mask on his face, just covering his face, revealing only his mouth and a pair of indifferent vicissitudes of life that did not match his age.
"Hmph~" The owner of the anxious voice threw his sleeves and left.
After the man left, a man in light gray clothes, who had been standing aside without speaking, stepped forward and bowed his head to the white-masked man; "Why did Childe put up with that old man again and again, we can actually ..... now"
He gestured to the white-masked man with a motion to wipe his neck.
"Don't worry, it's useful to keep him."