Chapter 172: This Shizi disagrees (Okay, the second master has finally made some progress)

Unaware of the open and secret battle between the two men, Xuan Mobao looked at Nalan Jiashi with a smile on his face.

"Nalan, you haven't rested yet?"

Hearing this, Nalan shook his head gently, his eyes staring at Xuan Mobao's expression, and the gloom in his eyes instantly made him look even weaker and more humble.

"I ...... I'm worried...... Worried about Childe. ”

Nalan Gashi raised his eyes lightly and looked at Xuan Mobao, his words with a touch of caution.

"Huh?"

Xuan Mobao didn't expect Nalan Jiashi to say this, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Mu Nanzheng, and found that the latter was not looking at her at all.

He pursed his lips, then shook his head with a smile, "I'm fine, don't worry." It's almost dawn, so let's get some rest early. ”

Hearing this, Nalan Jiashi looked at her, stopped talking, glanced at Mu Nanzheng behind her again, lowered his head, didn't speak, and turned to leave.

Xuan Mobao looked at his back suspiciously, blinking, puzzled.

On the contrary, Mu Nanzheng, who was on the side, saw that he was so knowledgeable, so he sneered lightly and walked up to Xuan Mobao, "Let's go, rest first." ”

Xuan Mobao nodded, instinctively wanting to turn around, but Mu Nanzheng grabbed the collar with one hand.

"Where are you going?"

raised his eyebrows, looking at a little woman who was brought back by himself, Mu Nanzheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"I'll go back to the inn."

Xuan Mobao cowardly pointed in the direction of the door, and the whole person shrank his head, like a little quail.

"Back to the inn?"

Mu Nanzheng gently hooked the corners of his mouth, and there was a look on his face that seemed to be smiling, "Why are you going back to the inn?" ”

"Rest, I'm ......"

Before Xuan Mobao finished speaking, he was directly pulled by Mu Nanzheng towards his room.

Staggering and being dragged by him, Xuan Mobao followed his pace, and he was so well-behaved all the way.

"From today onwards, you'll sleep here!"

Mu Nanzheng pushed the door open and pulled the person in, only then did he let go of his hand, very casually but with an irresistible look.

"I ......"

As soon as he opened the door, Xuan Mobao had just arrived at this room was Mu Nanzheng's, and was about to say something, when Mu Nanzheng directly reached out and pinched her face.

"Anyway, it's safest to stay here."

was pinched by Mu Nanzheng's face, and Xuan Mobao looked at him with resentful eyes, "Oh...... Not ......"

"Huh?"

Seeing that someone still wanted to refuse, Mu Nanzheng exerted his strength slightly, and his already delicate skin made Xuan Mobao feel the pain more clearly.

"Hurt ......"

shouted squeamishly, Mu Nanzheng trembled when he heard it, and looked at the woman in front of him who suddenly had red eyes, and felt a little distressed.

He let go of his hand and gently stroked her face, "Does it hurt?" ”

Xuan Mobao glanced at him angrily, "It hurts!" ”

Mu Nanzheng couldn't help but smile when he heard this, "Squeamish bag!" ”

But looking at her slightly flushed face, there was still a little distress in her heart, "Then I'll tap it next time." ”

To be honest, it feels just right!

Mu Nanzheng's heart was still satisfied with the softness that came from Fang Cai's fingertips.

"I'm not staying here, I still have ...... business"

"No way!"

Mu Nanzheng pressed the person down, leaned over with his face, and stared directly at Xuan Mobao.

"I disagree! If you are alone, this son will be worried. ”

He and her, the distance between the two was only a finger, and each other's breath hit their faces.

Looking around, it was obviously very embarrassing, but at this time, there was a trace of a trace of inflection.

Mu Nanzheng's eyes were very deep, and the dark pupils reflected her face, skimming the light that made her heart palpitate from time to time.

Mu Nanzheng stared at her face, close at hand, her shallow breathing, plopping on her face, making his heart beat and accelerate uncontrollably again.

Those eyes were always starry, always with a starry smile, and at this time they were all his own shadows, so that he couldn't help but feel cardiac arrest for a moment.