It cannot be denied that he was bewitched by her and was willing to be a moth to the fire.

Nan Ji didn't know what he was thinking.

She took him by the arm and called out with a smile

"The Pearl of the Night."

Hanji had heard her call himself like this many times, and he had long been used to it.

It's just ······.

Nan Ji took his arm, dragged the person to the side of the bed, and pressed the person on the futon in the next second.

Then, she kissed it, muttering as she kissed

"It's better to eat you at ease, lest you regret it."

Hanji paused.

Stop the person, his eyes are dark and deep

"Does Her Highness know what you're talking about?"

Nan Ji glanced at him, thinking that he was not happy.

She said rudely

"I eat you, rightly so."

When the words fell, they kissed again.

Now, just after the morning, it's time to get things done.

However, in the thatched hut of this mountain forest, the fiery and ambiguous are entangled, and they are born in this house.

In this way, Nanji and Hanji lived in this thatched hut for two days.

Oh, it's not that it's hot every day.

It was after that time that Nan Ji lay in bed for a day.

There's no way, Nan Jiao's physique is too poor now.

In a thatched hut.

Nan Ji wrapped herself in the quilt and shrunk into the corner of the bed.

Leaning against the wall behind him, a little drowsy.

Occasionally, the futon on her body slipped off for a moment, and she could see the kiss marks and bruises on her body, exposing the absurdity and ambiguity of last night.

Nan Jiao's temperament is getting more and more squeamish.

When she opened her eyes and found that the night pearl still hadn't come back, she pursed her lips and was not in a good mood.

She rolled on the stone bed, wrapped in a futon.

The black hair is spread out, and it looks fairer and brighter.

After about a stick of incense, Kanji returned.

He was holding a clay porcelain pot in his hand, and as soon as he walked in, he could smell the aroma of chicken soup.

Nan muttered

"Why did you come back?"

Hanji's bony hand held a bowl of chicken soup in front of her.

Nan Ji leaned on his arms, like a boneless one, her head rubbing in his arms.

Hanji hugged her and let her move, imprisoning her in his arms, so as not to fall out of the bed crookedly.

The voice is low

"Her Royal Highness the princess should make up for her body."

Tongzi is milky

[Host, is he giving you confinement?] 】

Hanji fed Nanji a mouthful of chicken soup.

Nan Ji smacked her lips, her eyes lit up, and then she drank all the chicken soup.

Although, the body is not as good as before.

But the amount of food has never been small.

As soon as she finished drinking the chicken soup, she began to be dishonest.

She reached out and began to touch Hanji everywhere.

Because of her movements, the futon on her body also slipped off, revealing a large area of smooth and fair skin.

As soon as the result was revealed, it was covered by Hanji with a futon, and it was not exposed at all.

Even her hands were imprisoned in the quilt by him.

Hanji looked at her stubborn dark eyes, a little helpless

"Your Royal Highness the Princess, remember that you are the one who suffers in the end."

Nan Ji looked at him, straight and hooked

"In this world, you are the only one who makes me suffer, and I can barely bear it."

As soon as her words fell, Hanji was stunned.

Nan Ji took advantage of his stunned attention, and her hand stretched out from the quilt and hooked his neck.

"Night Pearl~~"

Nan Ji's voice was full of twists and turns, and the delicate and tender people were itching in their hearts.

She has hooked up to this part, no matter how much Hanji can bear it, he is a saint.

Then, without any accidents, Nanji was bullied by Hanji ······.

Nope.

(End of chapter)