After eating, Jiang Liang cleaned up the table. An Ning watched from the sidelines, and Jiang Liang didn't let her do it.

Anning wants to be cleaned, Jiang Liang will not let it; An Ning wanted to wash the dishes, but Jiang Liang didn't let him......

I won't even let the kitchen get in.

An Ningmo, she came here to eat and drink, and she didn't do anything.

After all, he still didn't listen to Jiang Liang's words, and quietly stood at the door of the kitchen.

Jiang Liang was washing dishes, his figure was thin and slender, and he was extremely tall.

The skin is like condensed fat, and the hands are like soft, and at first glance he is a pampered little boy from a big family.

Jiang Liang chuckled, the real sons of wealthy families are all self-reliant, get rid of their families, and stand on their own.

He looked very serious about washing the dishes, and An Ning felt that Jiang Liang was better than the lamp in the living room.

She wanted to take it home.

Jiang Liang's feet, a water stain. When he turned around with the bowl, he didn't notice it, and the soles of his feet slipped.

I'm about to fall!

"Bang Bang!" It was the sound of the bowl falling apart.

Jiang Liang didn't fall, An Ning caught him.

Hmm, the princess hugs the form.

The sweatshirt was gently lifted upward, and An Ning's cold fingers touched Jiang Liang's skin.

An Ning subconsciously rubbed it, very slippery. Like a freshly peeled egg, tender and delicate.

I want to touch it again.

Reluctantly withdrew his hand.

Jiang Liang felt that he had discovered another attribute of Ning Bao.

Foodie attributes~

Also, the vigorous attribute.

An Ning blinked, Jiang Liang was so light, she didn't dare to use force.

She always felt that Jiang Liang was like a porcelain doll, delicate and fragile.

Perfect for cupboarding.

It cannot be taken home.

An Ning suddenly became a little depressed.

Jiang Liang's eyes were radiant, radiant, shining, and incrediblely bright.

"Ningbao ......"

Well? An Ning looked at him.

"In the future, you call me Liangliang, and I call you Ning Bao, okay?"

Jiang Liang's tail tone was slightly raised, dyed with a slight muteness, and entangled with a hint of charm.

Good.

An Ning agreed without hesitation.

She is a beautiful woman.

Jiang Liang gently held An Ning's hand, not daring to use force.

It is like holding the most precious treasure in the world, pious and precious. In his eyes, there was undisguised distress.

Three points of distress, one point of anger.

Her hand was cut by the shards of the bowl.

It was also bleeding, and it was particularly dazzling against the white skin.

Jiang Liang felt that his eyes hurt a little.

He didn't want to see her hurt.

She was disobedient and she shouldn't have been in the kitchen.

Even if he fell, he was wounded all over his body by the fragments of the bowl.

He didn't want to see a wound on her body.

Not a single one.

An Ning stood on tiptoe and touched Jiang Liang's head. It doesn't hurt, really, it doesn't hurt at all.

In fact, it does.

Except for the abnormal feeling of warmth, if Jiang Liang hadn't found out, she wouldn't have noticed it herself.

Jiang Liang seemed to be even more angry.

She doesn't know how to cherish herself at all!

Jiang Liang took An Ning's hand as a matter of course and took her to the bedroom.

From under the cabinet, take out the home medicine kit.

Half-kneeling in front of An Ning, holding her hand, carefully treating the wound.

"Ning Bao, does it hurt?" Jiang Liang asked.

The voice was extremely soft, like a feather, gently brushing over An Ning's heart.

Ripples, shallow ripples......

An Ning's heart suddenly skipped an irregular beat.

Just a moment.

An Ning shook her head and nodded again.

Jiang Liang picked up the marshmallow on the bedside, picked one up, and handed it to An Ning's lips.

Like coaxing a child, his tone was incredible: "If you eat it, it won't hurt." ”

An Ning was like a charmer, nodded his head in obedience, and bit down obediently, his teeth touching Jiang Liang's fingers.

Jiang Liang quickly retracted his hand, his fingertips trembled slightly, and the crispy and numb feeling flowed all over his body.

An Ning chews lightly and is very sweet.

Sweet like never before.