Chapter 832: Aren't You Coming Back These Days?

The phone kept vibrating there.

Nanshuang opened her eyes, and her eyelids were a little heavy.

Reluctantly, he reached out and touched his phone.

Suddenly, I touched something with a temperature.

When I was just depressed, I was grabbed by a hand and grabbed into the palm of my hand: "Where are you touching?" ”

A deep voice, with a hint of languidness.

Like a thunderbolt struck Nanshuang's head, she suddenly woke up, opened her eyes suddenly, and saw the person in front of her clearly.

He, he, he............

"I, I, I, you, you, you, you, ......you,

I didn't expect it to be really drunk and borrowed.

Nanshuang lowered her head shyly.

Seeing that her mobile phone was still vibrating, Quan Tang not only took it, but also handed it to her: "Either pick it up or turn it off." ”

With that, let go of her hand.

Nanshuang raised her eyes slightly, not daring to look at him with a big sting, took the mobile phone in his hand, and looked at the mobile phone screen, it was Ji Xue's phone.

Oops, she forgot to drop off the plane.

Immediately picked it up: "Ji Xue, I'm sorry, I overslept." ”

"It's okay, I should have been very tired last night, I'm going to get on the plane, I'll play with you again when I come back."

Nanshuang: "......"

By the time he reacted, the phone had already been hung up.

Nanshuang blinked and didn't hit again.

Putting down the phone, I saw him lying down and didn't get up.

The corners of Nanshuang's lips hooked slightly, and she also lay down, rubbed into his arms, and closed her eyes.

It's really tiring.

A well-proportioned voice came from his arms, and Quan Tang opened his eyes.

The light shone in through the window and fell on the faces of the people around him, as if gilded with a touch of brilliance.

Delicate facial features, small and charming.

I couldn't help but reach out and touch her cheek.

What happened last night was something he didn't expect, and he was actually stimulated like that.

The endurance and willpower of facing her are getting lower and lower.

These all mean that he is in love with the girl in front of him.

Leaning over gently, he dropped a kiss between her foreheads, then let go of her, sat up, got out of bed, and walked into the bathroom.

Today is a rest day, and Quan Tang didn't wake her up.

As I walked out of the room, I received a phone call.

I saw Quan Tang's brows furrowed, and I wanted to turn around and go back to the bedroom to tell her, thinking about last night, and tossing until the morning before going to sleep, so I put away my thoughts to wake her up and talk to her, and walked down the stairs.

……

Nanshuang woke up late again, and the sky was dark.

After holding back the discomfort and going into the bathroom to wash, I went to the study to look for him.

But I didn't find him, so I went to get my phone, only to find out that he had sent a message.

[I went on a business trip for a few days, and when I came back, I had something to find Xiao Song these days. 】

Looking at the messages he sent to herself, Nanshuang felt sweeter than any love words.

Nanshuang is a girl who is very easy to satisfy, as long as Quan Tang treats her a little better, she feels that she has the whole world.

[Awake? Three hours after waking up, his message came in.

Nanshuang immediately replied: [Wake up, what are you doing? 】

[Just arrived in City A. 】

[Aren't you coming back for a few days?] 】

[Hmm.] 】

[I will miss you, and you will miss me. 】

[Hmm.] 】

Nanshuang watched him reply with just one word, but laughed out loud.

Because she just sent it and asked him to miss her too, he would miss her......

For two days in a row, Nanshuang contacted Quan Tang by text message, occasionally making a phone call.

For Nanshuang, it is already very satisfying.

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