It's just that Nan Fan leaned over to wash his hands for a long time, only Qian Jiao's little hands were a little sore, and Nan Fan's hands were taken out of the river, shook off the water droplets on his hands, and sat up straight.

Qian Jiao, who had just stabilized her body, didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, so she looked up at Nanfan with some suspicion, she seemed to feel a little that he had deliberately washed his hands in the river for a long time.

Sure enough, as soon as she looked up, she happened to meet Shang Nanfan's teasing eyes staring at her with a light smile.

Qian Jiao's little face suddenly wrinkled, and her pink lips, which were slightly red from Nan Fan's kiss, also pouted a little angrily.

Only then did he let go of Nanfan's small hand on the placket of his chest, and couldn't help but hammer his sturdy chest, and he became disgusted, "You ......"

But before she opened her mouth, Qian Jiao didn't know what to say to him, and said, 'How are you bullying me'?

How does this sound a little ambiguous.

But in fact, Nan Fan bullied and teased her like this?

Qian Jiao was annoyed.

It's just that Qian Jiao looks so disgusted and angry with him, Nan Fan is the first time to see it, her little face wrinkled with anger, and her slightly pursed pink lips are delicate and vivid.

It all made him feel better, so the smile in his eyes and the curvature of the corners of his lips became deeper and deeper.

The big hand that was pressing on Qian Jiao's slender waist couldn't help but pinch the soft flesh on her waist slightly.

Qian Jiao, who was already a little annoyed, was pinched by him like this, and the shame on her face deepened, she puffed out her cheeks, and said angrily to Nanfan: "What are you doing?" ”

Nan Fan didn't speak, but the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he stared at her deeply with his deep eyes.

Qian Jiao was stunned by his scorching eyes, but after a few seconds of looking at each other, she was defeated, and she was left to hang her head and be silent.

Nanfan's aura she couldn't stop, Qian Jiao was aggrieved in her heart, and her eyes unconsciously glanced at the river under her feet.

Nan Fan didn't miss Qian Jiao's somewhat aggrieved little eyes at this time, and the strong chest of the barrier rose and fell for a while, and then a low sullen smile came out.

"Jiaojiao is angry?"

Qian Jiao: "......" ignored him.

"Why are you angry?"

Qian Jiao: "......" is embarrassed to ask? …… Ignore him.

"It's okay not to be angry?"

Qian Jiao: "......" how can there be such a coaxing? Continue to ignore him.

The two fell silent, and Nan Fan finally realized that Qian Jiao seemed to be really annoyed by him, and he secretly brushed her crumpled little face with his eyes and thought about it.

"Then if I kiss you, you won't be angry, okay?"

Qian Jiao finally reacted this time, "Don't ......" Who wants him to kiss her? Stinky rascals.

Her reaction caused Nan Fan to chuckle again, and Qian Jiao immediately raised her head and glared at him dissatisfied.

Nan Fan hurriedly put away the smile overflowing on his face and made a serious expression, but the words that came out of his mouth did not match the cold and indifferent appearance he always showed.

"I want to, what should I do?"

After he finished speaking, he stared at Qian Jiao's soft and cute eyes with a serious face, and seemed to have thrown this question directly to Qian Jiao.

Qian Jiao was stunned by his words, and then after understanding the meaning of Nanfan's words, she was shocked again, and then her little face was suddenly dyed red.

He even said he wanted to?

Nanfan, this stinky and shameless guy, what about his coldness?

Why did the painting style suddenly change so violently that it became a stinky hooligan in an instant?

She struggled to break free from Nan Fan's sturdy embrace, but even if Nan Fan only used one arm around her slender waist, it was enough to imprison her whole person in his arms, so that Qian Jiao couldn't break free at all.

Qian Jiao looked up at him in a panic, but saw that his delicate and three-dimensional handsome face like a knife and axe had slowly pressed towards him.

She hurriedly reached out and attached her thin lips to Nanfan, to resist the kiss he was about to fall.

But her little hand was close to his soft thin lips, and the palm of her hand was licked by the tip of a slippery tongue.

Qian Jiao's heart suddenly beat wildly, and she quickly took her hand away from Nan Fan's lips in a panic.

Nan Fan playfully captured the panic in her eyes, her mood became inexplicably high, and her thin lips that were slowly pressed down did not stop and continued to press towards Qian Jiao's pink lips.

Seeing that her lips were about to touch each other, Qian Jiao's eyes widened in panic, and a pair of small hands immediately covered her pink lips in a panic.

Nan Fan's thin lips fell on the back of her white hand, Ying Ting's sword eyebrows frowned imperceptibly, and then a touch of softness flashed in his eyes, and the words he said were even more with a low taste of coaxing.

"Jiaojiao, take your hands away." As he spoke, he quickly sipped on the back of Qian Jiao's little hand covering his pink lips, and then whispered unhurriedly: "Xiao Hao will be here in a while." ”

When Qian Jiao heard that Qian Hao was coming, she was so frightened that her little face changed color, and she tried harder to break free from Nanfan's arms.

But how could Nan Fan let her get her wish, the arm around her slender waist tightened a little more and more at the moment, a pair of deep eyes, and looked at Qian Jiao with a resentful face, as if she had done something angry and hurt him.

Qian Jiao was panicked by her eyes, and was defeated again, so she had to beg him in a soft voice urgently: "Don't be here, okay?" ……”

Before she could finish her sentence, she heard Nan Fan's deep and mellow voice and immediately picked it up, "Then I'll go to you at night." ”

When Qian Jiao heard this, she suddenly felt that she had been tricked by Nanfan again.

Nan Fan got his satisfactory answer, and he couldn't bear to tease her anymore, his soft thin lips were only on her smooth and white forehead, and he sipped lightly and immediately moved away.

It's just that the arm around her slender waist refuses to let go, Qian Jiao can only sit on Nanfan's sturdy slender thighs, worrying about her appearance, what if Qian Hao sees it?

She's got an old face......

It's really going to be lost by Nanfan.

Qian Hao left for a long time this time.

He first picked up some firewood by the river, and when he was about to drag it to Qian Jiao and them, he suddenly thought that the grilled fish needed seasoning, and he turned home to get some needed seasoning and tools that could be used, so he dragged the firewood over.

In the distance, Nan Fan heard the sound of the breeze penetrating through the reeds, carrying Qian Hao and dragging firewood.

When Qian Hao was about to see them, he withdrew the arm that wrapped around Qian Jiao's slender waist and let her leave his embrace.

Qian Jiao's feet were just standing on the ground, and Qian Hao came over panting and dragging a bundle of branches.

He wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and waved his hand at Qian Jiao.

Qian Jiao smiled at him a little embarrassed, but fortunately, Qian Hao didn't notice that she was kissed by Nan Fan and her pink lips were a little red.

Poor Qian Hao only thought that he was embarrassed by Nan Fan again, and asked him to grill fish for his sister on the spot, but he didn't expect that in the time he left, Nan Fan's stinky and shameless big tail wolf had already gnawed Qian Jiao again.