I go north, you go south

Chapter 396
Ling Bei's voice was hoarse and trembling.

Listening to his chaotic breathing and heartbeat caused by him, Nan Zishu let him go resolutely and contentedly.

But Ling Bei naturally wouldn't let her run away after teasing her so obediently.Possession wants to bite on it again.

"Hey."

Nan Zishu stretched out his index finger without changing his face, and precisely pressed Ling Bei's thin lips that he wanted to bully.

Then she immediately found a reason that the other party couldn't refuse and ordered him to leave: "If you don't want your chicken soup to 'fall into Waterloo', hurry over and turn off the fire."

"Tsk."

Ling Bei frowned, and looked up at the stove not far away.Then, rather dissatisfied, she quickly lowered her head and pecked Nan Zishu's lips, and reluctantly went back to the kitchen.

He skillfully lifted the lid of the casserole with a towel, then took a soup spoon, and took a mouthful of delicious thick soup into his mouth.After tasting it carefully, he decisively turned off the fire on the stove.

"Shu Shu, you are getting better at handling me now."

Ling Bei walked towards the dining table with the soup pot in his hand, and at the same time complained to Nan Zishu, who had never looked away from him not far away: "From now on, won't I have to be led by your nose in everything?"

"Yo."

Nan Zi leisurely swayed to the table and sat down, folded his arms and cast a "cold and arrogant" look to Ling Bei who was hard at work serving dishes beside him: "Listen to Mr. Ling's tone, don't you want to?"

"Yes, of course." Ling Bei propped his hands on the side of the dining table, smiling evilly: "I surrender to you, I am willing."

"Then what are you talking about?" Nanzi Shuxian waved his hand, full of "Queen's demeanor": "Eat. Ah!"

Before Nan Zishu could react, Ling Bei stepped forward and hugged her.Then he quickly sat down on the chair that Nan Zishu had just sat on, and let her lean on him in an extremely ambiguous posture.

Ling Bei's hands embraced Nan Zishu 360 degrees without any dead ends, making her unable to move at all.

"Ling Bei! Why are you crazy!"

In order to stabilize his figure, Nan Zishu could only wrap his arms tightly around Ling Bei's neck.This completely passive posture made her "out of breath".

Ling Bei couldn't help chuckling twice.The slight vibration of the chest cavity should not be too obvious to Nan Zishu within the distance at this moment, her face was almost flushed: "Put me down quickly!"

"Don't let go." Ling Bei refused quite simply: "I have something to tell you."

"Then do you have to use a posture to say it?"

Sometimes Nan Zishu is really helpless by Ling Bei's inexplicable desire to win or lose: "I was wrong and I was wrong, can't I? Every day I try to be true to me, are you naive or not?"

Ling Bei is always "no oil and salt": "I'm going to say that, can't I?"

Nan Zishu couldn't bear it anymore.

But thinking about it, it was her fault.After all, the man I choose has to be pampered even with tears in my eyes.

So Nan Zishu took a deep breath and tried his best to be pleasant: "Then tell me quickly, okay?"

But the look in the eyes still couldn't hide the desire to be a swordsman.

But even so, Ling Bei still stared at her intently.His smile was full of treasure, and unconsciously resolved Nan Zishu's irritated heartstrings.So in the next step, Ling Bei's hand clasped the back of her head silently, and leaned slightly to kiss her.

(End of this chapter)