Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

【157 About Marriage Proposal】

"My haircutting skills are pretty good, Qingcheng, let me cut that beautiful hair for you."

Seeing Song Xiaozhi's sweet smile and talking about the devil's words, Bai Qingcheng's proud expression suddenly dropped and turned into a mournful face, and she replied reluctantly in a low voice: "Isn't it the nanny, just take it as a task, just do it! "

Zhizhi put down the scissors, and handed her a white pill, "The antidote, after taking it, go to the room and take care of the stone."

Bai Qingcheng swallowed the medicine in a hurry, took a drink of water and hurried to the stone bedroom, as if staying with Zhizhi for a second longer would make him lose his soul.

Seeing her figure disappear behind the door, An Yi joked, "Xiaozhi, after staying with the young master for a long time, you have become more and more threatening."

Zhizhi is not happy to be compared with Nangongjue.

"Don't compare me with him, I'm all kind, okay?"

"bona fide?"

"I just fed Bai Qingcheng calcium tablets, which help to grow taller. This is not good intentions."

An Yi laughed silently, "Okay, I'll make porridge for the stone."

Zhizhi waved his hand, walked to the sofa and sat down, and continued to read the remaining comic books from yesterday——

She didn't know how long she looked at it, and she didn't know how long it had passed, but she just felt that there seemed to be a gentle gaze beside her, always staying on her body intermittently.

Zhizhi turned her head to look, she was facing the warm and jade-like ink eyes, with a smile on her lips, she moved her body, a little surprised, "I'm sorry, I was so fascinated by watching, I didn't notice when you came..."

"I heard that girls who like to watch anime and manga are very kind. I wonder if it's true or not?" Nangong Mo's voice was like a cool and warm night breeze, pleasant to the ears.

His words penetrated deep into her heart, and she laughed, "You praised people for their skills."

"I'm just telling the truth." He answered lightly, casually took one of the comics next to her, flipped through a few pages, and the smile on his face became a little stiff.

Nangong Mo put down the comic book and sighed, "I want to take back what I just said."

"The words spoken are like water poured out, and the words of the Second Young Master Nangong cannot be taken back." Zhizhi sorted out the comic books and put them together carefully, "They are all my top secret collections, you just read them I haven't paid you yet."

Nangong Mo doesn't understand what is so worth collecting about two men hugging each other and kissing ecstasy in the comics.

But he didn't deny it. He never liked to deny what others liked.

"I know, about what I mentioned last time." He raised his eyes, with a hint of hope still in his eyes, "Have you considered it?"

Song Xiaozhi understood that he was talking about a marriage proposal.

The last time she was successfully pretending to be confused...

This time, she clutched her chest, hummed twice, and then fell to the side of the sofa——

In front of the Nangong family, as long as the matter of the stone was involved, she would act like an idiot and a coward.

Zhizhi fell on the sofa, closed her eyes, and pretended to be dead.

But this time, she didn't hear Nangong Mo's slightly nervous calling like last time, but a very quiet, very quiet atmosphere.

Nangong Mo got up from the sofa, adjusted a comfortable lying position for Zhizhi, took off his suit jacket, and covered her body.

A gentle voice came from above her, "Zhizhi, I'll wait here for you to wake up."

Song Xiaozhi's forehead was densely covered with black lines.

She was seen through, right? Absolutely, right!

Moreover, Nangong Mo was sitting opposite her, really staring at her and waiting for her to wake up...

If you open your eyes now, it will show that you are lying.

She can't fall asleep at all, is she going to be stared at by him, lying down and pretending to sleep?

Song Xiaozhi never hated this feigning death skill more than now!

Ten minutes have passed...

Zhizhi finally couldn't bear the pain in his waist, moved his body secretly, turned sideways gently, trying to make the illusion of falling awake...

Pfft!

She frowned, thinking she would fall to the ground, but she didn't expect her body to fall on something soft and hot——

When Zhizhi opened her eyes, she saw a magnified beautiful face, especially those eyes, she could see her own image in his pupils when she was close.

The hot breath spit on the opponent's cheek.

The tip of the nose was pressed against the tip of the nose, Zhizhi forgot to move for a while, staring at Nangong Mo's troublesome face in a daze...

He suddenly raised his hands and held her face, "Know..."

Nangong Mo's beautiful lips closed together, her moist breath hit her face, she only called her name, but said nothing.

He hugged her, turned over on his side, Zhizhi was pressed under him, "Zhizhi..."

The breath was turbid and intertwined, and Song Xiaozhi could feel Nangong Mo's heartbeat getting faster.

She felt a little flustered, and raised her hand to push his chest, "You...you get up... Nangong Mo...you're pressing on my wound."

"I'm sorry..." Nangong Mo was startled, and hurriedly let go of her holding hand, trying to get up.

"What are you doing!"

A cold and stern shout came from above, Song Xiaozhi and Nangong Mo looked up at the same time, facing a pair of deep black pupils full of fire.

The anger contained in those eyes at this moment is more angry than anything Zhizhi has ever seen.

It was Nangongjue.

"We do not……"

"What are we doing, don't you see very clearly?" Nangong Mo interrupted Song Xiaozhi's words suddenly, and the body that was about to get up suddenly stopped the movement, stretched out his arms, and embraced her in his arms.

Zhizhi turned her head and saw that Nangong Mo's usual gentleness had disappeared, and a layer of firm ruthlessness had been added to her face, and she was dumbfounded and realized——

Second Young Master Nangong has turned black.

Nangong is definitely not happy anymore, very unhappy, especially when he saw Nangong Mo's hand resting on her waist, his brows twisted into a word Chuan, he clenched his fists, and popped out three characters from between his teeth, " Let her go."

Nangong Mo's eyes were filled with indifference and arrogance, "Aside from coercion, what else can you do?"

force……

Is he reminding himself that the woman in his arms and everything about him are just forced?

(Thank you for humming a little love song and giving me a silent gift, okay~~)