First love, the best of you

Chapter 281 Give Him Yourself 9
Nie Hanqiu bit lightly on Chu Xia's ruddy lips, then raised his head, looked at her with a pair of dark and deep eyes, and said to her in a low voice: "If you weren't in a hurry to go to the press conference, you would think I would Let you go easily??"

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Chu Xia touched her small mouth that hurt from being bitten by him, and looked at him with tears in her big black and white eyes.

"Still not getting up?" Nie Hanqiu raised his eyebrows at her, and said with a smirk, "Do you want me to bite you again?"

"I'm going to get up now! I'm going to get up now!!" Chu Xia hurriedly turned over, jumped off the bed, and rushed into the bathroom to wash up quickly.

When everything was tidied up, Chu Xia was wearing that long black backless dress, holding Nie Hanqiu's arm as he walked downstairs, shivering from the cold: "It's so cold, so cold, I really want to wear it. Are you going to hold a press conference like this?? Will I be so shaken that I can’t speak when the reporter asks me questions?”

"When you're not shaking, you can't speak." Nie Hanqiu's eyes drooped slightly, and he glanced at Chu Xia whose lips were already purple from the cold in just a while, couldn't help frowning and said: "Aunt Qing , go and get the young lady's down jacket."

"Okay, master." Aunt Qing stood at the bottom of the stairs, bowed respectfully to Nie Hanqiu, and then hurried upstairs to get clothes for Chu Xia.

"Forget it...you still have a little conscience..." Chu Xia stammered towards Nie Hanqiu.

"..." Nie Hanqiu looked at her helplessly, reached out to touch her cold little hand and said, "The floor heating and air conditioner are still turned on at home, why are you so cold?"

"Winter, brother!! It's winter!" Chu Xia gave him a blank look and said, "Do you think everyone is not afraid of the cold like you?"

"Young Mistress, I brought you your down jacket." While speaking, Aunt Qing had already walked over with Chu Xia's down jacket, and she handed the down jacket in front of Chu Xia, smiling.

"Thank you, Aunt Qing." Chu Xia took the down jacket and put it on quickly.

"Master, today is your birthday, I cooked longevity noodles for you." Aunt Qing watched Chu Xia put on the coat with a kind smile on her face, then turned around and whispered to Nie Hanqiu road.

"Well, let's go, let's go down and have breakfast, Lao Deng is already waiting outside." Nie Hanqiu nodded towards Aunt Qing, then dragged Chu Xia's arm and walked downstairs to the living room.

"Even if you don't eat longevity noodles, you will live longer than us." Chu Xia whispered as he walked beside Nie Hanqiu.

"What did you say?" Nie Hanqiu narrowed his deep eyes slightly, and glanced at Chu Xia.

"It's nothing..." Chu Xia looked at Nie Hanqiu with a smile, hesitated for a moment, looked at Aunt Qing's busy back in the kitchen, and asked in a low voice: "So what... does Aunt Qing know that you are not human? Or, Qing Auntie, like you, is from the Demon Race?"

"She's not." Nie Hanqiu shook his head, "I don't know either."

"Oh..." Chu Xia responded softly, then looked at him with a pair of moist eyes and said, "So, the only demons around me now are you and Ji Qinghe??"

"No, Lao Deng is also from the Demon Race."

(End of this chapter)