Husband is a little milk dragon

Chapter 164 I won't eat my concubine again.

Gong Ning was silent for a while, and stretched out her hand to pull off his tail. After a pause, she groped for the direction and got out of the carriage.

It was the middle of the night, and I could feel the cold wind gently brushing against my cheeks.

"You, go, go, go, one, step, just, drop, go, go." Mohen's voice slowly rang in his ears.

However, Gong Ninghuan's footsteps paused, and she sat down where she was, with the cold wind blowing, and she felt much clearer in her heart.

Mo Hen thought that Gong Ninghuan came out to have a heart-to-heart talk with him, but after Gong Ninghuan sat down, she quietly blew the cold wind on her, and didn't intend to pay attention to him, Mo Hen thought about the woman Gong Ninghuan If the temper will talk to him about something, then he must have seen the devil.

But Mohen was holding back his thoughts, so he hesitated for a long time and couldn't help but say, "You, then, husband, lord, have, illness."

Gong Ning didn't even move, and didn't even give him a reaction.

"He, yes, sick..."

Before Mohen finished speaking, Gong Ninghuan interrupted him softly, "Does it have anything to do with me?"

Mohen hesitated, "Yes, right?"

Gong Ninghuan got up to leave, but Mo Hen called her in a low voice, "Then, what are you doing, for, for, him, to be with, the master?"

Gong Ninghuan paused, turned her head and said indifferently: "What about me and Xige is my problem with Xige, and it has nothing to do with anyone. You are a sloth, don't make up so much drama for yourself."

Mohen stared: "You, look, no, get up, tree, lazy, fine!"

Gong Ninghuan answered casually: "Yes, ah."

When Mo Hen was staring at her and thinking about how to curse, Gong Ninghuan had already walked into the carriage, and Mo Hen could only silently say in his heart: None of them are good things.

Then he stuffed the clouds into his ears, and looked straight into the sky.

As soon as Gong Ninghuan got into the carriage, she was accidentally hit by the table leg. She took a low breath and frowned, enduring the pain.

Her face was still indifferent, and she didn't feel annoyed at all because she couldn't see it, but she didn't go to the couch, but touched the table and sat down in front of the table, intending to spend the night on the table.

However, as soon as she lay down, she heard Nan Gu's half hoarse and half dark voice from behind, "I won't eat my concubine again."

Gong Ninghuan's back stiffened: "..."

Nan Gu seemed to have just woken up not long ago, yawned lazily, and said casually, "Aifei, come and sleep, I'll lie down on the table."

"..."

However, this time Nan Gu didn't intend to wait for Gong Ninghuan to give him any response, so he got up and went to hug Gong Ninghuan, Gong Ninghuan stared and was speechless.

After Nan Gu put Gong Ninghuan on the couch, he took out the ointment again, grabbed her left ankle, and took off her shoe.

"You must be sick!" Gong Ninghuan couldn't bear it anymore.

Nan Gu paused for a moment, gave a soft "hmm", then carefully applied medicine to the toe that she bumped just now, and said in a low voice, "I'm not seriously ill, and I don't see Aifei caring about me."

Gong Ninghuan realized that he was rubbing medicine on her toe that just hit the table leg and was so painful, she didn't know what to say.

After Nan Gu gave her the good medicine, he pressed her to lie down, put a blanket on her, but suddenly bent down, and the sudden approach of her breath made Gong Ninghuan pause for breath almost inaudibly, and Nan Gu blinked. Staring at Gong Ninghuan's cold and clean eyes without blinking, she asked in a low voice, "Aifei broke up with that Xige for me?"

(End of this chapter)