School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 1144 It's All His Favorite Food
"...I really have no other ideas, just give me a little temperature."

"..."

He lowered his eyes, and her humble posture made him feel a little unbearable.

When you love to the extreme, you will be very humble, very small, so small that you beg the other party to give yourself a little warmth, so that your heart will not be so cold.

This kind of love, he had experienced it in Zuo Qiyue before.

"..." Complicated, he slowly stretched out his big hand, gently put it on her back, patted it, and said in a hoarse voice, "You think too much."

"Han." Feeling his warmth, Shu Yacheng retracted her arms, and rubbed her whole head towards his chest.

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The sky is bright.

On the huge bed, Nangong Han stared at the ceiling absent-mindedly with a pair of deep eyes.

Lying on the same bed with Shu Yacheng, he was sleepless all night, wanted to sleep but couldn't, his whole heart was thinking about Qi Yue, thinking about her, did she sleep, did she take medicine...

Shu Yacheng's hand tightly grasped his hand, and the whole body kept rubbing against him, the desire to merge with each other was very strong.

"cold……."

In a daze, she whispered, her hands kept groping for his chest.

"Han, I miss you so much..." She murmured softly, and buried her head in his arms foolishly.

Bubbles of happiness kept popping up in her heart.

She had an intoxicating dream.

In the dream, she and Nangong Han hugged each other tightly, and they kissed frantically.

She felt that the temperature of his body was so hot that he wanted to scald her. She was like a moth to a flame. Even if she would be burned, she was desperate and wanted to burn to death with him.

"..."

Nangong Han felt that she was unusually restless, so he gave her a light look, took her hand away with his big hand, and quickly got off the bed.

Open the door.

There were still two bodyguards guarding the door.

He walked quietly towards Qi Yue's room. The bodyguard thought he wanted to see Qi Yue, so he hurriedly said, "Master..."

Nangong Han frowned, half-closed his eyes, and shot them sharply.

"..." The bodyguard sighed in his heart, closed his lips tightly, and said no more, but his eyes were still quietly watching his every move.

He just stood at the door of the most seventh month, staring deeply at the cold door, as if his eyes could penetrate the door and see the people inside who were thinking day and night.

Reality is still cold.

"..."

Since he decided to sacrifice himself to save her, he shouldn't hesitate again and again, he has to be ruthless, and he can get away safely only in July.

Thinking about it, closing his eyes, he strode away from here.

"...." The rest of the bodyguards looked at each other in blank dismay. Today's young master seems to be a little different. As for what is different, they can't tell.

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Finished breakfast.

Nangonghan sat leisurely on the sofa, his dark eyes were so complicated that it was impossible to guess, his expression was tense and calm, but his heart was burning with urgency.

It's so late, and July hasn't come down yet.

Several times, he couldn't help but want to ask the servant, but after thinking about it, he couldn't give up all his previous efforts, no matter how unbearable he was, he would endure it.

"Han, eat some fruit, it's all your favorite."

Shu Yacheng cut a plate of fruit, Yingying walked over, sat down next to him, narrowed his eyes and smiled at him attentively.

"Eat, eat and see." Picking one of them with a fork, she lazily leaned on his shoulder, and handed the fruit to his mouth.

This kind of intimacy made him feel uncomfortable all over. Since everyone in the housekeeper was there, he couldn't do enough tricks.

(End of this chapter)