School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 1150 The person he thinks of is always July

Shu Yacheng's pupils dilated slightly, and even the subordinates around him were unmoved. She couldn't help but feel a strong sense of frustration in her heart, a feeling that he didn't want it, but she wanted it.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Shu Yacheng rushed to the door and blocked the exit with his arms.

With tears in his eyes, he looked at him pitifully, "Ah Biao, I just want you to accompany me, is it that difficult?"

Ah Biao's dark eyes were full of contradictions.

How could it not be difficult, because he intentionally hid the young master's amnesia from before, so until now, the young master no longer pays attention to him, and doesn't let him do anything.

"A Biao..."

Moist mist formed in her eyes, and she whispered, "...I'm really sad. Since Han married me, he has refused to touch me. His heart is all on Qiyue."

"Even if he is lying on the same bed with me, the person he thinks about is the most July!"

Ah Biao's tall figure stood straight in front of her, listening to her quietly, without any waves in his eyes.

"...Even if I take off my clothes, take off my clothes, and stand naked in front of him, he will remain indifferent, and he won't even take a look..."

While talking, Shu Yacheng unhurriedly took off the black suspender skirt, and the suspenders fell off her shoulders and fell along her body.

There is an ambiguous atmosphere in the air, slowly eroding people's minds.

Her eyes, her movements are full of provocativeness, and the masculine aura in Ah Biao's body erupts like a volcano in an instant...

He turned around hastily, not looking at the embarrassing scene.

"Ah Biao..." Shu Yacheng stepped forward and hugged him tightly when he was caught off guard.

After tossing and turning in front of him, she tore off his collar with both hands in a panic, and tiptoed to kiss his neck.

The warm and humid feeling slid over the skin, and the shivering feeling swept over crazily.

After kissing for a while, Shu Yacheng put his arms around his neck and murmured sadly, "...Han, he refused to touch me, from the beginning to the end, he refused to touch me once."

A Biao looked at her with confused eyes, black and trembling eyelashes, and there was a sad breath rolling in his eyes.

His eyes were reddened by extreme forbearance, his throat was hoarse, "You are playing with fire." After speaking, he bent down and kissed her neck.

Shu Yacheng raised her head, her eyes were empty and dull, and the wet hickeys ran down her neck.

In pain, she closed her eyes, tears streaming down her eyes.

——Everything was caused by Nangong Han, it was because he didn't want to love her, it was because he didn't want to accept her!
While kissing and hugging her, the two rolled off the bed.

In the silent air, there is a lingering atmosphere...

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early morning.

Nangong Han opened his eyes early, staring affectionately at the familiar face in front of him, with a faint smile blooming at the corner of his mouth.

She slept very deeply and soundly, with an extremely peaceful expression.

Seeing her sleeping well, his heart felt a surge of peace of mind.

"Sleep well, and wait for me to come back." He stroked her cheek with a big hand, and whispered, his eyes became firm secretly.

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Descending from the stairs, he walked skillfully towards the kitchen.

Shu Yacheng is busy wearing a kitchen towel.

He secretly clenched the knife in his pocket, for the sake of Qiyue, he had to choose to hurt one of them.

For Most Qiyue, he is more important than his own life, so he will not hesitate to choose to take good care of Most Qiyue.

"Han, you are up, you can eat."

She turned around with the tray, just in time to see Nangong Han standing at the door, and immediately showed him a sweet smile.

Putting the plate on the table, she walked towards him while untiing the kitchen towel on her body.

(End of this chapter)