School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 687 I Want To Be Bad To You Until I Get Old

Her eyes were lowered and calm, as far away as the sea, and the corner of her mouth slightly curled into a smile.

"Well, never leave."

Hearing her answer, his uneasy heart was relieved.

Even the air is full of sweetness and happiness, and the night is no longer scary, but full of warmth and romance.

"Okay, let's go back."

Qiyue was hugged so tightly by him that she almost suffocated, she patted his back sullenly and said.

Ye Zun reluctantly let go of each other's arms, and hugged her horizontally.

"Ah..., bastard."

Most Qiyue didn't expect to be picked up suddenly, screamed out in fright, and beat his chest dully.

"I've only been bad to you until I grow old in this life."

"Ha ha……."

These words sound like love words with continuous affection, which makes people feel happy.

When he came to the side of the tent, the dry firewood had been burnt out, and his vision dimmed again. He bent down and walked into the tent with Qiyue in his arms.

"What are you doing?"

The lights were turned off, and the vision was pitch-black. Zuo Qiyue lay on the spot and asked nervously.

Ye Zun lifted the quilt in the dark, got in, hugged her, and smiled lowly: "It's time to rest."

"Hey, just rest when you rest, where are you messing around!"

"Touch me to itch you again?"

"...Don't, giggle, don't tickle, I'm ticklish, bastard..."

"..."

Inside the tent, the laughter of the two people playing and playing was heard, which was very clear in the silent air.

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in the castle.

In the parking lot, after Nangonghan stopped the car, he immediately opened the door on the other side and helped the most mother out of the car.

"...I can go by myself."

The most mother's hair was a little disheveled, and she gave him a guilty look.

"You're injured, I'd better carry you in and have a rest." After Nangong Han finished speaking, he simply picked her up and strode towards the house.

"Hey, this..."

The most mother's face became even more unnatural. He saved her life, but she had nothing to repay him, and she wanted him to hug and support her, which made her feel very embarrassed.

Nangonghan pursed her thin lips tightly, but her heart was complicated and owed.

Since the person between him and Most Qiyue is the most mother, then, in order to get Most Qiyue, he doesn't mind using some despicable means to get her.

The servant hurriedly took out the slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them respectfully at his feet.

Shu Yacheng was originally lonely on the sofa, feeling sorry for herself, but when she saw the arrogant and straight man at the door, her face brightened instantly, she jumped off the sofa, and ran towards the entrance.

"...Han, you're back."

The latter question was absent-minded, and only then did Shu Yacheng notice that Nangong Han was hugging the most Qiyue's mother.

She was very surprised and surprised, why, he would hold the mother who is the most seventh month?

A bad feeling faintly rose in my heart.

"Ah."

Nangong hummed coldly, walked away from her, came to the sofa, and carefully put the most mother down.

"Bring me the medicine chest."

"Yes."

The servant left in a hurry after receiving the order, and soon, carrying a medicine box, put it respectfully in front of him, and quietly retreated to the corner.

Nangong Han had a tight expressionless face, and he always exuded a tense aura, but whenever he was present, the atmosphere was always oppressive and uncomfortable.

He opened the medicine box on his own, and took out the medicine.

Then gently lift up the mother's feet, pull up the trousers, open the potion, drop a little on it, and then wipe it carefully.

"Uh."

Because of the pain, the most mother frowned slightly, and her whole face turned pale.

"Does it hurt?" The strength in Nangong Han's hand suddenly weakened, he raised his eyes slightly, and asked softly.

(End of this chapter)