Chapter 907

The next day, both Rongsheng and MuQing hid in their respective rooms, and refused to come out to see anyone.

As soon as they asked the reason, they maintained an unprecedented tacit understanding and said two words: "shame!"

Ji Qingxue, who learned about this, scoffed. If he had known today, why did he know that he was ashamed now?

The ninth day looked at the bruise on Rong Sheng's face. One couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha..."

Rong Sheng, with a beaten face beyond recognition, asked her discontentedly, "what are you laughing at?"

It's too much fun! Think about how the injury feels, okay?

The ninth day of junior high school held back a smile and said, "who made you have nothing to fight with MuQing? I'm at a loss!"

Rongsheng hummed, "he is no better than me!"

The voice fell to the ground, and the ninth day suddenly looked at him. They hadn't sat down and chatted like this for a long time.

Rong Sheng saw that she was distracted, and he didn't know what he was thinking, "what are you stunned at?"

"Ah?" the ninth day consciousness returned, provoked the corners of his mouth and said, "nothing. I just think it's good now."

Sima Jingxuan said that he would not ask about her whereabouts. If she could really get along with Rong Sheng for a period of time, it would be enough.

"What? I've been beaten like this. You still say it's good? To be honest, you saved me at that time because you accidentally slipped your leg!"

Rongsheng actually understood what she meant, so she said it deliberately to distract her mind.

As long as they are still together, everything will be beautiful.

But the legs are slippery? Thanks to him!

Seeing his eyebrows wrinkled high, the ninth day of junior high school deliberately said, "yes. I accidentally saved your life because my leg cramped at that time. Otherwise, you think I'm willing. My wound hurts now!"

After listening, Rong Sheng couldn't help humming: "I know you're not kind, don't be wordy, and don't apply medicine for me quickly!"

The ninth day of junior high school was unwilling to show weakness: "if you want to call people, can you have a better attitude?"

Rong Sheng shook up and said, "no!"

On the ninth day of the ninth day, he had no choice but to apply medicine for him, while Rong Sheng obediently put his face together and let her hand swim away in his face.

The distance between them was so close that Rongsheng could clearly smell the faint fragrance on the ninth day of the ninth day.

That's his most familiar taste.

Now in this room with only two people, he can't help feeling a little confused.

On the ninth day of the ninth day, his sight was burning, and even his breathing became heavy.

On the ninth day of junior high school, she stopped her hand and her cheeks were a little hot. She asked shyly, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Rongsheng's eyes greedily swept her purplish red face. On the ninth day of the ninth day, he was uncomfortable. He directly lowered his head and avoided his sight.

Rong Sheng reached out to pick up her chin and kissed her impolitely.

On the ninth day of junior high school, his eyes slowly widened, as if he couldn't believe it.

People who were cold to themselves two days ago are now sitting in the same room with themselves, talking kindly and even kissing themselves.

"Rong... Um..."

Rongsheng kissed very attentively and didn't give the ninth day a chance to speak.

There are too many emotions depressed and want to convey them to each other through this touch.

Ninth day, I'm sorry.

Ninth day, I like you.

Ninth day, ninth day.

……

The woman's soft lip is like the favorite New Year cake in her childhood. It is soft, waxy, sweet and greasy. Rongsheng's brain is like exploding fireworks, and her whole body trembles uncontrollably.

Rong Sheng held her in his arms, carefully avoided her wound, and couldn't help but use some strength to aggravate the kiss.

Tenderness, pity.

This is the emotion that the ninth day feels from him. He treats him so gently. How the ninth day hopes that time will stop at this moment.

In midsummer, the air is a little more dull. That day, it was said that when you change your face, you change your face. One moment it was scorching sun, and the next moment it was dark clouds and howling wind.

Nangong Yan stood in front of the window, his eagle eyes staring at the black cloud, and the gloom in his eyes became darker and darker.

Such weather... What a nuisance!

Somehow, Nangong Yan's expression suddenly became very strange, with a trace of evil spirit between his eyebrows and eyes.

Ji Qingxue is coming in from the outside. While tidying up his clothes, he said, "the wind outside is so strong that it has messed up my hair. It seems that there will be another heavy rain."

But the man standing at the window didn't come and circle her in his arms as usual, but half leaned against the windowsill and looked at her with a smile.

Why does ah Yan look a little wrong? Is it the wrong way to open the door?

Uh huh, it must be. Thinking like this, Ji Qingxue decides to go out first and then open the door again.

But before she took two steps, there was a cold breath behind her. Nangong Yan gently asked, "where are you going, little wild cat?"

Small! Wild! Cat!

What a familiar and humble title!

Ji Qingxue turned around and looked at the man in front of him strangely: "Chu, Chu, Chu..."

"Oh." Nangong Yan pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled wildly, "what's the matter? Is the little wild cat so happy to see me? He can't even say anything."

Well, Ji Qingxue has finally determined that this is the Lord of the pavilion coming out again.

Ji Qingxue said angrily, "I've told you thousands of times. Don't call me a little wild cat. Rhubarb dogs are better than this!"

Nangong Yan obeyed the good advice: "OK, rhubarb dog! No problem, rhubarb dog!"

Do you feel particularly familiar with the scene of this popular explosion?

Ji Qingxue twitched from the corners of her eyes: "you're looking for death!"

Nangong Yan seemed helpless: "it's you who say rhubarb dog sounds good. You're still angry when I call. Why are you so hard to serve a woman?"

Ji Qingxue pinched his waist and said angrily, "it's too difficult to serve. You can't serve. Who wants it!"

This guy dares to dislike himself. Have you bought himself a coffin?

Nangong Yan chuckled, directly knocked the human wall in the corner, bent down and buried her head in front of her chest, greedily eating her breath.

Ji Qingxue was firmly suppressed by him and completely lost her power of action. She said angrily, "nangongyan, let me go!"

"Shh!" Nangong Yan's slender fingers pressed against her lips, "darling, call me Chu Xun!"

Anyway, he didn't like to hear those three words from her mouth.

He is Chu Xun. In his consciousness, he is an independent existence.

It has nothing to do with that man!

"Stop it!" Ji Qingxue scolded lightly. "Tell me, how did you get out?"

Nangong Yan stroked her lips with his fingers, causing a shudder. His voice was extremely enchanting: "little wild cat, I miss you so much."

Ji Qingxue slapped off his hand: "don't do this, say it quickly!"

Nangong Yan leaned over again with her earlobe and licked it carefully, as if she were an extremely delicious dessert that he needed to taste slowly.

As for why he appeared, of course, he wanted to protect her.

Nangong Yan's eyes are getting darker and darker. As long as he is there, he will never let those people hurt her.

Nangong Yan is an expert at flirting, which makes Ji Qingxue dizzy.

"Nan, Gong, Yan!" Ji Qingxue is still making the last insistence. She has to ask clearly.

Nangong Yan saw her reaction in her eyes and couldn't help smiling: "little wild cat, you're the most lovely!"