Chapter 287

"Go away, don't I have to keep talking with you? Dream your dreams It's a long afternoon with Nangong. She's usually tired after practicing martial arts. I think she's really sleepy.

"Then you sleep here, and we'll continue to chat tomorrow." Although I know Murong Fengqing will go after all, I still don't want to go so fast. I still struggle to get along for a while.

"Nangong feiran, it's time to save face now. Don't give you a good face. You open a dyeing shop. I want to go back to sleep. Don't talk here." Murong Feng was very angry. If this guy didn't say that he wanted to pay back a hundred times, she really wanted to take a hundred thousand gold to smoke this guy's face and tell his mother to quit

This guy is definitely making fun of himself, so he wants to earn back a hundred times the factor in disguise.

"Then you can wait until I fall asleep. I don't want to watch you go." After hesitating for a while, Nangong feiran took a step back and opened his mouth. He lowered his head and covered a ray of light.

After thinking for a while, Murong Feng nodded, "I'll give you a quarter of an hour to sleep."

Anyway, it's a quarter of an hour. Otherwise, I don't know it's more than a quarter of an hour when I'm tangled with him here.

Nangong feiran nodded, "then you sit and I'll sleep here."

After letting Murong Feng sit down, Nangong feiran closed his eyes and was ready to sleep.

Finally, she calms down. Murong Feng sighs. She really doesn't know that Nangong can be so annoying. No wonder she is said to be a bully. She really deserves her reputation.

But Nangong, who was quiet, was very clever. Were the demons extreme? This quiet face, like a sleeping angel, is like two people when they wake up.

Looking at it, Murong Fengqing also forgot the time, and his eyelids were a little heavy. He said that he squinted immediately and fell asleep by the bed.

Even breathing sounds. Nangong feiran, who is squinting and sleeping, suddenly opens his eyes. He turns to Murong Feng and sees half of her small face. The scarring scar is hidden. It seems that Nangong feiran's side face is small and delicate, just like a baby carved with powder and jade. He is afraid to wake her up.

"Qing Er, I just want you to accompany me for a while. I don't mean to use your trust."

Yes, Murong Fengqing fell asleep so easily because Nangong feiran sent someone to mix some sleeping things in the food. After chatting with him for so long without rest, it's normal for her to fall asleep.

The key is that she believes in him, so she is not so defensive.

Slowly out of bed, Nangong feiran walked to Murong Fengqing's back, arm through Murong Fengqing's back, carefully picked her up, and put her in the next soft cave.

Sitting on the edge of the couch, Nangong feiran gently stroked Murong Fengqing's cheek and depicted it from the tip of the eyebrow to the lip.

The more you look at it, the more you can't see it. You can't move your sight.

Qing'er, if only I could have such a quiet life.

"My son." All of a sudden, MI Ying comes in carefully, and opens a distance from Nangong feiran.

Is Shizi possessed?

He couldn't understand the fact that he was so infatuated with looking at Miss Murong. Miss Murong was so bad tempered and didn't have a good face for Shizi, but Shizi didn't hesitate to use his illness to pester others.