Chapter 1310

Su only suddenly thought of something. He raised his head and looked at Nangong shaojue. He felt guilty at the bottom of his heart. He whispered: "husband, I also want to see Zhan tianche. After all, I've been taken care of by him all the way. I really want to thank him for saving me this time. I also want to say goodbye to him."

Nangong shaojue was not jealous for the first time. She raised her hand and put her big palm on her small head. She said softly, "I'll take you to have a look this afternoon!"

Su Wei smiles and puts his hand around his neck. "Thank you, husband! Well, thank him for saving your wife. "

“……”

"No, thank you already!" Nangong shaojue didn't say that.

“……”

"What is that? I also had a fight with him. At least I have to take some gifts to thank him, and then apologize. "

This time, Nangong shaojue followed Su only, but there was no objection. At this time, Su only suddenly asked: "I don't know when Dad will come back? Can I see my wife before my husband leaves tomorrow? I'm really worried about her! "

Nangong shaojue rubbed her small head, "of course!"

Su only a smile, lean forward shallow kiss: "the husband is best!"

Su Wei has been sitting on his lap in front of Nangong shaojue, and they are having a little affair on the sofa, just like lovers in a period of love.

I ate the grapes on the fruit plate, but I ate them for half an hour.

At about ten o'clock, Nangong shaojue accompanied Su only to take a walk in the courtyard. It was sunny and in full bloom. The courtyard was full of colorful flowers, fragrant and beautiful.

Su Weiyi is just like a girl in her first love. She is hopping all the way. Nangong shaojue is very fond of her and carefully protects her little woman for fear that she will fall down.

Finally, she lies on the lawn and basks in the sun. Su only sleeps on Nangong shaojue's side. Everything is so sweet, romantic and charming.

It seems that they are not rich enough.

Until noon, Nangong shaojue takes Su Weiyi back to the villa for lunch.

At this time, a bedroom on the third floor is beautiful. Nangong is leaning against the back of the messy bed. Her chest is still muscular. Issa can't lean on him. She closes her eyes and breathes. After the accumulation of depression is completely released, she seems to be a lot lighter. At the moment, she is so tired that she doesn't want to move,

I just want to have a good rest.

The man holding her, drooping at her, originally belongs to his dignified strong eyes, now inadvertently become gentle and blurred, without the slightest belongs to the strong of the fierce, the rest is only unspeakable warmth.

But I don't know how long it took for the woman in his arms to relax.

Slowly lift Mou to look at in front of the eyes is not severe man, to this moment, she all thought that she was dreaming.

"I'm not dreaming," he said

Words fall, the South Temple is strong to embrace her waist to lean toward oneself in the bosom, sink a way: "you didn't dream!"

Issa raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her for a while. She couldn't believe it was all true. She had been looking forward to a day that she could never imagine.

She thought that he would hate her all her life. She thought that they could never meet each other forever. She really can't imagine that they are true after years of suffering. Nangong zhenglie looks at her desolate eyes, and seems to know what she is thinking. Subconsciously, she closes her body, puts her head on her shoulder, and reaches out to cover them with the quilt. He doesn't want to say anything, but it seems that he hugs her like this

It's the best comfort.

It took a while for Issa to relax. Suddenly she was very hungry. She looked up at the man close at hand and wanted to say something, but suddenly she didn't know how to say it.

At this time, Nangong zhenglie's side eyes looked at her, and his big palm stroked her hair, "hungry?"

Issa nodded.

After a few words, Nangong zhenglie gets up and hugs the woman. Even though she has done something intimate, she is suddenly frank with each other. When she is so conscious, she subconsciously embraces herself with her hands and looks at the man in front of her with a crimson face.

Nangong zhenglie looked down at the woman in her arms. Her beautiful face didn't have much emotion, but her eyes became so gentle.

He didn't say much. He took her directly to the bathroom. During the whole process, Issa didn't dare to look at the two people in the mirror. Such an ambiguous and beautiful scene suddenly made her unable to adapt.

There was not too much sweet talk between them, but the ambiguity made by them made Issa's heart beat violently.

Mingming is no longer a young grade, but now this feeling is really like going back to decades ago. My heart is throbbing as young as ever. The days when we were together seem to be yesterday, and everything seems to be dreaming.

After cleaning, out of the bathroom, it was found that Issa did not change clothes.

Nangong zhenglie made a phone call.

At this time, a servant leaned against the sofa in the living room and looked at the newspaper. Nangong shaojue walked over and bowed slightly and said respectfully, "young master! Master wants Miss Liye's clean clothes! "

Words fall, South Temple little definitely lift Mou to look at servant, cold handsome appearance seem to understand what, cold voice way: "go to take!"

"Yes

Respectfully, the servant turned and went upstairs. At this time, Su Wei, who was carrying a plate of fresh plums, looked puzzled and walked over. He took a plums and fed them to Nangong shaojue. He said with a smile, "what did you just say?"

Nangong Shao Jue hugged the little woman on one side, and her eyes were as cold as before. All that was left was a piece of tenderness like water. "You're afraid I can't speak ill of you!"

Su Wei a small nose a Qiao, hum a, "you dare to say me bad words, I ignore you!"

“……”

"How dare I speak ill of my wife!" Say, bad smile for a while, hang head shallow peck her small nose tip, the tenderness of eyeful is like water.

So close, breathing each other's breath, blurred eyes, Nangong shaojue badly pinched her.

Su Wei's face suddenly turned red, and his fist was on his chest. He muttered: "big bad guy, what do you want to do?" Nangong shaojue put her arms around her and let her stick to herself. With a sly smile and an ambiguous and sexy voice, Su's only ear can't resist the temptation. This man is really poison.