Chapter 209

"What I asked you to wear? You still want to seduce me. Well, I'll give you a face, or you won't be able to come down. "

Nanjue was kind again and gave Ruan Xiaomian a face. She seduced Nan Jue and threw herself on.

"Nanjue!" Ruan Xiaomian was knocked down and cried out angrily.

He wants that one, that one, and she doesn't say no. does he need this?

It belongs to pig Bajie, isn't it?

"Tell me what you say!"

It's not her affectation, it's just that he said she seduced him. She's really wronged.

"It's you who found this shirt for me. Now you say it in reverse..."

"Ruan Xiaomian, you didn't even wear underwear, but you said you didn't seduce me?" Nanjue's astringent palms directly hit Ruan Xiaomian's privacy, and he yelled out.

Ruan Xiaomian instinctively clamped his legs, a delicate little face flushed and hot, "I I had a bath just now, so... "

Because she had taken a bath, nanjue only prepared a shirt for her, but did not give her a new underwear, so she simply did not wear it.

But who would have thought he would be waiting for her here?

"Don't quibble. I'll seduce you. You should be grateful." Nanjue's sexy thin lips light hook, a touch of charm of the arc will hang on his lips.

When he finished, he directly lowered his head and held Ruan Xiaomian's soft lips in one mouth, giving her no chance to speak.

There was no sunshine outside, and there was some darkness in the room.

The flame leaped, the red light poured quietly between the two people, illuminating the beauty between them.

……

After the passion, Ruan Xiaomian was so tired that his back ached. But nanjue fell asleep.

Asshole!

Damn it!

Ruan Xiaomian lies on the soft carpet and stares fiercely at the sleeping nanjue.

He fell asleep.

It's dark outside. Does she have to get up to prepare dinner?

Yaya, where is her strength now?

But nanjue didn't bring the cook when he came out this time.

He's an absolute jerk, 24K pure asshole.

Ruan Xiaomian scolded in the bottom of her heart for a while, and then she gathered some strength. Then she supported herself with her elbow and sat up with difficulty.

After a long breath, she looked at nanjue's sleeping face, stood up slowly and went to the bathroom.

After cleaning her body, which was full of sweat and passion, Ruan Xiaomian found a casual suit to put on it. She found a thin blanket to cover nanjue. She dragged herself to the kitchen with soreness and exhaustion.

All the ingredients have been sent. This time, there is no exaggeration. There are only a few simple ingredients.

She was really fed up with the waste of nanjue, so she told Park Shiwan that he would not have to prepare so many food materials.

Ruan Xiaomian glanced at the whole spacious and bright kitchen. After thinking about it, several dishes came to her mind.

It is still a few home dishes, green pepper shredded pork, garlic with water spinach, lotus root and spare ribs soup, and of course, there is also the indispensable vinegar sliced potato.

With rice, more than 40 minutes later, Ruan Xiaomian finished all the work.

Back in the bedroom, nanjue was still asleep, as if motionless.

Ruan Xiaomian stood at the door and looked at the sleeping nanjue for a while, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

The sleeping nanjue, like a child, is not as lofty as usual, and exudes a warm atmosphere.

She likes this kind of nanjue, very much.

Ruan Xiaomian's smile deepened slightly. She stepped forward slowly and squatted down beside nanjue.

"Ruan Xiaomian!"

At the moment when Ruan Xiaomian squatted down, nanjue suddenly called her name.

Although the voice was not loud, Ruan Xiaomian could hear the panic in his tone.

Show eyebrow tightly frown, Ruan Xiaomian is startled, immediately raised hand to shake South Jue's body, "South Jue, you wake up!"

"Ruan Xiaomian Ruan Xiaomian... " Nanjue did not wake up and still called her name.

On his forehead, Ruan Xiaomian clearly saw a thin layer of sweat.

He had a dream, and he had a dream of Rosie.

Ruan Xiaomian knows.

It was not the first time that he had ever dreamt of Rosie after being with him for such a long time.

He must have dreamed that he was kidnapped by Rosie and locked up in a dark place where he couldn't see his fingers.

To her surprise, this time, nanjue called her name.

It was the first time in such a long time that he had called her name in his own nightmare.

"Nanjue, I'm here. I'm by your side." Ruan Xiaomian's voice was rapid and heavy. She bent down and held nanjue tightly.

She raised a hand and patted nanjue on the shoulder, "nanjue, wake up, I'm here, nanjue...""Er..."

Nanjue suddenly opened his eyes.

The first time, he met Ruan Xiaomian's line of sight, and then the bright world.

A heart, let go.

Nanjue's blue eyes were staring at Ruan Xiaomian tightly. The panic at the bottom of his eyes was still not gone, and his face turned white.

"Here I am, nanjue." Ruan Xiaomian said, her little hand on his cheek.

Nanjue felt the temperature from her palm, and bit by bit penetrated into his skin, followed his blood and flowed to every corner of his body.

He was completely free from the terrible dream he had just had.

"Did you cook? I'm hungry. " Nanjue sat up with the help of Ruan Xiaomian and asked.

Ruan Xiaomian nodded, "yes, I'm here to call you to eat Do you dream of Rosie again

Hearing the speech, nanjue's expression was stagnant, and then he turned to meet Ruan Xiaomian's worried sight and nodded.

He looked at her, a pair of British thick eyebrows tightly frowned, at the moment, between his looks no longer high above, more than a trace of confusion.

"Ruan Xiaomian What do you say I should do? "

In fact, he thought more than once, just kill Rosie.

But whenever this time, he is not so sure, can he really go down?

In fact, he had a wonderful childhood because of the company of Rossi.

When he was very young, he was the only descendant of the family and was imprisoned by various regulations.

Everyone said, "the leader of the blue blood family is above all.".

But at the same time, he knew that sitting in that position meant giving up his freedom.

But it was his duty, his mission.

At that time, the rebellion in his bones was not completely aroused. He hated the rules and regulations and everything that he had to learn in order to be a leader, but he never broke free.

Rossi has always been with him, giving him the joy of childhood.

But later Later

everything is a bubble. Even if we don't touch it, it will eventually burst itself.

Later, because of his illness, he lost nearly half of his supporters.

In fact, he doesn't care about the position at all, but he won't let it fall into Rossi's hands.

But he just didn't know what to do with Rossi.

To kill that man is as easy as a duck's back to him.

Can he really do it?

"Ruan Xiaomian, I finally understand how you feel when facing Lindy. You let her go again and again, but you are still happy and happy, even if it is false, don't you?"

Ruan Xiaomian's softest part of the heart was touched, some pain.

She held nanjue's arm in both hands and gently pinched it. "Nanjue, I'm very happy now, and I'm very happy because of you."

She also hoped that, because of him, Nan Jue would be happy again.

"Me too, so I won't let you leave me. If you go, all my happiness will be gone."

Nanjue looked at her with a trace of fragility in his eyes.

At this moment, he opened his mask layer by layer in front of her, revealing his most vulnerable side in front of her.

The softest part of Ruan Xiaomian's heart is more painful.

She shook her head and firmly assured nanjue, "I will not leave you, never again, nanjue, I swear."

Nan Jue suddenly raised his hand and clasped Ruan Xiaomian's back of the head with his big palm. He leaned forward and took her soft lip.

There is no moment more warm and moving than the atmosphere between the two people.

But

There seems to be something wrong.

……

More than half an hour later, when Ruan Xiaomian took nanjue to the restaurant, she finally reversed her efforts. There was something wrong.

The food is cold again.

Yesterday, because they had a quarrel at the dinner table, the food was so cold. Today it is again.

"I'll reheat it."

"No, as long as it's made by you, I like it when it's cold." Nanjue said happily. He took his seat on the chair, picked up his chopsticks and put the shredded potatoes on his rice.

"The others are not hot. The soup is hot." Ruan Xiaomian takes the casserole away and reheats it.

"I'll take you out tomorrow." Nanjue said as he ate, and he looked elegant.

Ruan Xiaomian went into the kitchen and nodded, "OK, where to play?"

Nanjue had quickly eliminated a bowl of rice and filled himself with another bowl.

"I checked the weather. There will be sun tomorrow. We will take a look around the town. It's beautiful. You will like it."

Ruan Xiaomian gently answered, then looked at the casserole and turned slowly, "we When shall we go back? ""Go back?" Nanjue frowned, put down his chopsticks, got up and went into the kitchen, "you want to go back? You can't let go of that man yet? "

I can't let go of it.

Anyway, that person is her father.

However, she didn't want to betray nanjue any more, or betray those who were good to her.

"The Spring Festival is coming in a month. I want to go back to spend the new year with my master. He is very lonely."

"That's also true. Let's go back a few days before the new year, and we'll stay here before." Nanjue was relieved and turned back to the restaurant.

"By the way, there's one more thing I've been asking you." Ruan Xiaomian chased out, "it's the winter vacation of our school. How can there be so many? The holiday starts in December and doesn't go to school until April. Nanjue, did you do something about it

Which school will take such a long vacation?

What else can we learn?

Nanjue nodded and admitted, "yes, you don't have to thank me."

His tone is still very nanjue, superior, arrogant and overbearing.

Ruan Xiaomian has three black lines on his right forehead.

Thank you!

She goes to school to learn knowledge, OK?

For the sake of socialist core values, she should also study hard.

"Don't do it again. You'll inform me that school will start on March 1st." With that, Ruan Xiaomian turns back to the restaurant.

The soup is already hot.

She took two handkerchiefs and took the casserole down, took them back to the dining room, put them on the insulation mat, and served nanjue a bowl of soup first.

"Ruan Xiaomian, in fact, we are not eloping at all." Said nanjue, displeased.

This is obviously a holiday.

She eloped like Nan Xun.

Shit！

At the thought of this, nanjue's heart was ablaze.

"Can't you really never go back? You have a family and I do. Nanjue, don't be capricious and come out and experience the feeling of elopement."