When Nangong Yi came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, she saw Nangong Jue wearing gray furniture pajamas, leaning on the bedside, holding a notebook and typing something.
His expression seemed serious.
Nangong Yi was not worried at all.
While wiping her hair that was still dripping with water, she slowly approached him, threw herself next to him, looked at his computer curiously, and asked, "Is there any trouble?"
Nangong Jue seemed to have just discovered her. He smiled slightly, closed the computer and put it aside. He pulled her into his arms and said, "It's nothing important. I'm just a little busy during this period."
Hearing him say he was busy, Nangong Yi couldn't help pouting, "How about we stop being the head of the house or the general manager? It's really annoying. Let's live in seclusion."
Nangong Jue laughed and patted her head, "That's not possible, I still have to support you."
Nangong Yi frowned, "It doesn't matter, I can take care of you."
Nangong Jue naturally took her towel, wiped her hair, and said with a chuckle, "I'm afraid Nangong Lin will crawl out of the grave and knock on my door in the middle of the night."
Nangong Yi smiled and rubbed his face, then lowered her head cooperatively, allowing him to wipe her hair more conveniently and rub his chest, "Aren't you afraid that I will accompany you? He dares to touch you!"
Hearing what she said, Nangong Jue's eyes became softer. After wiping her hair half dry, he put down the towel and brought a hair dryer to help her dry her hair. The sound of the humming machine was accompanied by his unique and pleasant voice, "Wait a minute.
After I have been busy for a while, I will stay with you every day."
Nangong Yi nestled in his arms and couldn't help but smile like a flower, "It's okay!"
Nangong Jue nodded, "It's agreed."
Nangong Yi couldn't help but look forward to the days when she would spend time with him day and night. These days, he always had something big or small to do. Except for weekends and evenings, she could hardly see him at noon, so she had to eat at school by herself.
But Nangong Yi didn't know that what Nangong Jue said about accompanying her every day was more surprising than she imagined.
After blowing his hair, Nangong Jue put the blow dryer aside. Nangong Yi put her arms around his neck and looked at him with bright eyes.
Nangong Jue laughed, "Baby, you are so... perverted."
The last word he said was very ambiguous, and the atmosphere suddenly became heated.
Nangong Yi pouted and tried to push him away, "Huh, don't forget it."
But Nangong Jue couldn't let her escape. He put his arm around her back, lowered his head and captured her mouth.
Nangong Yi had no intention of refusing in the first place, so she naturally tried her best to cooperate with him at this moment.
Ever since she learned about his past, she felt extremely sorry for him. Every time she kissed him, she seemed to use all her strength, as if that could heal his wounds.
Nangong Jue naturally felt more and more tenderness from her, was deeply moved, and cherished her even more.
The moment their lips met, it was as if the room filled with dead grass was set on fire.
As enthusiastic as ever.
He greedily sucked the tip of her tongue like an insatiable child.
She blushed because of his actions, but she was unwilling to reject him. She imitated his appearance and traced the shape of his lips.
Their lips and tongues were intertwined, and there was some ambiguity in the air.
Nangong Jue's hands couldn't help but start to move around her body. Feeling the big hand touching her softness, Nangong Yi trembled and wanted to stop him.
Nangong refused to give up. He pushed away her couple's pajamas and muttered, "If you can't eat meat, you have to give me some soup..."
ps: Mr. Nangong blinked his electrified eyes and muttered, "Even if you don't leave me a message, you still have to give me some collection..."