Ni Yajun suddenly became coquettish.

In the past, he only did this in front of his grandparents, in front of his aunt and his majesty.

He looked at Morin pitifully, as if he had suffered a huge grievance. He was so handsome that Morin could not resist this posture.

He hurriedly stood up, and she held his arm and pulled him hard: "Mr. Ni, are you okay? Do you want me to call my elder brother and sister-in-law out to see?"

Ni Yajun shifted some of the center of gravity of his body to Molin.

His legs are really numb.

If it were Ling Lie's old fox, he would naturally be pretending!

His feet were completely numb and unconscious. I thought he had been living in a pampered life for so many years. When did he squat in front of whom and said things for so long?

Half-relying with Morin's strength and half-holding the sofa, Ni Yajun got up a little and sat down on the sofa.

Seeing that his forehead was sweating slightly, Morin quickly straightened his legs and slapped his white little hands on his legs to help him circulate.

Ni Yajun's ears turned red. While feeling embarrassed, he felt very heartwarming when he saw Molin care about him so much.

No one spoke in this small world.

Ni Yajun kept looking at her quietly, and as she tried her best for her, her eyes also became brighter.

Seeing the faint sweat beads on her forehead, he immediately grabbed her hand: "Okay, it's not numb."

Morin's face turned red, but he did not retract his hand.

Because, she was willing to do so in her heart.

Her eyelashes trembled gently, as if the most vivid and vivid electrocardiogram made all her heart feel so chaotic that she showed her to the fullest.

Ni Yajun stood up.

After the tall figure approached her, it seemed like a big tree shrouded her in her own shadow.

Extending his arm, Ni Yajun gently hugged her in his arms.

Molin's whole body was stiff at first, but after Ni Yajun hugged her, he no longer had any other moves. He was quiet and polite, like a gentleman, his chin touched the top of her head, and he was still motionless, afraid of shocking her and the quiet time.

Through the thin summer clothes, Morin could clearly hear his heartbeat.

A pair of small hands were lying on his chest, not intentionally, but he acted like a stance that he wanted to refuse and greet, and told him to feel itchy whenever he looked down at her.

After a while, he said lightly: "Momo, after the jewelry store opens, the business is on track. Let's take a few days to go to the capital."

Morin looked up at him and met the shimmering amber. She avoided it in panic and whispered: "Go to the capital, what are you doing?"

"Go to visit Master Nuoyi. Although I knew each other before,... Now I want to be with you, I always have to explain to them. I want to be a qualified boyfriend and I can't lose my courtesy in front of your parents. If Master Nuoyi dislikes me for being ignorant and disagrees with marrying me in the future, where will I cry?"

His voice was very gentle, and he said, deliberately making her smile as if she was laughing lightly as she was happy.

I don’t know what style it was when Ling Lie and Mu Tianxing were together. But Ni Yajun felt that he had some bad habits in his bones. For example, he liked to see her blushing. He knew she would be embarrassed, but in order to appreciate the unique shyness of the girl, he would deliberately provoke her.

"Momo, after visiting Lord Noyi, I will take you to Italy on Christmas and meet my parents!"

Morin finally looked up at him: "They are all knowledgeable people. They must have traveled to many countries like the young lady, right? I... Although I am eighteen years old like the young lady, I have grown up in the palace since I was a child and have never been to other places. Even the young lady took me to the streets for dressing... Do your parents dislike me for being too old-fashioned?"

This time after leaving the palace, Morin felt that the world was really big.

Ni Yajun in the flower world even gave her the feeling of "I missed this person for life when I saw this person, but I missed this person for life."

His eyes were filled with brilliant fireworks. Just take a closer look, it would be enough to make her confused.

Looking at her carefully, seeing her talking little mouth open and close, Ni Yajun suddenly laughed: "It turns out that this is how I feel when I hold a girl in my arms. This is the first time I feel it."

Even though Qingning was his sister, he never hugged her.

Even when I was a child.

Molin's face turned even redder, and it was the first time she was held in her arms by a man.

Ni Yajun said again: "My mother has a rebellious personality, and only my father can handle it! However, they are all people who respect the wishes of their children. Don't worry, as long as I like it, my parents like it!"

Ni Yajun hugged her like this, telling her about the customs and customs of Italy, and about some interesting things he experienced every time he went to Italy.

As we talked, time passed without realizing it.

Morin thought he was telling himself a good night story, but why did his voice sound so nice?

I couldn't help but yawn. His arms were warm and comfortable, and his eyelids drooped a little, and she fell asleep like this.

When Ni Yajun found out that she was just standing in his arms and asleep, she couldn't help laughing.

Sigh helplessly, sigh, sigh again.

He couldn't bear to wake her up, so he bowed his head and kissed Morin's forehead with pity, and directly hugged her.

"Zhuoran!"

He called out softly.

Sure enough, Zhuoran quickly walked out of the bedroom: "Mr. Ni."

"She fell asleep. Please help me open the door and I'll put her on the bed."

"good."

Zhuoran walked to the room of Molin, turned on the light, Ni Yajun walked over and gently placed her on the bed, took a small blanket and covered her.

He picked up her feet, Zhuoran was slightly surprised, and stepped forward and said, "Mr. Ni, I'll do it."

Ni Yajun shook her head, took off her sandals herself, and stuffed her feet into the blanket.

Turning back and standing, he glanced at her deeply and whispered in a low voice: "It's true, I don't say whether I promised to be my girlfriend, I just fell asleep like that."

Zhuoran smiled lightly and did not express his opinion.

Ni Yajun took a deep breath: "Let's go, leave a small lamp for her."

"yes."

Soon, the door was closed, and only the sleeping ball was left in the room.

Ni Yajun was about to go upstairs, but he heard a low sob, which came from the small side hall on the second floor.

Isn't it a cat room there?

Only then did Ni Yajun remember that he asked Zhuo Xi to bring the green linger, and said that there was no need to put the green linger for an hour. So is the crying from the green linger?
Chapter completed!