Chapter 1304: Fanwai Nangongxuan's confusion and love 176
Almost instantly, Murong Yanran's anger that had just calmed down suddenly rose up. She stood up and glared at Nangong Xuan.
The turbulent mood just now disappeared suddenly
Nangong Xuan just didn't say anything, but his eyes made everything clear.
He is obviously such a damned man. You are right, otherwise there would not be such a smiling look in his eyes.
However, his gentle and elegant expression really makes it difficult for people to get angry. He is simply more hateful than that man.
Murong Yanran took a deep breath, stood up and walked out
Halfway through, she couldn't help but turn around and cast a meaningful glance. She didn't believe it.
Nangong Xuan still looked leisurely. He didn't show any panic at all because of her move, nor did he have any intention of getting up to try to stay.
When Murong Yanran turned around, his hand had even reached towards the book he had just put on the table.
To him, Murong Yanran is an insignificant person
"Ms. sir, I'm not at home today. I wonder if those servants have sent dinner?"
Murong Yanran gritted her teeth secretly. The excitement in her mind that just appeared inadvertently made her unable to swallow this breath no matter what.
He rolled his eyes, turned around, walked behind Nangong Xuan, and laid his body on his back
Her lips were also close to his ear
Exhaling like a orchid, the warm breath gently slid over Nangongxuan's neck.
He also followed Nangong Xuan's arm with his fingers, and smiled softly to Nangong Xuan, who was a little stiff: "Ms. sir, if there is anything inappropriate about those maids, you must tell me, I
I will teach them well.”
His lips inadvertently brushed against the back of Nangong Xuan's neck
Looking at Nangong Xuan's skin shrinking with satisfaction, he chuckled and reached out to take down the book Nangong Xuan was holding.
He glanced at it meaninglessly: "My husband turns out to like reading."
"That's right"
Feeling the warm fragrance of soft jade lying on his back, Nangong Xuan couldn't help but sigh secretly and looked sideways at Murong Yanran; "Nangong has loved books since he was a child. Whenever he has nothing to do, he will read them."