The crystal water droplets were so cold that they shot toward Xiang Yimo like arrows, causing pain like cutting her skin and flesh. She rubbed her arms, hugged herself tightly, and ran out of the greenhouse.
"You don't like to stay in and play with fire, so why did you come out?" The cold voice was dispersed by the cold wind.
Xiang Yimo's thin pajamas were completely soaked, clinging to her thin body, outlining her sultry figure. Her hair was wet and spread over her shoulders, with water droplets hanging down. She was so cold when the biting cold wind blew.
She was trembling, looking at him angrily, and pursed her purple lips, "You extinguished my fire, what are you going to do?"
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A maid rushed over anxiously, "Master, the power suddenly went off just now. Miss Yao was frightened and is now emotionally unstable."
When Nangong Han heard this, he turned around suddenly, without a moment's hesitation, and walked quickly. Xiang Yimo wanted to keep up with him, but she was trembling with cold, her feet were numb, and she couldn't walk fast.
"Bang!" As soon as he walked into the house, he closed the door.
"Bang! Bang!" Xiang Yimo kicked the door hard twice, but Nangong Han didn't even look back and walked straight away.
Cold! So cold!
Xiang Yimo felt like she was in an ice cellar. There was no warmth in her whole body, as if her body was gradually freezing. She leaned weakly against the door and trembled. Her purple lips were slightly opened, and she breathed out curls of white mist.
The eyelashes fluttered, closed the eyes, and slowly slid down the cold door...
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Nangong Han walked into the warm room, with lace window screens, pink carpet, and dolls all over the floor. The owner of this room must be dreaming of a cute princess dream.
On the large round bed, the quilt was arched and shaking.
"Mina, what's wrong?" Nangong Han sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the quilt, "You cover your head, do you not want to see me?"
She suddenly raised her head, flew into his arms, and hugged him tightly with her hands, "Brother Han, I'm so scared..."
Nangong Han stiffened and frowned, "Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
"Do you need to wear clothes for bed?"
At this moment, Yao Meina was completely naked. Her fair skin was as delicate and smooth as a newborn baby. Her plump breasts were pressed against his chest. Nangong Han suddenly realized that she had grown up.
Then there was a crying little girl. He grabbed the quilt on the bed, put it on her body, and wrapped her up, "Don't catch a cold."
Yao Meina lowered her head and bit her lip. She had already taken the initiative, so why was Nangong Han still indifferent? She grabbed his hand and refused to let go, "I'm afraid, can you stay with me tonight?"
"I still have things to deal with." Nangong Han patted her hand lightly and motioned for her to let go.
Yao Meina threw off the quilt and rushed towards him again. She hooked her hands around his neck and blinked with moist eyes. "Is there anything more important than me?" She exhaled and deliberately rubbed her breasts against his.
On his chest, through the thin shirt, his delicate fingertips drew circles on his chest.
13 flocking to each other
Nangong Han held her hand, "Do you know what you are doing?"
"I want to be your woman!" Yao Meina's tone was firm and decisive. She narrowed her eyes slightly and offered her smooth lips seductively. Her delicate hands slowly touched the zipper of his crotch...
The woman in his arms exuded the fragrance of virginity, which was alluring and delicious. Nangong Han suddenly tilted his head and grabbed her hand, "No!"
"Why?" She opened her tearful eyes, "You have so many women, they can do it, why can't I?"
"Because you are different from them, I can't hurt you!" Nangong Han helped her lie down and covered her with a quilt.
"Do you dislike me? Because... because of my feet..." Tears rolled down from his eyes.
"You are thinking too much." Nangong Han pinched her nose, "I just treat you as my sister. Do you want to fall in love? I will definitely find a good man for you."
Looking at his back walking out of the room, Yao Meina's vision gradually blurred. She didn't want anyone but Nangong Han. Although Xiang Rumo got there first, marrying her was not Nangong Han's wish. They were just a couple in name only. As long as she could have him
Love, it doesn't matter even if there is no status.
But why did he push her away so decisively? Did he really despise her for being a disabled person? She pinched her unsatisfied legs hard, resentful.
Nangong Han strode away. Although he had always regarded Yao Mina as his younger sister, with the scent of his body in his arms and his delicate hands touching his hotness, as long as he was a normal man, there would always be a physiological reaction. There was a fire burning in his body now, and he had nowhere to turn.
vent.
"Master, madam..." the housekeeper said humbly.
Nangong Han interrupted him impatiently, "That's enough, I don't want to hear anything about her!" As soon as he opened the door, he saw Xiang Yimo lying curled up at the door, motionless.
"A good dog doesn't block the way!" Nangong Leng reprimanded, but Xiang Yimo remained motionless. He touched her arm with his foot, "Wake up quickly, don't fall asleep!" She still didn't react at all, and put a little more force on her foot.
, Xiang Yimo was lying on her side with her head up, her face was as white as frost, her lips were purple, and her skin was as stiff as ice. Nangong Han suddenly frowned, and immediately took off his windbreaker and put it on her body, holding her sideways.
Hug it up.
"Master, would you like Dr. Teng Yue to come over?"
"This kind of person can't die, there's no need at all!"
Nangong Han hugged her and walked directly into his bedroom. This was the first time she had stepped into his room since she became his wife. The cold black tones and simple lines made people feel even though they were magnificent and luxurious.
There was no temperature at all, as cold as an ice cave.
"Bang -" He threw Xiang Yimo on the bed and glanced at her.
There were two patches of deep red on her cheeks, and her fair skin was translucent and shiny, as if water had condensed, and water would overflow with a gentle poke. Her thin and long eyelashes trembled slightly, like cicada wings, and turned purple.
Her mouth was slightly pouted, as cute and attractive as a ripe cherry.
Nangong Han sneered contemptuously, "No wonder so many men are flocking to you, it's really tempting!"