Is this the first time in this life for this young master to buy breakfast for someone?
The feeling of being pampered at the top of your heart... is really good.
"Does it smell good?" Na Hanjue put the things away and raised her eyes just in time to see her hair shawl singing softly.
Qing Ge had just gotten up, her hair was a bit messy, which added a bit of charm to her, and her expression was a bit lazy, charming and boneless, which made Nahan Jue feel a fire in her heart.
"Ge'er, you look much tastier than them!" He wrapped his arms around Qing Ge's waist, buried his head in her hair, and smelled her elegant body fragrance.
"No serious thing," Qingge pushed him, "I'm going to wash up, I'm really hungry."
"Yeah, I'll wait for you, it's really delicious!" Na Hanjue let go of her and pushed her into the bathroom.
The two people sat face to face at the breakfast table. The room was very small and there were no servants, but it was precisely this that made them look like a newly married couple.
After finishing breakfast, Na Hanjue looked lazily, holding Qing Ge in her arms and kissing her on the left and right, as if she couldn't get enough of her.
"Okay, pack up, I'm going to school."
Qing Ge pushed him, and Na Hanjue got up reluctantly, "Can't you just go? Play with me for a day."
"I have been absent from school for many days. If I don't go to class, I'm afraid I will be expelled."
"Who dares?" Na Hanjue raised his eyebrows, arrogant and domineering.
That's true. Who dares to fire Na Hanjue's fiancée?
However, she likes to go to school, take classes with her peers, and study in a school full of books. This kind of peaceful and peaceful life is what she has longed for for a long time.
"Just stay with me for one day, okay?" The dignified young master Nahan looked at her with eyes that were almost pleading.
"Well, okay, just for one day!" Facing Na Hanjue like this, Qingge really couldn't harden her heart.
"Great! Then where should we go to play? What does Ge'er like?"
"Don't you know what I like to play?" Qingge's eyes were a little playful as she recalled the first time Na Hanjue rode the Ferris wheel.
Na Hanjue was stunned.
Well……
Why does he feel like he dug a hole by himself?
There was an elevator right outside the door, but Na Hanjue refused to leave. He pulled Qing Ge to the stairs, squatted down slightly, "Ge'er, I'll carry you!"
Qingge pursed her lips and smiled.
This is the seventeenth floor!
Does this person have masochistic tendencies?
Na Hanjue took her on his back without any further explanation and walked down step by step.
Qing Ge lay on his back, her arms wrapped around his neck, and their bodies were close to each other in a seamless manner. She could clearly feel his solid back and his steel-like strong hands.
His arms, his strength, his warmth, and his breath all made her feel at ease.
His arms were her home, and she was finally no longer like a duckweed, wandering and helpless.
Walking down the seventeenth floor in one breath, Nahanjue's face remained unchanged and she didn't even take a breath. She just put Qingge on the ground, turned to one side of her body, wrapped Qingge in his arms, found her lips and kissed her.
.
His kiss was passionate and passionate, and the soft song of the kiss turned into water. His body went limp, and his hands tried to grab something, but instead they grabbed Na Hanjue's belt.
Na Hanjue was startled, then let go of her lips and looked at her with a smile even from the corners of his eyes, "What do you want to do?"
"Go away!" Qingge was so embarrassed that her neck turned red.
Ge'er..." He hooked her chin, his eyes teasing, "It's my fault. I should have taken the initiative in the room just now. I didn't expect my Ge'er to be so anxious."
