"..." Young Master Nahan gave in very spinelessly and obediently put the pen into the soft singer.
"Lie down!" Qing Ge pushed Na Hanjue down on the bed.
"Ge'er, what if instead of painting for me, you could undress me?" Young Master Nahan instantly became evil.
Qingge narrowed her eyes dangerously, "Are you trying to force me to paint a bastard on your face?"
Young Master Nahan shut up obediently and made a zipper gesture on his lips.
The singer started to write, and Na Hanjue felt a chill on her face. She tugged the corners of her lips helplessly, looked at her pitifully and asked: "Ge'er, you really want to paint a bastard on my face, right?"
Qingge blinked her watery eyes, "What do you think?"
"Can you please be merciful? I was wrong! I will never dare to tease you again, please spare me this time, okay? Just once!" Young Master Nahan stretched out a finger, and the facts once again proved that as long as in front of Qing Ge,
, Mr. Nahan’s backbone, dignity, manliness, etc. will all go to the North Pole to enjoy the cold.
"Shut up! Otherwise, I won't be responsible if the painting ends up in your mouth." Qing Ge took out the royal girl's style and glared at him fiercely.
Na Hanjue shut up obediently and let others slaughter him.
Who told him to correct his mistake first?
"The painting is done!" Qingge put down the pen and took out her mobile phone. She took several pictures in a row before handing him a mirror and said, "Look, look, my skills are not bad either!"
Na Hanjue took one look and suddenly felt powerless - on his evil and charming face, the lovely girl Lan Qin Qingge actually drew a pig face for him!
Why pig!
Even if it’s a wolf!
"Why a pig?" Na Hanjue pounced on Qing Ge and pinned her down.
"Pigs are so good. They can eat, sleep, and feed themselves well. When they are fat, they can be slaughtered and sold for meat!" Seeing that the face of such a monster turned into a black pig face, Qingge couldn't help laughing.
He was giggling until he was shaking.
Her face was flushed and her smile was so beautiful that he bit her on the cheek and kissed her hard.
"Don't make trouble, you can impress me here, why don't I go out to meet people?" Qing Ge smiled and pushed him away.
"Then I will hide you in the golden house. I will hide you in this room, and then provide you with exquisite food every day. I will only let you wear transparent and sexy underwear. Only I can see it, and no one else is allowed to enter."
In this room, you belong to me alone. I am the only one who can look at your sexy figure and appreciate your beauty..." Young Master Nahan held the beauty in his arms and daydreamed.
"Stop dreaming! Go and wash off the stuff on your face. It will be bad for your skin over time!" Qingge slapped him on the head, waking him up from his sweet dream.
"You can't even dream about it? You're so overbearing, even more overbearing than me!" Young Master Nahan muttered, then obediently went into the room to wash his face.
A man's skin can withstand hardship. Although Na Hanjue's skin was very good, good enough to be used in cosmetics advertisements, it was not so delicate. There was no difference at all after washing, while Qing Ge's face turned even redder.
"Ge'er, does your face hurt? Why is it so red?" Na Hanjue held Qing Ge's little face and looked left and right. The more she looked at it, the more distressed she felt. If she had known better, she would not have made such a joke, and she would have kept a beautiful porcelain.
His little face turned into a monkey butt.
"It doesn't hurt, just a little itchy."
Qing Ge said that she was going to scratch it, but Na Hanjue grabbed her wrist, "Don't move, the more you move, the more itchy you will be. Just bear with it and it will be fine."
