But Qingyun was really special to her, and she couldn't bear to see Qingyun sad. Every time she saw him sad, it felt like something was tugging at her heart.
well!
What's wrong with her?
Fortunately, three days passed quickly. She just had to coax Na Hanjue more these days!
At night, as usual, Nahanjue koala was wrapped around Qingge's body. When he lowered his head, he smelled a different fragrance from Qingge's neck. It smelled very good, but he didn't like it. He still liked Qingge's body.
That kind of elegant and delicate fragrance is the kind of natural daughter's fragrance, not the smell of this kind of perfume.
"Ge'er, have you used perfume?" he asked with a frown.
"No." Qingge turned around and looked at him.
"The smell on your body is different." Na Hanjue looked at her, and suddenly lifted the jade pendant on her neck to her nose and sniffed, frowning even more tightly, "It turns out to be this damn thing, take it off quickly, it stinks like hell
Got it!"
"What? Does the jade pendant stink?" Qing Ge curiously took it under her nose and smelled it. She immediately laughed, "What's wrong with it? It's obviously very fragrant!"
"I don't like it, take it away!" The overbearing tyrant's true colors were revealed.
"Okay, okay, why don't I just put it aside?" Qingge smiled indulgently, took off the jade pendant, and placed it on the bedside.
Na Hanjue leaned forward again, hugged Qing Ge's body, took a deep sniff on her neck, and closed her eyes with satisfaction, "Well, this is the taste of my Ge'er!"
Qing Ge giggled at his amusement, "Hey! Jue, did you know? I saw on TV that a pig's nose is smarter than a dog's, so in addition to police dogs, there are also police pigs in the police force! You can go and give them
Zhuo Yilin is a police pig!"
"Little girl! You called me a pig again in a roundabout way!" Na Hanjue gritted her teeth, raised her body and pressed on her, "See how I deal with you!"
He raised and lowered his hands to pick out Qingge's vulnerable parts and grab them. Qingge teased Qingge and screamed. He curled up into a ball and soon screamed for mercy: "I was wrong. I was wrong. Isn't that okay? I won't dare to do it next time."
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"That's pretty much it." The tyrant was satisfied and turned over triumphantly and lay back on the bed.
Qingge looked at his smug and demonic face, his slightly upturned eyes, the brilliance flowing from his eyes, and his incredible charm. He was such a beautiful and demonic man, and she painted him into a pig face that day!
Suddenly, she felt so nostalgic that she turned her back, secretly took out her cell phone, and looked at the pig-faced Na Hanjue!
"What are you looking at?" Na Hanjue leaned over and saw his black pig face. His face suddenly collapsed and he reached out to grab the phone, "Don't look at this!"
"Why? It's so cute!" Qing Ge held up the phone and hid away, "I want to see it!"
"Don't look at it!" How could he really let her draw something like that on his face? She had ruined his reputation for life!
He fought hard to grab it, Qingge tried hard to hide, and made a fuss. Qingge fell from the bed with a "bang".
"Ouch!" Qingge cried out in pain, covering her ankles, and her long hair fell down to cover her face.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Does it hurt from the fall?" Na Hanjue reached out with his long arms and took her into his arms, "Where did you fall? Where does it hurt? Tell me quickly and I'll show you!"
Qingge didn't say anything, and shrugged her shoulders as if she was crying. Nahanjue suddenly became anxious, "Good boy! Tell me quickly, where does it hurt? Do you want me to call the doctor? Forget it, I'll call the doctor.
