When Nangong Yi returned to the backstage, Murong Mo and the others were looking for her. When they saw her coming, they hurried over.
Murong Mo held her hand tightly and said over and over again: "Yiyi, you scared me to death. You scared me to death."
Nangong Yi found that her palms were a little wet, and felt inexplicably warm in her heart. She said softly, "I'm fine."
"Bad guy, you deserve to be punished!" Nangong Jue tapped her forehead, his voice filled with endearment.
He had just come over there when he heard Murong Mo say that she was missing, and he felt panicked, but more because of his trust in her, when he turned around, she was already here.
Nangong Yi raised her head and looked at him with a snicker, knowing that he didn't blame her. He winked at her, more like being coquettish.
"Yiyi, you scared our little princess! Tell me, how can you compensate her?"
Murong Shi was actually quite worried about her and was relieved to see her back, but she only had Murong Mo and Nangong Jue in her eyes...
He was the last one, how sad.
"Momo, I was wrong." Nangong Yi glared at Murong Shi, turned around and pulled Murong Mo to act coquettishly.
Murong Mo chuckled. Every time Nangong was around, Yiyi always showed her childishness unconsciously.
Nangong Yi told Nangong Jue and the others what Xia Muling and the others wanted to tell her, and Murong Mo became angry instantly, "Damn it! How could there be such a shameless woman in the world! Who cares about Dugu Lin!"
Nangong Jue's eyes flickered and he said nothing.
night.
Nangong Yi dried her hair, got into the quilt, nestled in Nangong Jue's arms and played with her fingers boredly.
Nangong Jue circled her, stroking her seaweed-like hair with one hand, and typing on the computer with the other.
Although he has already explained almost everything about this year, there are still some things that he needs to worry about.
Fortunately, he can stay with her every day.
"Daddy..." Nangong Yi grabbed his pajamas with sleepy eyes, rubbed his neck, and called softly.
The corners of Nangong Jue's mouth curled up, he gently rubbed her damp hair, and chuckled, "Are you sleepy?"
Every time she called him softly, he wanted to dig out his heart and give it to her.
Nangong Yi rubbed his neck, "No. I love you."
Her sudden confession made Nangong Jue a little confused, and then the smile on his lips grew bigger and bigger, he closed the notebook with a snap and threw it aside, and hugged her to him.
Nangong Yi sat astride his lap, stretched out her hands and hugged his neck softly, her eyes bright.
Nangong Jue gently touched her forehead, with a smile in his eyes, "Say it again!"
Nangong Yi was particularly well-behaved tonight. She said "I love you" obediently again, and Nangong Jue was instantly excited.
He lowered his head and kissed her red lips. His movements were a little impatient, as if he had too many emotional pressures in his heart that needed to be vented, so he could only express his true feelings with their lips touching each other.
Nangong Yi responded to him with all her strength, her eyes sparkling.
In fact, when Xia Muling said the first sentence, she wanted to kiss him.
Like a drowning person desperately hoping to grab the straw to save his life.
In my previous life, I lived for others and wanted to fight against fate, but I couldn't die anymore.
In this life, I still seem to be surviving for others, but I am content with it.
He is her calamity, he is her life, but she is unwilling to let go in this life.
In a daze, Nangong Yi felt a chill on her body, and the sound of buttons being pulled apart was very clear in the night.
While kissing and caressing her smooth jade skin, Nangong Jue sighed, "Baby...baby, what should I do with you?"
His voice was hoarse to the point of being completely hoarse, but it sounded incredibly beautiful.
Nangong Yi hugged his head, closed her eyes gently, her face was like a peach blossom, and her mouth was smiling.
"Baby, I want you." Nangong Jue buried his head in her chest and said muffledly.
