Nangong Yi curled his lips slightly, he clearly knew how much he liked him.
Instead of answering his words, she gently raised her head and kissed his lips, telling him through her actions that she was infatuated with him.
She just likes him.
I like it so much that I love it.
---
It's another beautiful morning.
Two figures sleep in each other's arms on the big pink bed.
Nangong Jue woke up from his dream first.
Feeling the warmth around him, he already knew who that person was before he opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
As long as she is by his side, even his breathing is sweet.
Nangong Jue took a greedy breath, opened her eyes, and gently reached out to caress her smooth little face.
Her cheeks were rosy and her eyelids were slightly drooped, showing a bit of exhaustion and a hint of affection, which made him deeply fascinated.
Nangong Jue slowly lowered his head, gently held her lips in his mouth, and used his own way to wake her up.
Breathing hard, the beauty in the dream slowly opened her eyes, glanced at the person in front of her, and habitually put her arms around his neck.
The thin quilt slid off her body, revealing her graceful lines, and the evidence of last night's intense passion still remained on her smooth skin, with little traces of silent ambiguity.
Nangong Jue's breathing suddenly became heavy.
The desire that was already strong when she got up early and her unintentional teasing made it even more difficult to control herself.
His eyes darkened slightly, his hands slowly slid down her skin, spread her legs, and slowly entered.
---Jie Caojun---
At nine o'clock, the two of them arrived at Naais School.
Nangong Yi's legs were a little numb and she leaned on him to stand.
The scandal between the two of them has been rumored for a long time, and Nangong Yi will not wrong herself for that little reputation issue.
She is a casual person. Except for the people she cares about, she never cares about other people's eyes.
She reluctantly let go of him until she reached the door of the classroom.
"Wait for me after school." He kissed her forehead and chuckled.
Nangong Yi pouted and nodded.
Seeing Nangong Yi's late arrival, Murong Mo smiled ambiguously, "What? Are you tired last night?"
Nangong Yi thought about what happened last night, her face turned slightly red, and she muttered softly, "You are such a gossip."
Then he ignored her.
She pulled out the chair and was about to sit down, but she accidentally cut her finger on the nail on the back of the chair.
Nangong Yi was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, he felt his hand being held by someone, and then his fingers were wrapped in warmth.
Nangong Yi looked up and yanked off his hand, "Dugu Lin, please respect yourself!"
Ever since he recovered his memory, he has always been flashing before her eyes from time to time. She threatened him with his family fortune, and he restrained himself slightly, but he was still too presumptuous.
Taking the paper handed over by Murong Mo, Nangong Yi wiped the wetness off her hands, thinking how crazy a stingy man would be if he knew that Dugu Lin helped her stop the bleeding in such an ambiguous way.
Woolen cloth.
She felt funny just thinking about it.
They say that a man will be somewhat different after getting you. Nangong Yi doesn't doubt this, but she doesn't understand why her Mr. Nangong is getting more and more tired of her.
It's really puzzling.
Seeing the smile that naturally appeared in Nangong Yi's eyes, Dugu Lin felt sour in his heart.
Of course he knew who she was thinking of.
He tried to raise his lips and smile evilly like before, "Nangong Yi, don't forget, I am your fiancé!"
His voice fell, and the whole class fell into a deathly silence.
