The host of fast time travel is forced to marry every day

What can I do...

No, no, you can't jump to conclusions so quickly!

She has to keep testing him!
It would be bad if he misunderstood!

Thinking of this, Yuan Yao moved a little closer, and then pressed her cheek against his back, rubbing it lightly.

Ning Zhao's body froze all of a sudden.

Yuan Yao didn't seem to feel his stiffness, and continued to say coquettishly, "Ning Zhao, I'm a little tired...can you take me back? I don't want to walk by myself..."

"..."

Ning Zhao's panting gradually became quicker.

He held her fair and delicate wrist for a long time before saying in a hoarse voice, "...OK."

……

……

Ning Zhao hugged Yuan Yao and walked towards her bedroom.

Go fast all the way.

Yuan Yao put her arms around his neck, raised her head and looked at him carefully.

But he remained expressionless all the time, his whole face was tense, and it was impossible to see what was really going on in his heart.

It's just that compared with usual, he doesn't seem to be in a good mood.

Yuan Yao suddenly felt a little uncertain.

He even began to speculate anxiously.

Could it be that he became angry because she exposed the fact that he "can't"?

Actually...it's not necessary.

She said she would not leave him, so she would not despise him because of this.

Thinking of this, Yuan Yao raised her head, leaned into his ear, and comforted him softly, "Ning Zhao, it's okay, don't be sad."

Her warm breath sprayed on the base of his ears, which was numb and blush.

Ning Zhao's feet softened instantly, and he almost lost his footing.

He took a deep breath, stared at her, gritted his teeth and said, "It's not here yet! Please be quiet first!"

Yuan Yao:?
Yuan Yao didn't understand what he was referring to.

It's just that she saw him angry and decided to admit his mistake first.

She said pitifully, "Ning Zhao, don't be angry, I will never do this again..."

Ning Zhao didn't answer her, but finally gave up the idea of ​​walking over, and directly carried her into the air, passing through the palaces, and arrived at Yuan Yao's bedroom in an instant.

As soon as he entered the door, he threw her directly on the bed, then bent down and put his hands on her sides.

His eyes locked on her tightly, his voice was low and hoarse, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Dangerous breath hits.

Yuan Yao licked her lips and moved back a little cautiously.

But he immediately followed her, touching the tip of her nose, entangled her breath, and asked coaxingly, "Huh? What do you want?"

Yuan Yao suddenly wanted to cry but had no tears.

She said with a mournful face, "I'm sorry, Ning Zhao, I didn't mean it... I didn't think of you, you..."

Ning Zhao was originally distracted, but just looking at her expression, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

He frowned slightly, "What's wrong with me?"

Yuan Yao pursed her lips and said weakly, "You... are not good..."

"..."

Ning Zhao was taken aback for a moment.

Then his expression changed back and forth, and after confirming what she was referring to, his face darkened instantly.

He stared at her angrily, gritted his teeth, and said word by word, "You, say, who, no, okay?"

Yuan Yao looked at him in bewilderment.

"..."

Ning Zhao was silent for a moment, then suddenly sneered, "Yuan Yao, you are doing well!"

Before he finished speaking, he lowered his head, blocked her lips fiercely, and at the same time tore all the clothes on her body to pieces.