Nan Shao, the drama master, he has started again

Chapter 95 Your rascal, I am willing to bow down

The first sentence was said, and every subsequent sentence, her grievances, her cries, were mixed with more and more intense emotional fluctuations.

Once the emotions break down, it is out of control.

Because of her face down, the teardrops gushing around her reddened eyes couldn't be controlled, and rushed to fall down.

"After all, I provoked you. You were the one who got angry for no reason from the beginning to the end. I didn't even know anything, so I was taught by you inexplicably... I am not your punching bag. I also have feelings, and I will feel uncomfortable."

She bit her trembling lower lip tightly, choked up and said, "Just because you picked me, am I going to bear everything you vented?"

The accusation she calmed down at this time disturbed Nan Jinghong's heart even more than when she was arguing.

He has never sympathized with a woman's tears, let alone softened his heart because of it.

But now, just because she heard her cries, she was weak and didn't want to admit defeat... Involuntarily, she wanted to heal her sorrow.

Maintaining this stalemate, the two did not move.

The sound of Shu Nianchen sniffling was clear and loud in the quiet bedroom.

I don't know how long it took, Nan Jinghong spoke with a bit of tentative clumsiness and a soft heart after helplessness.

"Don't cry." There was a rare softness in the man's pleasant voice.

As he spoke, his hands also moved, and he picked up Shu Nianchen who was lying on his stomach again, still wrapped in a quilt, but allowed her to sit on his lap.

He pressed his heel against her back and patted her lightly. When he saw the redness and bloodshot eyes in her eyes, he immediately frowned.

He also disgusted, "There's nothing to cry about, it's embarrassing."

Shu Nianchen was immediately unhappy when he heard it, and twisted, "The ghost is crying, let me go if you have the ability."

"Don't even think about it."

Let go, is that okay?

Nan Jinghong gripped her quilt tightly, and pressed her against his chest, a limp bulging ball, almost poured into the bottom of his heart.

It's not a big deal, but now because of her little grievance, all his anger has been crushed.

Being so easily affected by a woman's emotional ups and downs, he never expected that he would lose control like this.

Being hugged so tightly that he couldn't move, Shu Nianchen could only stuff it in his chest, the man's clear breath approached without distance, and even his heartbeat was disrupted by him.

Nan Jinghong's gaze was heavy and slow, he skipped Heika who was still lying alone on the bed, and there was a little strangeness in his sight.

He pressed her arm and asked, "During the day, before you turned and left, what did you see?"

Shu Nianchen was taken aback for a moment, and seemed to feel that he had been twitching just now, and now he replied sullenly, "What else can you see, isn't it that you are leaning together...you want to kiss her."

"You have really good eyes."

"Of course." Shu Nianchen followed suit, but after thinking about it carefully, he found that his tone was wrong, and thought of a certain possibility.

"Could it be that you are not..."

"Oh, I don't want to be so hungry." It was full of contempt for Shu Yuanting.

Shu Nianchen expressed his disapproval in a resentful tone, "Who said, I have been tricked by you several times, Mr. Nan, your rascal, I am willing to bow down."

Nan Jinghong grinned and said proudly, "This is exclusive to you, you should feel honored."

It's an honor to be a hairy!
Shu Nianchen blushed quickly, thinking that he was being shamelessly molested by him again, but after thinking about it again, she realized that there was something serious about it.

Exclusive for her?
Under the throat, there seemed to be something hot agitating.

She tightened his arms, lowered her head, and stared at the position of his heart.

"Nan Jinghong, does your sentence have another meaning..."

If it wasn't because of her narcissistic thinking too much...

(End of this chapter)