Husband is a little milk dragon

Chapter 338

"When the wedding ceremony is held in Qinghai, we will be husband and wife, so there is no need to thank you." Li Ye looked at her and smiled slightly.

Hearing this, Gong Ninghuan also smiled lightly, "Yes."

"Ning Huan, you don't have to feel pressured, I can support you in whatever you want." When he said this, Li Ye's eyes were still elegant and gentle.

If it is said that before seeing Li Ye, Gong Ninghuan had concerns. After all, she had never seen Li Ye before, and it was reasonable for her to doubt him. But at this time, although Gong Ninghuan There is still room for it, but there are reasons to believe that he did this for the sake of the Shenlong clan.

Gong Ninghuan looked at Li Ye and nodded, "Okay."

She is very happy.

Li Ye didn't ask her to do anything by sacrificing the Calamity Stone, and she was very fortunate that the relationship between them was only for the sake of the Dragon Clan, and they didn't put more pressure on each other.

They sat on the deck of the boat, drank and ate meat, chatted for a long time, and got a general understanding of each other.

The night was getting darker.

Li Ye didn't let Gong Ninghuan blow the cold wind here, and sent her back to the room in the boat, and then left in a gentlemanly manner.

This night, Gong Ninghuan drank a lot of wine, and what she drank was not Yinyuecao wine. She drank it habitually as medicine. He sat at the table with his hands half propped on his cheeks, squinted his misty eyes, and tore off the phoenix crown on his head a little tiredly, and his black and soft hair also fell loose for a moment, hanging down his back.

She buried her face in the crook of her arms, gasped for a while with difficulty, and then had to take out the silver moon wine and take a sip.

When the footsteps came from behind, she heard it, but she didn't take it as a precaution, she still lay tired and did not move at the table, until the man walked behind and snatched the flagon in her hand without a word.

Gong Ninghuan half-supported her forehead with her hands, raised her eyes drunkenly, looked over lazily, and saw a person.

Nan Gu stood behind, staring at her coldly, his lips were tightly pursed into a line, showing a cold paleness, with faint anger pouring out.

Gong Ninghuan twirled her eyebrows with her fingertips, pulled the corners of her lips, and laughed out loud, rarely taking the initiative to speak: "I heard that the emperor fell off Zhuxiantai drunk, it seems to be fake."

Nan Gu said coldly, "Has Concubine Ai forgotten that she is married?"

Gong Ning smiled happily, her eyes were cold: "I have a husband, do you want to meet?"

Nan Gu stared at her, and approached her step by step, Gong Ninghuan also looked at him, without the slightest timidity, but thought it was ridiculous, but soon, Nan Gu grabbed her hands and pressed her on the ground. At the table, her breathing was mixed with coldness and she fell on her cheeks that were stained half red by the smell of wine. He opened his lips lightly, his voice was so soft, as if there was no tone at all, but coolly: "You have a husband, you The husband behind your back wants to marry someone else, what does Aifei think of me..."

Gong Ninghuan didn't expect a person to be so shameless, maybe it was too bizarre, she didn't resist, just looked at him and smiled.

That silent ridicule was more like a needle piercing Nan Gu's eyes, and he had to squint his eyes in pain. He suddenly lost his momentum, hugged her tightly, lowered his head, and kissed her lips trembling slightly. , "Aifei, don't treat me like this."
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(Happy holidays, babies.)
(End of this chapter)