Eighth Ye's Savage Concubine

Chapter 613 It's not shameful to like me
"Nangong Yiran, this dead child, didn't know how to grasp such a good opportunity. He was really anxious to die."

Su Nuannuan stood outside the door and muttered softly.

Of course, she didn't know that her voice fell into Nangong Yiran's ears without omission.

Nangong Yiran spread a quilt on the ground, and lay down with peace of mind.

Hearing Su Nuannuan's footsteps walking away, he slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

After he fell asleep, Su Nuannuan folded back again.

She poked a small hole in the window and blew misty smoke into Nangong Yiran and Anran's new house.

The misty smoke floated into the room, penetrated into the nostrils of Nangong Yiran and Anran, and the two soon fell into a deeper sleep.

This time, they slept until the next morning before waking up.

As soon as An Ran opened her eyes, she saw Nangong Yiran's magnified facial features.

Nangong Yiran was looking at her non-stop at this moment, he only woke up a moment earlier than An Ran, and his mind was still a little dazed at the moment.

"Smelly boy, why did you sleep on the bed?"

"Bed?" Nangong frowned and frowned: "You take a good look yourself, is the place where you lie on the bed?"

Hearing Nangong Yiran's words, An Ran slowly got up.

She turned her head and looked, her face immediately turned red: "Stinky boy, if you like me, just say so, why are you sneaking me into your arms while I'm asleep?"

"..."

This time, Nangong Yiran had nothing to say.

He slowly sat up, faced An Ran, thought for a while, and finally felt that only his own mother could do such a thing.

He was in a daze last night, and seemed to smell the smoke.

His mother must have stunned them with smoke first, and then wanted to hug him to bed, but found that she couldn't, so she turned her head and moved An Ran to his side.

"This stupid woman."

Nangong Yiran muttered in a low voice.

An Ran was very close to him, thinking that he was scolding herself for being stupid.

"Brat, who are you calling stupid?"

"Whoever talks is stupid."

"you……"

An Ran stood up abruptly, and glared at Nangong Yiran.

But only for a moment, she suddenly changed her attitude, and leaned forward with a smile.

"Nangong Yiran, you couldn't be outraged by what I said, and become angry from embarrassment?"

Nangong Yiran ignored her and put on his clothes on his own.

Seeing that he was going to leave, An Ran didn't agree with him, put on her clothes in a hurry and chased him out.

"Brat, just admit that you like me, and it's not ashamed to like me."

"..."

Nangong Yiran walked forward in silence.

An Ran followed behind him unhurriedly, chattering endlessly: "The maids in the palace all praised me for being beautiful, so it's normal for you to fall in love with me."

"Before, I was still wondering why you had such a big reaction when your emperor wanted to marry me. Now I know, so you..."

Before An Ran could finish her words, she suddenly saw Nangong Yiran turn around.

Nangong frowned and looked at her, feeling that she was too noisy.

He quickly moved forward and blocked An Ran's mouth.

Nangong Yiran's action was too sudden, which made An Ran unprepared.

She widened her eyes and stood there stiffly, not daring to move.

Nangong Yiran's kiss was very shallow, he just pecked lightly on An Ran's red lips, and then moved away.

He saw An Ran standing in front of him blankly, and said three words coldly: "Be quiet!"

(End of this chapter)