Eighth Ye's Savage Concubine

Chapter 630

Nangong Yiran slowly lowered his eyes, meeting An Ran's gaze.

Seeing her half-exposed fragrant shoulders, Nangong Yiran frowned slightly, and raised his hand to close An Ran's skirt.

Suddenly, the smile on An Ran's face froze.

Before she could react, Nangong Yiran pushed her away from his embrace: "It's cold, be careful of catching a cold."

"..."

Seeing Nangong Yizhuo's serious appearance, An Ran felt that she was not well.

Her series of actions just now were all taught by their mother, Su Nuannuan.

Originally, she was shy and unwilling to do this.

But mother said that this trick is effective for Nangong Wuchen, there is no reason why it is useless for Nangong Yiran, so she bit the bullet and learned it.

But I didn't expect that Nangong would be a piece of wood when he burned, and he didn't understand the style at all.

Casting a displeased glance at Nangong Yiran, An Ran went down to the ground, occupying Nangong Yiran's position.

She didn't believe it, she occupied Nangong Yiran's sleeping place, Nangong Yiran was not in a hurry with her.

However, Nangong Yiran just glanced at her indifferently, then walked past her.

He took off his clothes, lay down on the bed, and turned his back to An Ran.

safely:"……"

This situation is not right, shouldn't Nangong Yiran compete for the position with her, and then find that he can't compete with her, so he is crowded in the same place with her?
Why did he lie down on the bed, and how he still lay down for granted!

Sitting up quickly, An Ran stared at Nangong Yiran displeasedly.

She stared for a long time, and found that Nangong Yiran's breathing gradually became steady, as if falling asleep, and she felt even more unhappy.

"Stinky boy, it's so cold on the ground, you should give me a little space."

An Ran muttered something in a low voice, thought that Nangong Yiran could not hear it, but unexpectedly Nangong Yiran moved inside.

Seeing this, An Ran was overjoyed, and shrank back into the bed very numbly.

Feeling the temperature in the bed, An Ran smiled.

She subconsciously shrank inward again, and didn't stop until her back touched Nangong Yiran's back.

She was thinking of falling asleep back to back like this, but she didn't expect that the next moment, she felt the person lying beside her turn over and embrace her in his arms.

Suddenly, An Ran's body froze, and her face became very hot.

She struggled slightly, but was hugged even tighter by Nangong Yiran.

"be honest."

Along with the warm breathing, a low voice came from the ear.

There was a trace of displeasure in that voice, as if controlling the dissatisfaction of being woken up.

Hearing that voice, An Ran immediately fell silent, not daring to move anymore.

Feeling that the little thing in his arms became quiet, Nangong Yiran was finally satisfied.

He rested his chin on An Ran's shoulder, sniffing the fragrance of her hair, and fell asleep deeply.

An Ran was hugged by him like this, feeling his warm breath, her heart was beating non-stop.

It took her a long time to adapt, and her fast beating heart gradually calmed down, but she couldn't fall asleep anyway.

If she had known this would be the result, she shouldn't have provoked Nangong Yiran.

Fortunately, Nangong Yiran fell asleep, but she suffered from insomnia.

This night, An Ran felt that it was very long.

When it was almost dawn, she fell asleep in a daze.

When Nangong Yiran woke up, he saw An Ran lying in his arms, frowning slightly.

He slowly let go of An Ran's arms, and looked at her without blinking.

(End of this chapter)