Eighth Ye's Savage Concubine

Chapter 726

Nangong Yiran is in a good mood, she should be happy.

But when she thought that Nangong Yiran didn't need her hug anymore, she felt very uncomfortable.

"One burn."

Seeing Nangong Yiran, An Ran gently called him.

She opened her arms, waiting for Nangong Yiran to take a look at her, and then embraced her in her arms.

However, Nangong Yiran gave a faint "hmm", and his eyes still fell on the memorial on the desk.

Seeing that he didn't even look at herself, An Ran said again without giving up: "Ran Ran."

"what happened?"

Nangong Yiran still didn't raise his head, which made Anran feel depressed.

She put down her arms, and gave Nangong Yiyan an unhappy look: "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

As An Ran's voice fell, Nangong Yiran finally raised his head.

An Ran was overjoyed, but Nangong Yiran raised his hand to rub her hair: "Well, go to sleep."

"..."

Hearing this, An Ran's newly lit eyes dimmed instantly, and her heart suddenly felt a little cold.

She's not sleepy at all, she just wants to get a little response.

Besides, didn't he say that he would help her warm the bed?

How come his own mood has improved, and he even forgot what he promised her, it's too much!

Impressively standing up, An Ran stomped her feet angrily, turned and left the study.

As she walked towards the room, she muttered to Nangong Yiran that she didn't understand the relationship between men and women.

Nangong Yiran sat in the study, his ears were slightly hot.

He raised his hand and touched his ear, frowning slightly.

His ears are so hot, who is scolding him?
Suddenly, Nangong Yiran seemed to have thought of something, and hastily put down the unfinished memorial in his hand.

He walked back to his room along the corridor, and as soon as he entered the room, he saw An Ran curled up on the bed.

Seeing Nangong Yiran come back, An Ran closed her eyes, turned around quickly, and turned her back to him.

Nangong Yiran stepped forward quickly, took off his clothes, and got into the bed.

"Are you asleep?"

"Fell asleep!"

An Ran's voice was muffled, obviously angry.

Nangong Yiran smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and turned her body around, facing him.

"I can still answer when I'm asleep. It seems that my concubine is talking in her sleep."

Hearing Nangong Yiran's words, An Ran opened her eyes abruptly, and glared at him angrily.

Nangong Yiran stretched out his hand to embrace her, and put a light kiss on her red lips.

The speed of that kiss was extremely fast, before An Ran could react, it was over.

An Ran stared blankly at him with her eyes wide open.

She was stunned for a long time before she realized that she twisted her body and wanted to leave Nangong Yiran's embrace.

"Nangong Yiran, you are playing a hooligan!"

"Isn't it right to play hooligans on your own princess?"

The harder An Ran struggled, the tighter Nangong Yiran hugged her.

An Ran moved restlessly in his arms, making Nangong Yiran feel the softness of her body even through the clothes.

Gradually, Nangong Yiran felt that his body became very hot.

He frowned, and hugged An Ran a little further away from him: "Don't move!"

"If you tell me not to move, I will not move. I just want to... um!"

Before An Ran could finish her words, her mouth was blocked by Nangong Yiran's lips.

Different from the quick kiss just now, this kiss is very domineering and lingering.

(End of this chapter)