Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 124 I'll Hold You

Nan Yuan felt a little wronged by being seduced.

Duan Yijun comforted her: "Didn't you take a sip? Does your stomach feel warm?"

Nan Yuan heard the words, felt it with her heart, and nodded: "It seems to be."

Duan Yijun waited next to Nan Yuan's mouth for the second spoonful: "Then try again, the stomach will be warm and the cold will be gone."

Nan Yuan unknowingly took a second sip, a third sip, a fourth sip...

At the end of the drink, the taste in her mouth became more and more serious. She frowned, thinking that her stomach would be warmed and she would catch a cold. She still frowned, pinched her nose, and drank it one mouthful at a time.

However, she inadvertently raised her head and glanced at Duan Yijun, Duan Yijun's brows were as wrinkled as hers, as if... She didn't like this smell either?
Discovering the bad taste, Nan Yuan was in a good mood and pushed away the next spoonful of ginger tea that Duan Yijun handed over. Nan Yuan looked at Duan Yijun and said, "I don't want to drink it anymore."

Duan Yijun frowned, and probed into the cup: "There are only two spoonfuls left, drink the last two spoonfuls."

Nan Yuan turned her face away: "I don't want to drink anymore, you can drink the rest, it will be bad if I catch the cold and infect you."

She said it casually, but Nan Yuan's small face still couldn't help looking at Duan Yijun's expression, and turned back pretending to be inadvertent, looking at Duan Yijun.

When he heard that she didn't drink and wanted to give him a drink, Duan Yijun put the cup in his hand on the table: "If you don't want to drink, then don't drink it."

Even if she agreed to her request, Nan Yuan would not let Duan Yijun go, she looked at the ginger tea in the cup and said regretfully: "But there is still some ginger tea left, what a waste!"

"Duan Yijun." Nan Yuan tugged on Duan Yijun's sleeve, with a sly look on her face: "You should drink some ginger tea too, if you don't drink it, I should worry about you."

Duan Yijun refused: "No, I'm in good health."

"Really?" Nan Yuan leaned forward, stretched out her hand to caress Duan Yijun's frowning brows, and asked happily, "You don't like the taste of ginger tea, do you?"

Nan Yuan's little hand was removed by Duan Yijun, Duan Yijun frowned and said: "No, it's getting so late, go to bed early!"

"Then why don't you drink it, it's cold there."

In Nan Yuan's eyes, there is no night sky, only Duan Yijun and Jiang Cha.

Duan Yijun stood up from the stool: "It's already cold, cold ginger tea is not good to drink."

"Hey...really?" She followed Duan Yijun and stood up: "Why haven't I heard of it?"

Duan Yijun stretched out his hand and directly held her wrist and walked to the bed, not allowing her to be entangled in ginger tea: "Sleep."

With a flick of the sleeve, the candles in the room were directly extinguished, and the surroundings were pitch black.

Nan Yuan who had extinguished the candle really calmed down, stretched out her hand to probe in the dark night where she could not see her fingers: "Duan Yijun."

Duan Yijun stretched out his hand to hold her wandering wrist, and said softly, "I'm here."

Hearing this pleasant voice, Nan Yuan seemed to think of something, her eyes rolled and she laughed.

She had already taken off her coat, first handed the coat in her hand to Duan Yijun for him to hang up, and then said: "I'm going to bed."

"I'll hold you up."

The two of them chattered together in the dark for a long time, and finally went to bed and found their respective places to lie down. Nan Yuan was lying on the inside of the bed, and Duan Yijun was lying on the outside of the bed.

As soon as she was lying on the bed, Nan Yuan's lively temper came again. She first got up from the bed, supported the bed board with her elbows, and moved to Duan Yijun's side.

(End of this chapter)