Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 211 Duan Yijun, please help me look it up

Duan Yijun smiled when he heard the words: "That's good."

Seeing that he didn't plan to go to bed yet, Nan Yuan, who had been sitting under the quilt for a long time, felt that the quilt was completely cold, and immediately asked, "Why don't you go to bed yet?"

Duan Yijun put down the things in his hands at random, knowing that she had a little habit of reading story books before going to bed, so Duan Yijun found a book from the small bookshelf and sat on the quilt with her.

Seeing Duan Yijun so obedient, sitting with her on the quilt, Nan Yuan immediately raised a tricky smile, didn't bother to reach out, and lightly touched Duan Yijun's arm with her arm, her chin nodded. A one-page storybook: "Duan Yijun, help me read it."

Seeing Duan Yijun glanced at her hands holding the stove, Nan Yuan immediately shook her upper body, which was exposed outside, and said, "It's cold~"

Duan Yijun looked at Nan Yuan's shameless temper, shook his head helplessly, stretched out his arms to embrace her cold body into his warm arms, put the two books together, and turned a page for her , I also turned a page in my book.

Nan Yuan nestled in Duan Yijun's arms, her eyes widened, thinking that he pulled her to hit her, never thought that it was because she said she was cold that he pulled her into his warm embrace, after a moment of daze, Nan Yuan finally showed a smile , continue to read the script.

Nesting in Duan Yijun's arms was like nestling in the arms of a heater. Nan Yuan's small body warmed up after a while, but she felt that holding a hand heater in her hand was a bit of a hindrance, so she simply handed it to Duan Yijun. .

Feeling hotter, Nan Yuan changed different postures in Duan Yijun's arms, always moving around restlessly.

Duan Yijun, who has always been indifferent as usual, was extremely hot today, even getting hotter and hotter. Before Nan Yuan could say anything, Duan Yijun stretched out his hand to hold her small head. Duan Yijun said in a hoarse voice: "Don't mess around!" move."

After being trained, Nan Yuan's body froze in place. After a while, she looked up at Duan Yijun, stretched out her weak and boneless hand to Duan Yijun's forehead and asked curiously: "Do you have a fever? Why are you so hot?" ?”

Duan Yijun stretched out a hotter palm and pulled Nan Yuan's groping little hand off his handsome face, coughed twice, dodged his eyes, and pushed the hand heater that had been placed aside all the time back into her arms, just to find an excuse : "This stove is too hot, you should keep it by yourself."

Is the stove too hot?
Nan Yuan doubtfully took over the heater. Her heater can only warm hands, but it can warm Duan Yijun's whole body. Sure enough, boys are much better than their girls, and they don't have to be afraid of the cold at all.

"Then..." Nan Yuan moved her lips, and before she had time to say anything, Duan Yijun felt guilty and didn't want to continue discussing such topics with her, so he interrupted her words without a trace, and said lightly: "Feeling hot? If you feel hot, sit next to me."

Nan Yuan immediately writhed in Duan Yijun's arms dependently, she had long forgotten what she was going to say just now, she shook her head and said against her will: "I'm not hot."

Seeing her cute appearance, Duan Yijun raised his lips, smiled faintly, stretched out his hand, and put the books they were reading together: "It's getting late, let's rest early!"

Nan Yuan still couldn't see enough, she glanced out the window, the moonlight was bright today, hanging in the sky, it had already slanted down, which proved that it was really late.

(End of this chapter)