Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 282 I Forgive You

"Or..." Nan Yuan was about to let go, and before she could say anything, she felt Duan Yijun leaning over.

Duan Yijun stretched out his hands to hug her shoulders, his tone was light, and the warm breath sprayed on her cheeks between words, causing her cheeks to heat up again involuntarily.

"I gnaw!"

Two simple words, clear and clear, without waiting for Nan Yuan to refuse or dodge, Duan Yijun directly grabbed her red lips and kissed her deeply.

He doesn't love money but loves sex very much. As long as it is her, he likes it.

After the kiss was over, Nan Yuan felt that all the oxygen in her mind was taken away, and she was drowsy, leaving only Duan Yijun in her pupils, which was very clear.

She didn't know how long she had been in a coma, but Nan Yuan felt a sudden chill on her cheek, and she immediately came back to her senses, only to see Duan Yijun stretching out his hand to touch her cheek with a smile on his face after drinking and eating.

Nan Yuan was curious, no matter whether she met Duan Yijun's palm in summer or winter, it was warm or hot. When did it become so cold?
Even the reaction in his mind was slowed down by Duan Yijun.

It took Nan Yuan a beat to realize that Duan Yijun's hands were cold, but her cheeks were too hot.

She was so worried that she wanted to figure out whether to give Duan Yijun money, but let him take advantage of it and eat her tofu?

"I... I don't want to talk to you anymore." Nan Yuan shyly put down her harsh words, and subconsciously took two steps back. Before she could turn around and leave in anger, Duan Yijun grabbed her wrist.

Duan Yijun picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that Nan Yuan gave him and held it up in front of her, and ate it in one bite in front of her. After savoring it carefully, he said meaningfully: "It's delicious."

I don't know if these three words are really evaluating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake or something else, or it may be her own thinking.

Duan Yijun curled his lips into a smile: "I forgive you."

Nan Yuan felt as if a stone had sunk in her chest, she felt relieved, and she broke free from Duan Yijun's hand: "I'm going back."

Duan Yijun didn't let go, and walked parallel to Nan Yuan, saying softly, "I'll see you off."

Nan Yuan shook her head: "No."

After refusing, Nan Yuan pointed to the end of the promenade, which was full of twists and turns: "I walked through this promenade and arrived at Qingxin Garden only a short distance away, which is very convenient."

If Lingyun were to see this scene, she would definitely laugh at the princess for being stupid when she saw the general. This is the general's mansion, and no one is more familiar with the structure of the general's mansion than the general.

Duan Yijun simply walked in front, with a slight pull of her arm, Nan Yuan was not controlled by her own gravity, and could only follow Duan Yijun towards Qingxin Garden.

Duan Yijun who was walking in front suddenly asked, "Are the plum trees in Qingxin Garden all withered?"

Due to going to court, he hasn't seen the scene in Qingxin Garden during the day for a long time.

Nan Yuan nodded: "This winter the plum trees will bloom again. Several potted plants in my yard have sprouted, and they look more vibrant than last year..."

When it comes to the flowers and plants in her yard, Nan Yuan and Duan Yijun may talk excitedly for three days and three nights.

After finding a pause, Nan Yuan suddenly remembered what she had thought of before: "Where is my goldfish from last year? Spring is here this year, and it's time to put my fish back."

The two of them arrived at Qingxin Garden without knowing it while talking, Duan Yijun sent Nan Yuan into the room, tugged at random to help her tidy up her clothes, Duan Yijun said softly: "I asked Steward Zhou to order someone to bring your fish over. "

(End of this chapter)