Dark husband, come to the bowl

Nangong Junyu coughed a few times. It seems that this woman's narcissism is no less than him!

But anyway, the atmosphere is pretty good now. As long as we don't talk about last night, Qian Manman is normal and won't follow the fire.

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After breakfast, Qian Manman planned to go out at first.

"Where are you going?" Nangong Junyu stopped her.

"Where to report to you?" Qian Manman picked his eyebrows and went to get the car key back.

"Of course."

"Why?"

"With you responsible for me, I want to eat when nothing happened?"

"I... I didn't eat you!"

"Was it a dream last night?"

“……”

"Since you've eaten it, I'll accept my fate. You can go out, but at noon, you'll come back to make lunch for me!" Nangong Junyu looked extra generous.

"Why make you lunch? I'm not a servant Qian Manman is entangled.

"You don't have a servant. Do you want me to drink from the north? You cook anyway, don't you? "

"If you go out to eat or order takeout, I can't come back to make it for you!"

"In that case, don't go out."

"I'm going out, you can't take care of it!" With that, Qian Manman got up and planned to leave.

Nangong Junyu also quickly gets up and grabs Qian Manman. With his big hand, Qian Manman pulls him into his arms.

"You... Let go!" Being held by Nangong Junyu, Qian Manman feels that she has become extremely petite. Her height of 1.65 meters is around the man of 1.85 meters, just like a little person.

"Don't move. I don't care if I get burned by a cigar!" Nangong Junyu's movements are very natural and unrestrained, with cigars in one hand and Qian Manman in the other.

"Well, I'll come back to make dinner for you. It's more than 9 o'clock now. I'll go out and come back again. How can I make it in time?" Qian Manman compromise way, the man's light tobacco fragrance straight into her nose, let her can't help but think of last night crazy all, this let her don't know what to do.

"No! There's no discussion. "

"How can you do that!"

"That's what I am, woman. You're gone." Nangong Junyu has a bad smile. Maybe Qian Manman struggled just now, and a button on her shirt opened