You'er smiled slyly and quickly walked around Nangong Yi, heading towards his room. Unexpectedly, due to his excessive excitement, he accidentally stepped on a water stain on the floor. His feet slipped and his body fell backwards.

"ah--"

Someone screamed, silently mourning in his heart, secretly lamenting why he was so unlucky, and it would definitely hurt if he fell like this.

Nangong Yi turned around, as if subconsciously, stretched out his hands to catch the sliding body of You'er. The light lavender mixed with tobacco was introduced to You'er's sensitive nerves. His big warm hands hugged her tightly, and You'er grinned.

,road:

"Thank you! Iceberg."

"Yu Yishan, if you don't keep your promise, you will get retribution. I didn't expect that retribution will come so soon. It's so satisfying! You said yes!"

Thin lips opened slightly, warm breath blew on You'er's face, flaxen eyes flashed a beautiful glass color, but with a strong sense of sarcasm.

"Bingshan, how did you-"

You'er wanted to say something venomous, but before he could say it, the next moment he saw that handsome face so close at hand, and before he could make any resistance, those demonic bright red lips kissed his own.

.

Nangong Yi hugged the person under him tightly, sealed her red lips tightly with his hot lips, and pried open her closed teeth with his deft tongue. He found that her breathing was rapid and her cheeks were red. He couldn't help but laugh, she was like this.

After trying many times, this pig still hasn’t learned to kiss.

"Pig, you can't even kiss."

An evil voice sounded, and Nangong let her go, with a face full of teasing.

"Iceberg, who says I can't-"

You'er was irritated by him again, so she was fooled again, pulled off Nangong Yi's head and kissed him fiercely.

Yaya is stupid and says she doesn't know how, so let's use him as a practice.

Nangong Yi's lips curved into a scheming smile. A pig is a pig and cannot be provoked. However, he likes her very much.

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Friday morning was very boring. There was math class all morning, and the classroom had already become a mess. Everyone was huddled together in twos and threes planning weekend travel activities.

The right son was lying on the table, spinning a pen in his hand. Nangong Yi still didn't come to class today, so Xia Qianrou naturally sat in the seat that originally belonged to him.
Chapter completed!