What Xiao Mo didn't see was that when Nangong nodded, his face immediately turned red and his eyes became blurred, which was very intoxicating.

The two undressed and got into bed. Xiao Mo hugged Nangong as usual and was about to go to sleep.

However, the body in his arms moved, and Nangong seemed to have something to say.

"Husband, what's wrong? Do you have anything else to say?" Xiao Mo yawned sleepily again and asked lazily.

What a big idiot! Nangong was a little annoyed when he heard Xiao Mo actually asking him what was wrong. He had seen slow people before, but never such a slow one.

Just now, he had given such an obvious hint, and Xiao Mo finally said to take a rest, thinking that she had understood, but only after getting into bed did he realize that this idiot had not understood what he meant at all.

This is so, it can only be said clearly.

However, Nangong hesitated again. How could he bring this up first? It was so embarrassing.

"Honey, I'm really tired. If you have nothing to do, I'll go to bed first." After observing Nangong for a long time, I found that Nangong seemed to be hesitant to speak, his cheeks were still red from holding back, and his mouth was opening and closing.

Just didn't say it out loud.

Xiao Mo suddenly understood. Thinking of Nangong's vague hint just now, a cunning smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Mo, I...I want..." After holding it in for a long time, Nangong could only say these few words.

Xiao Mo suppressed his laughter, pretended to be puzzled, and listened carefully to what Nangong said.

I really can't say it. This should be said by a woman, but this woman is so slow, really!

Nangong looked at Xiao Mo's curious eyes and was secretly worried, but couldn't say it out loud.

I really hate Xiao Mo's slowness. He really can't talk about this kind of thing, so...

"Forget it, it's nothing, just go to sleep." In the end, Nangong gave up.

Phew! As soon as he finished speaking, Nangong breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously and could sleep now.

It was simply a kind of torture! Nangong secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and was about to close his eyes and sleep, when Xiao Mo beside him became restless.

"Mo, aren't you tired? Go to bed quickly." He looked strangely at Xiao Mo touching his skin, it was itchy, he thought Xiao Mo was playing with him. (Author: It's the same, neither are you)

No matter how good he is, he is still slow. Nangong's face turned red: Where, where am I slow! The author said quietly: This kid is still not convinced...)

"You blame me for being slow. Now you don't know what I want to do?" Xiao Mo could see the resentful look in Nangong's eyes just now. This kid is obviously anxious to death, but he can still hold back and say nothing. "

Little idiot, what were you thinking about just now?" Seeing Nangong still looking at her with a puzzled expression, Xiao Mo pinched his nose in a funny way, with an ambiguous smile on his face.

"Ah? Mo, you...you are so evil, you are making fun of others!" Nangong suddenly came back to his senses, his face turned red, and he beat Xiao Mo with a look of disobedience.

Woo woo, I want to cry, I want to cry, I am so unlucky today, I finally coded two thousand words, but when the power went out, there was nothing. Woo woo, I want to cry, I want to cry, wow wow wow/(ㄒ
Chapter completed!