Sweat flowed on his bandage, and blood spread out.
Xia Qianchen grabbed his hand: "Okay, enough, your injury has not healed..."
Nangong Shaodi seemed to be unable to hear it, grabbed her hand and put it into her hot mouth, as if she was about to melt her.
Xia Qianchen's eyes were blurred and completely lost his mind. He was cheering freely in this whirlpool of love...
After the end.
She leaned against the shoulder of Nangong Shaodi, and was hugged tightly by him, and the two of them were sweating profusely.
Xia Qianchen breathed heavily. She was not a greedy woman. She would not feel empty even if her body was not touched. However, when Emperor Nangong possessed her, she felt so fulfilled.
Close your eyes and quietly enjoy the tranquility after a while of ups and downs.
Until a gentle tissue was wiping under her.
Xia Qianchen opened her eyes and saw Nangong Shaodi's upper body half naked, bandaged, wiped her so focusedly.
"Are you happy?" she suddenly grabbed his hair and asked.
Nangong Shaodi was paused and put down the towel and leaned over to kiss her.
Express his mood with actions.
Xia Qianchen laughed in a low voice: "Is that progress bar full?"
One sentence immediately dissipates the warmth of the whole room.
Nangong Shaodi's face turned cold for a moment, and he supported himself and stared at her and asked, "Do you want to leave?"
"Didn't you agree to me if the progress bar is full?"
Nangong Shaodi's eyes were tight, and his green eyes were shining: "Which piece do you want to complete?"
"That's right, have you seen Xia Qianzao? My sister, if she wants to be a big star, you must have the ability to help make her famous, right?"
Nangong Shaodi frowned.
Neither Mr. Xia’s heart nor the mystery of her life experience?
Xia Qianchen knew what he was confused about: "My father's heart cannot be operated for the time being and is still in recuperation. As for the mystery of his life experience, I have been confused for more than 20 years, and I am not in a hurry at this time... But Xia Qianzao is very anxious.
”
Nangong Shaodi raised her chin: "You mean, your conditions must be completed one by one?"
"Can you only do one for me?"
Nangong Shaodi smiled.
Very pleasant smile.
“You are welcome to have many conditions.”
He was afraid that he would not have enough places for her to use, so that she would only want to escape from him.
"So, did you agree to this condition?" Xia Qianchen asked.
"What star does she want to be? Film and television? Records? Is she majoring in this field?"
"I don't know much about this, I also have to discuss it with her... No matter what it is, you have the ability to help her, right?"
"Look at you."
"Look at me?"
Nangong Shaodi smiled evilly, hugged her and turned her over, with his forehead against her, and his handsome and distinct facial features were just right at hand, with shocking courage.
Xia Qianchen's nose was pressed against him, facing his deep eyes.
For the first time, I felt that his green eyes were not terrible bloodthirsty and cruel.
But it is so beautiful, as beautiful as the most exquisite and transparent glass ball...
His body moved and stretched out her body.
Xia Qianchen breathed slightly: "Why don't you know how to control yourself?"
There is no way, who made Nangong Shaodi ban?/I have to be too long...
☆☆☆☆☆Young Master’s special division☆☆☆☆☆☆
Nangong Shaodi's wound was broken and he lay on the bed and was sutured again by the doctor.
Rod's eyebrows said: "Mr. Emperor, you are not worried."
"I'm fine."
"You can't be so intense anymore," the doctor instructed, "If you really can't bear it, you can take the method of going up and down by a woman."
Xia Qianchen leaned against the bookcase, and when he heard this, his face suddenly became very embarrassed.
Damn it, the room was shooting at her, especially the Nangong Shaodi.
She picked up a book and flipped it out casually.
After the doctor left, Nangong Shaodi reminded: "The book was taken down."
Xia Qianchen was very embarrassed and hurriedly put the book back on the bookshelf, pretending to be serious: "You don't listen after warning, are you suffering now?"
Nangong Shaodi smiled meaninglessly: "I like it with bitterness and sweetness."
So that day, Nangong Shaodi lay in bed comfortably for another day.
Xia Qianchen fed him what he had eaten and helped him read the newspaper for an afternoon. When he was resting in the evening, he wiped all the places except the wound with a hot towel.
After doing all this, Xia Qianchen was tired and stood up and stretched: "I'm going to bed."
"Together."
"You quit."
Nangong Shaodi picked up a kind of incense on the bed cabinet: "I didn't have a good rest a few days ago, so I sniffed. This incense will help me sleep and I won't sniff in the future."
"I don't believe it."
"I recorded it last night, it's very quiet."
Xia Qianchen looked at him suspiciously, and he frowned: "I'll snooze tonight and let it be done."
Seeing that he was very persistent and he agreed to make Xia Qianzao famous, he reluctantly agreed.
Nangong Shaodi suddenly stared at her with a shiny look: "If one day you start snoring, I will never dislike you."
"If you can't sleep?"
“Adaptation, habit.”
Xia Qianchen was stunned for a moment and retorted: "I won't snort."
"Are you old?"
"Not either." Besides, I won't be with him when I get older.
Xia Qianchen was washing in the bathroom. When she heard the sound of her cell phone outside, her mouth was still bubbled, and she rushed out quickly. Sure enough, she saw that Nangong Shaodi was reaching out to get her cell phone.
She walked over in two steps: "Don't touch my things!"
“…”
There is an unfamiliar mobile phone number on the caller's ID.
There are not many people who know her number, Xia Qianzao, Xia Qianyu, and Xia’s father.
After Xia Qianyu left that day, he never contacted him again. Could it be him?
Xia Qianchen picked up his phone and heard a sound full of alcohol: "Qianchen..."
Xia Qianchen's body stiffened.
"Xia Qianchen, where are you? I want to see you!"
Xia Qianchen locked the bathroom door and was about to turn off the phone when he heard a woman screaming from there:
"Ah, stop hitting...ah!!!"
Xia Qianchen twitched tightly and frowned: "Leng Tianchen, are you fighting again?"
Damn, how could he know his mobile phone number unless it was told by Xia Qianzao...
"Qianchen..."
"Please stop beating!"
"Qianchen...tell me why..."
A panic and noisy sound was heard, and Xia Qianchen heard the sound of something falling, and the screams and crying of the woman again.
Her hand grabbed the phone tightly: "Leng Tianchen? Hey, hey?!"