Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Blackened male gods should be pampered

Chapter 609 The Marshal's Ninth Wife (15)

"Is that so..."

Sang Jian followed Huo Nanting step by step, "Then can you cook a bowl of noodles for me? I'm hungry."

Huo Nanting: "???"

He couldn't help but stopped.

Sang Jian followed him with his head down.

He stopped suddenly, Sang Jian didn't realize it, and because of his height, he accidentally bumped into his ass.

It was very elastic, and the rebound made Sang Jian take a few steps back.

Huo Nanting: "..."

Sang Jian: "..."

There was a hint of embarrassment in the air.

Huo Nanting moved away first, and asked quietly, "Do you understand?"

The simple three words made Sang Jian stunned for a moment, "What?
Huo Nanting sat on the edge of the bed, serious, "Do you understand the reason why a hot face sticks to a cold butt?"

Sang Jian: "..."

Good guy, to learn the truth, you have to watch Huo Nanting!
"Okay." Sang Jian said no more, turned and left the room.

Huo Nanting watched her leave and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Sang Jian came back from the outside again.

For things like cooking, in fact, just order the servants.

After Sang Jian came back from the outside, he sat directly beside Huo Nanting.

Huo Nanting moved aside, distanced himself from Sang Jian.

"Mr. Huo, I heard rumors that you like my face very much, but why do I feel that you have been avoiding me since yesterday? Am I so scary?" Sang Jian turned his head to look at him.

"I hope you know how much you have. I can't break the law knowingly." Huo Nanting was serious.

"..." After all, it was because she was young.

However, Sang Jian always felt that this matter should not have much to do with her age.

He must have some secret, so he has been avoiding her.

Since yesterday, she has made countless requests, but he has not promised himself a single thing.

He promised to sleep with her yesterday, but he ran away after she "fallen asleep".

That's not like his style.

"Okay." Sang Jian compromised again, as if he felt that his answer had convinced her.

"Then do you want to stay here tonight? If you want to stay, you can stay all night. If you don't, I hope you will leave now, not after I fall asleep, lest I wake up in the middle of the night and think you are lost."

As soon as Sang Jian finished speaking, Huo Nanting stood up without hesitation and walked towards the door.

When passing by the hanger at the door, he took off his coat and left the room without looking back.

She let him go!

Sang Jian: "..."

Good boy, decisive enough!
...

After a while, a servant appeared in the room with a bowl of noodles.

Sang Jian hasn't had dinner yet, people are like iron and rice is like steel, no matter what the situation is, don't starve yourself!

She sat in the room and finished her dinner, then went to the bathroom to take a shower, lying on the bed alone, looking at the ceiling boredly.

Since Sang Jian kept saying that Yiyuan was unreliable, now Yiyuan doesn't come out to chat with her.

She put her hands behind her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

That night, apart from meeting a group of people on the way home, nothing strange happened.

……

The next day, Huo Nanting was still not at home.

Huo Qing didn't go out today, and Sang Jian ate breakfast, lunch and lunch with her.

Every time after eating, I go back to the room to practice singing without any delay.

When Huo Qing passed by the second floor, she could hear Sang Jian's singing.

Her voice is nice, as long as she doesn't get out of tune, she can sing anything nice.

With such a voice, being a singer seems really good?
In their day and age, they don't discriminate against this kind of profession. After all, they all rely on their skills to make money.

(End of this chapter)