you are sweet with honey

Chapter 234 Going to Thailand

Xianwei is very afraid of the dark, so she always puts a small night light in the bedroom at night.

Nan Yufeng took off his slippers, and carried Xianwei in bare feet, so that there was no sound when walking, and Xianwei would not be woken up.

When putting Xianwei on the bed, the notebook in Xianwei's arms suddenly fell on the bed, the bed shook, Xianwei moved her body and opened her eyes.

"Nan Yufeng, why are you back?" Xianwei yawned wearily, stretched her waist, looked at Nan Yufeng in front of her, and sat up with her hands on the bed.

Nan Yufeng blamed himself and said, "Honey, I'm sorry, I woke you up."

"No, I didn't fall asleep either." Xian Wei yawned again after speaking, and then asked Nan Yufeng: "Have you eaten yet? I'll make you some supper."

"I've eaten." Nan Yufeng sat on the edge of the bed, pulled the quilt over Xianwei's body, held her hand with both hands, and smiled charmingly, "Honey, did you pretend to be asleep on purpose just now?"

Xianwei nodded, fighting back sleepiness.

Nan Yufeng asked: "Then do you still remember what you said just now?"

"What did you say?" Xian Wei was puzzled.She doesn't have the habit of talking in her sleep, could it be that she scolded Nan Yufeng in her sleep?Just happened to be heard by Nan Yufeng?

Nan Yufeng stared into Xianwei's eyes, and reminded her very seriously: "You said I was your man."

"Oh, this sentence? You are my man." Xian Wei breathed a sigh of relief, but luckily she didn't scold Nan Yufeng.

"Say it again." Nan Yufeng hadn't heard enough.

This girl called him by first and last name every day, and she didn't feel sweet at all.

Suddenly said that he is her man, although this sentence is an indisputable fact.

But it sounds sweet to him.

"Of course you are my man. Could it be that you are my woman? You can also be my woman. You have to go to Thailand." Xian Wei gave Nan Yufeng a white look, picked up the notebook, sat on the bed, and put the notebook on the bed. On the legs, rubbing his eyes, he regained his fighting spirit just now, and continued to tear at those black fans.

"Go to Thailand? I went to Thailand, so what do you do?"

"Cold salad." Xian Wei blurted out without understanding what Nan Yufeng meant.

It took three seconds for Xianwei to react, blushing to the ears, and scolded Nan Yufeng, "Nan Yufeng! You stinking rascal!"

"Stinky hooligan? I don't smell bad. If you don't believe me, you can smell it."

Nan Yufeng let out a smirk, and moved closer to Xianwei.

"Nan Yufeng, get up."

"Nan Yufeng, go away, you've crushed my laptop, and the screen of the laptop is about to crack."

"Nan Yufeng, you smell like sweat, it's so bad."

Nan Yufeng put his hands on both sides of Xianwei's body, and his whole body was supported on Xianwei's body as if he was doing push-ups. There was a distance of five centimeters between the two bodies.

There was only one night light in the bedroom, and the figures of the two were reflected on the wall, very close to each other, especially their movements, which were extremely ambiguous.

"Silly girl, don't quarrel with black fans because of me in the future. It's useless for you to quarrel with them, you will only be angry with yourself."

Nan Yufeng stared at Xianwei for about a minute, then got up from her body, rubbed her hair distressedly, and said dotingly.

Xian Wei said: "Only I can scold you, others can't, if they scold you, I will get angry."

"My wife, you are so kind, I love you." Every time Xianwei expresses her feelings for Nan Yufeng seriously, Nan Yufeng will always put the softest side of her body in front of Xianwei.

"Love is not something to say, but something to do. What's the use of saying I love you? You might as well do more things to love me."

"Oh." Nan Yufeng pretended to be enlightened, then raised his eyebrows and smiled, "It turns out that love is something to do, so let's do it."

　Blushing and heart beating, my god.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)