Chapter 170 The first kiss is gone
Seeing this, Nan Mocheng hurriedly bent down to stop it, trying to hold Nan Wanyan's hand.

She will wake up Xiyin, her daughter needs to rest.

Nan Wanyan sensed Nanmocheng's movements,

As soon as she turned her head, she bumped into Nan Mocheng's lips who had just bent down.

"........."

The atmosphere was very weird. Nan Wanyan was stunned and forgot to react. Her first kiss was just like that.

Nanmocheng was also stunned, just... Suddenly, he couldn't adapt for a while.

Soft, soft, warm, wonderful, unlike the first time.

A little greedy, what's going on?

Nan Mocheng felt that he was crazy, there were countless beauties in the harem, and it was impossible for him to fall in love with this tigress.

Just as he was about to move, the heart was pierced by the pain of thousands of ants, Nan Mocheng hummed, and straightened his back tremblingly.

Damn it, Unfeeling Citation happened again.

The forehead was instantly covered with fine sweat, and it felt like the clothes on the back were wet.

It was just a kiss that was caught off guard, and it hurt like this.

It is conceivable how painful it was when Mei Youqing drugged him. Nan Mocheng felt that it was God's blessing that he was able to live that time.

That's why he was so angry and directly sealed the walls of the cold palace. He didn't want to see Mei Youqing in his life.

He never thought that one day, he would release her personally and let her override him in everything.

Just like now, Nan Wanyan, who had reacted, did not feel the joy of being pampered at all.

clap clap...

With two crisp applause, Nanmocheng was slapped on the left and right cheeks.

Five bright red finger marks appeared on the handsome fair face at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It looks pretty well-proportioned.

Nanmocheng was burning with anger, clutching his painful heart, "Mei Youqing, why are you crazy?"

It's fine to yell normally, but he actually dared to fight.

He is the king of a country, when did he let a woman bully him like this.

Nan Wanyan wanted to yell back, but Nanmo City's voice was too loud, startling Nan Xiyin.

Fortunately, she turned over and fell asleep again.

Afraid of disturbing Nan Xiyin again, Nan Wanyan didn't shout.

She wanted to drag Nanmocheng out and beat him up, but she felt that Nanmocheng seemed to be in pain.

Beads of sweat on his forehead kept rolling down like rain.

Except for the stains on the ten fingers on the cheeks, the other places are as pale as a ghost, without a trace of blood.

Nan Wanyan was taken aback, a seven-foot man, two slaps are enough for this?

Didn't it mean that he is very good at martial arts?

Not so delicate?

Do you want to touch porcelain?

"Hey, Nanmocheng, are you alright?" Nan Wanyan said kindly.

"Don't worry about it, you go." Nanmocheng's hoarse voice was weak, and it seemed that it was difficult to say a word.

Nan Wanyan spread her hands, who the hell wants to take care of it, she even set off firecrackers to celebrate when she died.

The premise is that the mother and daughter will not be dragged down.

Nan Wanyan lifted her skirt and happily walked towards the door.

"Well………"

Another low hum.

Nan Mocheng didn't understand, it didn't hurt that much after the incident was over, it was within the range he could bear, but this time it was just a light touch, how could it hurt so much.

Nan Wan paused for a while, then continued walking, ignoring him.

"what……"

Nanmo City couldn't bear it anymore, and cried out in pain.

The body couldn't stand up anymore, and fell straight down.

Harmful……

Nan Wanyan sighed in her heart. After all, it was Nan Xiyin's father, so he refused to save her, unlike her chivalrous character.

(Jiaqun skirt number: 1142758938)

 There is really a recommendation ticket, and more will be added as promised
  


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