Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 172 I Want to Read the Book in Your Hand

It may be the reason why she woke up today, compared with Duan Yijun leaving the bed in normal times, the speed of the bed getting colder.

Duan Yijun couldn't laugh or cry when he was invited by Nan Yuan, he asked Ling Yun to take the toiletries, directly forced Nan Yuan to sit on the bed and wash up, and then ordered her to eat breakfast first.

Nan Yuan remained motionless, and when she heard Duan Yijun's order, she opened her small mouth directly.

Duan Yijun was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that he put a spoonful of porridge into Nan Yuan's mouth. Nan Yuan ate to her heart's content, and she didn't worry that Duan Yijun didn't feed her well. .

"Is it delicious?"

Nan Yuan nodded: "It's delicious."

Duan Yijun handed the porridge together with the spoon: "Drink it yourself."

Nan Yuan immediately shook her head: "It's not good."

After speaking, he planned to shrink his body and continue to shrink back into the bed.

Duan Yijun frowned, pursed his thin lips, and put a spoonful of porridge to the corner of her mouth.

Nan Yuan smiled as if she had succeeded in a trick, she got up from the bed tirelessly, and accepted Duan Yijun's spoonful of feeding.

Satisfied with eating and drinking, Nan Yuan wiped her small mouth with a handkerchief, patted the side of the bed, and invited Duan Yijun: "Would you like to come up and lie down?"

Duan Yijun picked up a military book and flipped through it: "I'll read the book on the chair."

Nan Yuan leaned forward and looked at the cover of Duan Yijun's book. It was a military book left by a brave and cunning predecessor. It mainly taught how to be both wise and brave, and to win many battles.

Looking at the words on the cover, Nan Yuan leaned forward even more, looking curiously at the words revealed in Duan Yijun's hand flipping through the paper.

Only then did Duan Yijun catch a glimpse of her dangerous movements out of the corner of his eye, almost half of his body leaned forward out of the bed, and if he leaned forward any more, he was about to fall to the ground.

"Lie back on the bed." Duan Yijun stretched out his hand to support Nan Yuan's body, frowning and ordered.

Nan Yuan shook her head: "I don't want it, I want to watch it with you."

Duan Yijun closed the book, handed it to Nan Yuan, straightened her body, tucked her into the bed, and said lightly, "Is this good?"

Nan Yuan held Duan Yijun's military book in his hand, and it seemed that he directly showed her the military book: "Then you don't want to read it?"

Duan Yijun took a look at the small bookshelf in Qingxinyuan. The bookshelf mainly contained the notebooks that Nan Yuan took from the study room on weekdays. She didn't want to return them, so she simply made a small bookshelf.

Occasionally, Duan Yijun will also put a few books he likes to read.

For example, now this kind of scene comes in handy.

"I read other books, the same."

Nan Yuan immediately threw the book in her hand aside: "I want to read the book in your hand."

Doesn't this rhetoric mean that he has to go to bed as a stove for her?

Duan Yijun's expression was light, but his good-looking eyes revealed a sense of helplessness and doting hidden in his eyes. Following Nan Yuan's thoughts, he took off his coat.

Nan Yuan immediately said, "I want the fifth book on the second row of the bookshelf."

Duan Yijun: "..."

Didn't you say that you want to read the book in his hand with him just a second ago?

After taking down the book she wanted and handing it to her, Nan Yuan also picked up the military book that she had accidentally thrown aside and put it in his hand, staring straight at him to go to bed, covered the quilt, Nan Yuan immediately I stuffed my small body into his arms.

Duan Yijun: "..."

(End of this chapter)