Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 541 I Know, But I Hurt
Seeing her like this, Duan Yijun didn't insist anymore, and nodded: "Okay, then you go to bed early today, so that you will be able to send me off tomorrow, right?"

Nan Yuan looked at Duan Yijun's handsome face and pursed her lips. Although she knew what he said was right, she still couldn't bear to fall asleep like this. After all, after tonight, she would never see Duan Yijun again.

She remembered as if she had a very important person, because she had disappeared for too long, she gradually couldn't remember him, nor what he looked like.

She was afraid that she would do the same to Duan Yijun.

"Just wake me up tomorrow." Nan Yuan stretched out her hand and hugged Duan Yijun's waist tightly. Although she said that she wanted Duan Yijun to call her tomorrow, the arms in her hands were getting tighter and tighter on Duan Yijun.

In this way, she has double insurance, if Duan Yijun doesn't wake her up, she can wake up relying on Duan Yijun's struggle.

Hearing Nan Yuan's duplicity, Duan Yijun nodded: "Okay."

Duan Yijun stretched out his hands to put Nan Yuan's eyes, and after a few seconds, he removed his hands to find that those eyes were still shining brightly, staring straight at him, and had no intention of being persuaded by him to rest and fall asleep now.

Duan Yijun couldn't help laughing: "Then you can sleep now."

Nan Yuan shook her head: "I can't sleep."

The little head rubbed against Duan Yijun's arms with attachment, thinking that it would not be so good in the future, and fell asleep with the natural warm pillow.

Alas, only when Duan Yijun is going to travel far away will he know how precious he is.

Nan Yuan remembered what Duan Yijun said about bandits robbing money, Nan Yuan asked curiously: "Have you really been robbed by bandits?"

Duan Yijun nodded: "Yeah!"

Nan Yuan thought about the long night, there was nothing she could do anyway, her eyes lit up immediately: "I want to hear it."

Duan Yijun hooked his lips helplessly, and heard Nan Yuan continue to add: "You have to tell me like a storyteller."

"it is good!"

Duan Yijun gently caressed her back with the palm of Nan Yuan's back. The pleasant voice seemed a bit overkill for telling stories, but the logic was clear. Compared with the exaggerated words that Mr. Storytellers usually tell, the stories Duan Yijun told were more realistic and listenable. Nan Yuan also became more and more fascinated.

Fascinated, she couldn't help but her bright eyes began to feel drowsy. This warm chest and the regular touch on her back were the root causes of Nan Yuan's fascination and wanting to fall asleep.

Finally, after fighting with her eyelids for hundreds of rounds, Nan Yuan became ruthless, stretched out her small hand and pinched the skin under her hand, and then pinched hard.

Duan Yijun felt distressed when he saw that she was sleepy and trying not to fall asleep, and said lightly, "Yuan'er... um..."

Nan Yuan managed to pull herself together, but she was also a little puzzled, huh?It didn't hurt at all, but I heard Duan Yijun next to me grunt, and even stopped stroking and patting her hand.

Nan Yuan tried hard to open her eyes, the sleepiness in her voice couldn't be concealed: "Huh?"

Stretching out her hand to touch the skin under her hand, Nan Yuan planned to try again.

Duan Yijun saw her intentions, and immediately stretched out his hand to hold her little hand, which was about to kill her again, into his palm, and said with a broken smile, "Don't pinch it anymore, it hurts."

Nan Yuan thought that Duan Yijun felt sorry for her, and immediately shook her head at him: "It doesn't hurt, I don't hurt at all."

Duan Yijun still didn't let go of her hand, smiled and said softly: "I know, but it hurts."

(End of this chapter)