Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 678

Duan Yijun carried Nan Yuan into the tent, stood where he was, and said softly, "Come down."

Nan Yuan did not let go, her little head was buried tightly in his chest, and she said in a muffled voice, "I just didn't stand firm just now, and accidentally fell into his arms."

Fearing that Duan Yijun would throw herself down in anger, Nan Yuan hugged his neck tightly with her arms, ready to depend on him to the death.

Duan Yijun said indifferently: "It's just that the moment you fall into his arms, you smell like him all over your body?"

Nan Yuan hurriedly lowered her head and smelled the smell on her body. It may be that the lack of appetite for a while has made her weak and unable to distract herself from thinking about other things. Now that she smells it like this, it really smells like Cang Jue Xuan's body.

Nan Yuan struggled to get down from Duan Yijun's arms: "I'm going to take a bath, I..."

When she got down, another one couldn't stand firmly, and almost fell directly to the ground, but fortunately, Duan Yijun stretched out his hand to support her.

Not only the small face, but even the arm that Duan Yijun reached out to hold was so thin that only bones remained.

Duan Yijun asked distressedly: "What's the matter? Didn't you eat well in the general's mansion?"

Nan Yuan glanced at Duan Yijun's face, then shook her head: "No, it's because the food at the General's Mansion is so delicious, I couldn't eat anything along the way, which caused the acclimatization."

"It deserves it." Duan Yijun frowned and said about her appearance, which gave Nan Yuan a heavy blow.

In her imagination, Duan Yijun should be very happy for her arrival, and then hug her tightly to welcome her.

But now, he frowned the first time he saw her, and he didn't relax until now, still saying that she deserved it.

Nan Yuan pursed her lips, lowered her head unhappily, and heard Duan Yijun ask lightly: "Why did you come here if you didn't stay in the general's mansion well?"

Nan Yuan pinched her fingers, but finally she couldn't help but shed tears in her eyes, and said in a crying voice, "Because I miss you, I miss you!"

Duan Yijun stretched out his hand, held Nan Yuan's chin, and asked her to raise her head. She saw the tears welling up in her big eyes at a glance, and couldn't help feeling heartbroken, and said lightly, "Don't cry."

"I'm going to cry, I'm going to cry." Nan Yuan was embraced by Duan Yijun again, just happened to pat Duan Yijun's shoulder with her empty hands, and the tears in her eyes flowed more happily.

"You..." Before Nan Yuan could say a word, Duan Yijun grabbed her and spun her around. She didn't know where the support came from behind, supporting her back, which also made her have nowhere to retreat. His thin lips grabbed her red lips and kissed her hard.

It may be because of long-term longing, but Duan Yijun's request is like a surging sea, which ruthlessly annihilated Nan Yuan, directly forgetting his grievance and crying.

It wasn't until Nan Yuan was about to suffocate that Duan Yijun slowly loosened Nan Yuan's red lips. Nan Yuan's face was flushed red from holding her breath, and she couldn't help panting. Although her brain was blank, her hands unconsciously put on Duan Yijun's arm With a blushing face, he took Duan Yijun's arm out of his clothes, and said shyly, "What are you doing?"

This pink and tender appearance looks much better than the weak and pale appearance just now. Duan Yijun wrapped his arms around Nan Yuan's waist again, lowered his head and pecked her red lips dissatisfied, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Can't help it."

(End of this chapter)