"Uncle...I, I'm not inattentive...I, I'm thinking..." Her lips trembled slightly, considering her words.

Hmm, she was really thinking.

Thinking about how this man is so amazing.

Think about why he always brings miracles.

"You don't need to think about being with me." Dongfang Yunhe stretched out his finger, and unexpectedly flicked a crunchy head on her forehead.

"Hiss—it hurts! I hate it!" Nalan Xiner puffed up her mouth.

"Because I will think about everything for you." Dongfang Yunhe's cold fingertips whirled softly on her forehead, stroking the place where her brain collapsed just now, stroking it, and couldn't help lowering her head and kissing.

Only then did I feel relieved, and continued: "You rest your head. You think so much all day, so you are not tired."

Nalan Xin'er talked back unconvincedly: "Then which stinky man said before that if he is not strong and has no ability, relying on others is not going to go long? Is there any stinky man who said that he wants me to practice my skills and be alone What smelly man has said..."

Dongfang Yunhe curled his lips helplessly: "That was before."

Before, he was indeed the smelly man in her mouth.

In the past, when he first saw her, he was only interested in her. Seeing her stubbornly trying to create a world in Nalan’s house, seeing her working hard but being looked down upon by others as a waste, he kindly helped her. One hand, knowing that it is impossible to protect her all the time, he "cruelly" taught her to achieve everything on her own.

But now, where do you still think so?

Today, he can't wait to hold her in his mouth, and tie her to his belt, for fear that the scum will make new tricks, for fear that the national husband, mysterious cousin and foreign miscellaneous hair will approach her and take her from Snatched from him.

He regrets a little bit now.

If she is the kind of little woman who listens to him everything, maybe it's okay!

Raised her to be dark and cunning, a little slippery, and sometimes unable to grasp.

"Okay, has the smelly man corrected his evil?" Nalan Xin'er couldn't help muttering. There was a touch of sweetness in my heart. The uncle said that it was a previous idea. Does it prove that he is now more and more different in his heart?

"Well, in some respects, change the evil and return to the right. In some..." Dongfang Yunhe gently attached to her ear, "Master wants to be more evil..."

"Hate!" Nalan Xiner groaned.

The two of them flirted like this ~ scolded and walked out of the barracks gate.

The familiar jet black car parked outside, quietly, glowing with mystery and sexuality at night.

Nalan Xiner felt that she had been taken away by her uncle. Now that she saw something with smooth curves, she felt a sense of sex.

He pulled the hand of the car door, the cold smell exuding from him, the car seat was full of elastic touch... She all felt very sexual!

It seems that a certain switch of his body was turned on by him, and he became particularly sensitive.

Dongfang Yunhe fastened her seat belt and started the car.

The car was racing on the road in the wild, and there was a smell of silent but sparkling in the air, which made people nervous slightly.

After about a quarter of an hour, I was far away from Beijiao Daying.

"Gah—"

There was a sudden brake.

Dongfang Yunhe parked the car steadily beside the largest canal outside the Imperial City, the Beijiang Canal.

There is no one in the four fields, only the night wind whispers.

The man turned his head, his voice was full of bewitching: "Little things..."

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