The moment Yu Yuehan saw the tears in her eyes, he froze a little.
Nian Xiaomu is very independent.
Normally, she would rarely rely on him, let alone cry in front of him for the slightest thing.
But just now, she cried at the wound on his back.
Was it for him that she cried?
It should have been heartbreaking, but what was wrong with him being a little happy?
Yu Yuehan’s long fingers stroked her cheek, and his voice was dull as he repeated what she had just said, “Want to marry? Hmm?”
When he was subconsciously about to say, “Then we’ll get married, Nian Xiaomu had already raised the back of her hand and wiped away her tears herself.
A serious look at him.
“Although moved to marry, but I think about it, must not marry like this, in case it produces a bad education for you, in the future when something happens, all desperate to lunge forward, to toss themselves all over the wound let me moved how? For the sake of a small punishment, from now on you dare to let yourself get hurt once, our wedding date will be postponed for a year!”
What?
He was so handsome and heroic to save the beauty, no credit but also hard work.
One second she was hugging him, moved like she was about to break.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into him wanting to cry ……
Yu Yuehan couldn’t laugh anymore and strangled her slim waist, “Nian Xiaomu, are you serious?”
“Couldn’t be more serious! You quickly spread your hands, I’ll rub you for a while longer.” Nian Xiaomu slapped him once and stood up from his arms.
Just as she touched his back, she heard Yu Yuehan muffle a grunt.
“Nian Xiaomu, it hurts, it’s killing me!”
Nian Xiaomu: “……”
She hasn’t even started rubbing yet, where’s the drama queen?
Wasn’t it just now that she was holding back quite well, not even grunting.
“Then I’ll be a bit lighter.” Nian Xiaomu bristled and smoothed the revitalising oil.
Just as she was about to put her hand on it, she heard him give another ow.
“Nian Xiaomu, it’s not just my back, my body hurts all over now.”
“Snap!”
Nian Xiaomu slapped him on the back, “Don’t talk nonsense, how can you die so well? A scourge like you will have to live for at least a hundred years.”
“Why not?” Yu Yuehan turned around and took her hand, making her press it to her chest.
“Touch it, my fiancée doesn’t want me and is dying of heartache.”
Nian Xiaomu: “……”
Nian Xiaomu ended up, somehow, being coaxed into bed by him pretending to be in pain.
By the time she came back to her senses, it was too late.
A certain person was playing up the fact that her wound was sore and she needed to be comforted, and he was “bullying” her from head to toe.
When she was so titillated that she curled up on her toes and waited for him to attack, he suddenly stopped.
He forced her to ask at a crucial moment.
“Nian Xiaomu, the wedding date is not postponed.”
“Hmm?”
“What you say doesn’t count, the wedding date is not postponed, we have to hurry up and get married.”
“……”
She opened her eyes in a daze, her vision blurred by the tears already flooding her eyes.
She could only vaguely see the nice outline of his handsome face.
Beads of sweat had been dripping down his forehead because of the emotion that had moved him.
Sliding over a perfect jaw ……
The demonic pupils of his son, dark and shiny, like a cheetah staring at its prey, were patiently waiting for the right moment.
Nian Xiaomu didn’t want to pay attention to him, so he kept waiting.
Waiting until she couldn’t take it anymore, calling him an A**hole and telling him to hurry up.
“Let’s say the wedding date first and listen to me.” Yu Yuehan buried his head into her hair and kissed his way down her hair to her ear, opening his lips with an inch.
Nian Xiaomu didn’t say anything, and showed her protest by slapping him on the back of the head.
She cursed in her mind that if she ever let him into her bed again, she would take his name!
