Author: Wei Mo Chu

Can I kiss you?

The sweetness is so strong!

Jiang Beiting felt that the string of his reason was suddenly broken. He cupped Nan Qingqing's cheek and poured out endless malice.

He originally expected this malice to frighten the little woman in front of him and run away, but instead of running away, the hot breath in her eyes enveloped all his malice.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and Jiang Beiting began to feel at a loss.

He was used to facing everything alone, but when he faced Nan Qingqing's tolerance, he backed down.

Nan Qingqing closed her eyes and waited for a passionate kiss. What was the result?

Jiang Beiting ran away, carrying the bowl of soup that he had finished drinking.

Only the creaking door reminded her that it was not her illusion just now.

After a long while, Nan Qingqing suddenly laughed. She held her belly and laughed quite hard.

She didn't expect Jiang Beiting to run away.

It’s not like the two of them have ever kissed before, so why were they scared away?

After laughing, Nan Qingqing rubbed her belly and recalled Jiang Beiting's reaction. Originally, she was only interested in his identity and wanted to marry Jiang Beiting because of the original owner's last wish. Now she really has feelings for Jiang Beiting.

Somewhat interested.

Yawning, the bitter taste emerged again. Nan Qingqing finished the candy in her mouth and got out of bed to rinse her mouth.

She shouted at the door: "If you don't come back tonight, don't come back again!"

There was a sound at the door, and then silence fell again.

Nan Qingqing had no choice but to get into bed, it was so cold without anyone in bed.

Fortunately, the quilt was very thick, and although there was no man like a furnace to hold her, I could barely fall asleep.

Nan Qingqing closed her eyes and let herself fall into a deep sleep. Regardless of whether she wanted to or not, there was nothing she could do if Jiang Beiting made up his mind not to come back.

At this time, Jiang Beiting was sitting on a stone pier at the entrance of the courtyard.

The cold night wind did not make him feel uncomfortable, but instead made him feel a little relaxed.

A cigarette was handed over to him, and Huang Haibo sat next to Jiang Beiting.

"Brother Ting, are you cowardly?"

Huang Haibo teased him, and Jiang Beiting signaled him to light a fire.

In the dark night, the sparks on the cigarette are bright and dim, echoing the stars in the sky.

Jiang Beiting slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and the pungent gas was discharged from his lungs, which made his mind clear up a lot.

"Shut up!"

Huang Haibo leaned against the stone pier, holding the cigarette with his fingers and flicking the ashes on it.

A sigh emerged slowly.

"Brother Ting, I want to get a wife!"

Huang Haibo stroked his short hair, and the clear stubble of hair swept across the palm of his hand, causing a tingling sensation. In his mind, Lin Qiuping's bold display of love was in his mind.

At their age, they are not young boys, so they know how rare it is to be cared about by a woman.

Jiang Beiting hummed: "Marry!"

Huang Haibo smiled bitterly: "Easier said than done!"

If Jiang Beiting hadn't been targeted by Nan Qingqing, he probably would never have gotten married. Their lives were not in their own hands, and sacrifices could occur at any time.

It's easy to get a wife and have children, but what happens after they die?

Huang Haibo took another puff of cigarette and exhaled: "I envy Bosch very much. Even though he is careless all day long and sounds like a sissy, everyone wants to change his face, but he lives a comfortable life!"

A sneer was Jiang Beiting's answer to him.

Huang Haibo also knew that Jiang Beiting didn't care about these things.

"When you and your sister-in-law get married, live a good life. The plans of the old man and others are theirs!"

Huang Haibo finally said what he wanted to say.

Compared with other brothers who came here to carry out orders, he hoped that Jiang Beiting could do what he liked.

He has given enough. Over the years, without Jiang Beiting, they would have died countless times.

Huang Haibo is an orphan. He used to fight to survive, but now he still fights to survive, but there is another Jiang Beiting in his life. He is Huang Haibo's family.

He only hoped that Jiang Beiting could survive.

After smoking a cigarette, Jiang Beiting patted himself, trying to get rid of the smell of smoke.

Jiang Beiting took Huang Haibo back to the house to sleep, but when he arrived at the door, Huang Haibo pushed him away.

"What's the point of sleeping with us when you marry a wife and then marry her?"

Jiang Beiting was stunned. He did not expect Huang Haibo to do this.

Watching the door being closed, he was unable to push it open again.

Returning to his room again, Jiang Beiting stood by the bed, looking at the little woman who kicked off the quilt, and helplessly helped her cover the quilt, but her hand was grabbed by Nan Qingqing.

"cold!"

Jiang Beiting almost cursed and kicked off the quilt. It's strange that he wasn't cold.

But if he were asked to leave at this time, he really couldn't do it.

It wasn't that he couldn't stay up late, it was because Nan Qingqing grabbed his hand and put it under the pillow.

If Jiang Beiting took his hand away abruptly, he would definitely wake Nan Qingqing up, and she wouldn't know how she would pester him by then.

Finally, for the sake of his arms, Jiang Beiting opened the quilt and got into bed.

"cold!"

There was another murmur, and Jiang Beiting felt Nan Qingqing's evasive movements and realized that he had not taken off his clothes.

The quilt was not big, so he really couldn't escape Nan Qingqing's touch, but his clothes were cold and stiff, making it really difficult to warm him.

"let go!"

The low-pitched reminder was met with a mumble from Nan Qingqing. Fortunately, she let go.

Jiang Beiting only took off his jacket and pants and lay down again. Nan Qingqing, who had just dodged, rolled directly into his arms as accurately as a detector.

If he hadn't fallen asleep, she probably could have taken off all his clothes.

"uncomfortable!"

He obviously fell asleep, but his mouth was not idle.

Jiang Beiting's stiff body relaxed, but Nan Qingqing was still not satisfied.

It felt like her little hands had slipped through the hem of his clothes, grabbing his belly and not letting go. She had heated one side of the iron and then switched it to the other, really using him as an iron.

Jiang Beiting also saw that someone could be so agile after falling asleep.

If it weren't for repeatedly confirming that Nan Qingqing was asleep, Jiang Beiting would have suspected that she was faking it.

He originally thought that hugging the person would calm Nan Qingqing enough to continue sleeping, but just as he was about to close his eyes and rest, Nan Qingqing started to move again.

"uncomfortable!"

After she finished speaking about her discomfort, Jiang Beiting felt that his clothes might be torn. To be on the safe side, he chose to save his clothes and decisively gave up his plan to sleep in his shirt.

All the heat on the man's body was released as his shirt was removed.

Nan Qingqing pressed her face against Jiang Beiting's chest. Maybe it was really comfortable, and she let out a comfortable breath uncontrollably.

Jiang Beiting gritted his teeth and straightened his teeth.

He thought his plan to go back to the house to sleep was a mistake.

Where can I sleep here?

The woman who looked like a water demon in his arms not only used his body as an iron, but also used his legs as well.

Even the snake spirits are not as good at pestering people as she is.

Snake Spirit: You praise your wife for not stepping on me!
Chapter completed!