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"Master, it's very late tonight, let's rest here." Hua Mei hammered Nan Fengqian's shoulder and looked at the sky outside.

"Okay." A new restaurant was opened next to Bi'anxiang, and the wine was filled with fragrance. The restaurant had two floors, but the second floor was not open, so no one could enter. Only the first floor was open. The restaurant was named Zui Linglong.

Which restaurant opened by Nanfengqian in Shenhui City is the name of?

"Where is Mu Li?" Nan Fengqian felt a little guilty when he thought of the stubborn little monk.

"There is a Dunlun Temple in Nanzhou. He went there recently. It's very safe."

After Hua Mei retreated, Nan Fengqian felt that there was a figure in the room, and the figure surrounded her waist from behind. The warm breath pounced behind her ears.

"My store has only been open for two days." Nan Fengqian felt helpless for a moment. He had been open for two days and Yue Mei was managing it on weekdays. Why did this guy find out so quickly?

"I have telepathy with you." Nan Yuchen's low magnetic voice sounded in Nan Fengqian's ears, with a hint of fatigue.

"Very tired?" Nan Fengqian turned around, looked at the latter, and saw the fatigue on Nan Yuchen's face.

"Yeah." Nodded. If someone's aggrieved expression was seen by Leng Yue and Leng Yu, he would probably feel that he was blind again.

"Are you very busy with Nanyu's family?" He rubbed his forehead with some pain. Nan Fengqian's comfortable technique made someone feel happy.

"The Nanyu family has recently had an insider and are dealing with these things today. What about you? How is Dandao Pavilion living?"

"It's okay." Nodded. Nan Fengqian planned not to tell A Chen about Nan Fengwu for now. He is so busy that she doesn't want to let his affairs distract him anymore.

"You want to cooperate with the Dugu family?" Someone with a well-informed person stared at Nan Fengqian with his glass eyes, and the trace of jealousy was captured by the latter.

With a chuckle, Nan Fengqian helped Nan Yuchen to the bed and reached out to rub his forehead. "Some things are easier for him to do than me."

"Well. Just be careful." Nan Yuchen knew that his young wife needed room for growth, so he would not interfere. But all these things must be safe for his little Qianer.

"Don't worry, I'll go to Zhongzhou to find you soon." Nan Fengqian blinked, and cunning flashed in his phoenix eyes. Seeing Nan Yuchen moved his throat, he raised his lips and kissed him.

The wet kiss made Nan Fengqian unconsciously cater to him. Her cater to him made Nan Yuchen feel heart-warming, and his big hand wrapped around Nan Fengqian's waist, bringing her whole body to her side.

Someone's tongue was constantly sieging the city and the strong attack made Nan Fengqian passively accept it for a while. Occasionally, someone would let her breathe for a while, and then chase her like a little rabbit.

When she was not paying attention, the two of them had fallen slowly on the bed. Nan Yuchen supported himself with his arms to prevent him from pressing against the little baby under him.

Nan Fengqian's hands unconsciously hugged Nan Yuchen's neck, responding to his movements. This made Nan Yuchen even more bold.

The hands began to become a little irregular.

When his hand was placed somewhere, Nan Fengqian felt a trembling body. The feeling of fear but wanting more made her feel strange. For a moment, she did not push his hand away.

This default action made Nan Yuchen become more and more bold, and his hands start to knead boldly. The other one became more irregular.

When those hands began to take off her clothes irregularly, Nan Feng Qian opened his phoenix eyes and pulled his hand.

The old idea that only after marriage can be done, rushed into Nan Fengqian's mind, making her blush.

Nan Yuchen thought she was angry and immediately felt at a loss. "Qianqian, that me, didn't mean it. I."

"My reason." Nan Fengqian whispered, and a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes. He and she had too many things to do now, and getting married was still too far away.

"Qianqian, you are eighteen in three months, right?" After kissing, Nan Yuchen looked at the charming little wife in front of him in a hoarse voice. What Nan Fengqian thought was also what he thought. He wanted to give her a grand wedding and then give her an unforgettable first time, but he was anxious.

How could Nan Fengqian not understand someone's hint? His face turned red, like a fire burning cloud, and nodded indefinitely, making Nan Yuchen's heart burn.

"When all those things are handled, let's get married." One sentence warmed Nan Fengqian's heart.

"Okay." The promise comes from this.
Chapter completed!