Jiang Chengjia fell into his arms with the trend. In a panic, he looked up and happened to meet his dark black eyes.

Look at each other for thousands of years.

Ning Nanyou shrewd: "Don't leave. Aluo, stay by my side."

Jiang Chengjia felt his abnormality, turned around, hugged his neck and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why has it been weird since I came in?"

Ning Nanyou walked around her slender waist from behind, locked her tightly in his arms, and put her slightly pointed jaw on her shoulders. He smelled the faint fragrance on her body and said nostalgic: "I had a nightmare and was very scared. So don't leave."

He has never been like this.

Jiang Chengjia shook all over, shrugged her shoulders, relieved her body's stalemate, stretched out her cold hand, gently stroked her face, and smiled gently, "Why do you look like a child?"

Ning Nanyou didn't care about these things and didn't listen to her helplessness.

He dragged her into his arms, held her onto the bed, and then wrapped Jiang Chengjia tightly.

She was really puzzled, and was ridiculous by his actions: "Well, I'm going to be breathless, why are you holding me like this?"

The young man ignored her resistance and continued to hold her.

Jiang Chengjia continued, "You get up and I'll rub your knees. I brought the ointment and applied it tonight, and it won't happen in the next few days."

The young man lowered her forehead, his cold thin lips in the dark, seized the opportunity and kissed her rosy and soft lips.

A lingering kiss made Jiang Chengjia almost breathless.

The girl was completely annoyed, pushed him away with force, clenched her fists, and slapped him twice. Her soft eyes were filled with light and her coquettishly: "Ning Zhaoyuan!"

The young man smiled softly and stopped fighting her.

Seeing that he turned over and lay flat on the couch, he was obediently still, then took off his breath, slowly leaned over, lifted up his robe, and gently rubbed his knees.

The weak and boneless hands pressed against his knees with their warm palms.

Ning Nanyou felt that the soreness on his legs was healed a lot in an instant. He bent his mouth slightly, smiled bitterly, and thought to himself: In this life, he really can't live without her.

He covered his eyes with his arms, and it was dark, and his mind unconsciously remembered the scene in his dream just now, and he couldn't help but tremble again and again.

Jiang Chengjia's words, "I haven't heard your answer, I have never heard it in my life" made him feel numb again.

The sentence "Why, you can't do what you promised me?" made him feel suffocated and sad.

He suddenly became very obedient and quiet.

Jiang Chengjia felt even more strange.

She asked, "What's wrong with you? Suddenly it's so quiet."

Ning Nan was worried and said nothing.

Jiang Chengjia felt that he was nervous. After putting ointment on his knees, she slept beside him with clothes.

At this time, Langjun put down his arms covering his eyes, looked at her quietly, and asked, "You won't leave."

Jiang Chengjia raised her eyebrows and said with a thick face: "Don't leave. Just sleep here."

The husband smiled slightly: "Then are you afraid that Deng Qing will come suddenly?"

Jiang Chengjia glared at him and cursed softly: "Deng Qing is not a lunatic. It's such a night, why are you suddenly visiting me?"

She took the initiative and got into his arms, then pressed against his clanging chest, grinned with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and said, "I can't sleep alone. Don't talk so much, go to bed!"

A glimmer flashed in the man's eyes, and he held her into his arms, silently.

The reconciliation between the two was at that moment. She didn't want to always make trouble with him. Although she was a little disappointed, she always thought that she was hiding something from him, so she felt much more relieved. And he was even more reluctant to separate from her, so after she threw out the steps, she went down.

He didn't move, Jiang Chengjia raised his head and whispered: "Erlang?"

The man didn't move, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Jiang Chengjia nodded with satisfaction, nestled in his arms, and fell asleep deeply.

She gradually fell asleep and made a silly cry. The husband opened his eyes a crack and it was dark. He fell on her forehead, closed his eyes, and fell asleep tiredly.

The next day, get up early.

The first moment Ning Nanyou opened his eyes, he looked at him. The bedding beside him had been empty. He was shocked and immediately called out: "A Luo?"

There was no sound in the attic, very quiet.

He stood up and saw a white shirt on the table at the head of the bed.

His eyes paused slightly, he lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, and picked up the plain clothes.

Outside the attic, Jiang Chengjia was carrying a large bag of small items and walked towards the stairs with difficulty. Qianshan followed behind him and said, "Girl, let me take it." "Girl, why are you doing so much makeup? Do you want to dress up your son-in-law as a woman?", "Girl, why don't you speak?"

Jiang Chengjia ignored her and continued to walk forward.

She ignored Qianshan since she woke up in the morning.

So Qianshan was frightened and frightened, and repeatedly thought about it, feeling that she had done nothing wrong, but why did her girl just ignore her?

Jiang Chengjia struggled to carry things, walked to the attic, looking up at the tall and narrow cruciferous staircase.

So she turned her head and flew towards Qianshan with a beautiful little white eye, with a chill.

Qianshan shook, and said embarrassedly: "Girl...what is wrong with you? Did I do something wrong with me?"

Jiang Chengjia didn't say anything, took two steps back, and tried hard, and then he instantly came to the front porch on the top. Sure enough, it was narrow and small here, and there was no guardrail. She was carrying something, just like Ning Nanyou, and almost threw it off.

Qianshan was below, shocked and followed Jiang Chengjia, who was swaying left and right, running around, stretching her arms, afraid that she would fall down.

Suddenly, she had a sudden enlightenment, as if she understood why her master had ignored her since this morning...

Could it be that she was blamed for the place she arranged for her son-in-law, which was too far from the main courtyard? But Deng Qing's guest house only has this attic hidden secret...

Qianshan felt wronged, what could she do?

If Jiang Chengjia heard what Qianshan said at this moment, she would probably be so angry that she could not be amused.

She was not guilty that Qianshan arranged the place too far. She was obviously angry with her. There were so many narrow houses and lofts around her, all on the flat ground, but Qianshan wanted to choose this elevated house on the top.

Jiang Chengjia struggled to carry the bag in his hand and hurriedly pushed open the door.

Inside the house, the young man was half naked and half wearing it. At this moment, he was lifting half of his clothes, bent his knees, lowered his head and tied his belt.

The tight and elastic abdominal muscles were exposed to her vision, and under the morning light of the attic, it formed a graceful and attractive curve, and the gully in the middle slowly emerged downwards. Her eyes were extremely shocked, and it seemed that she had touched some taboo. She looked up and happened to collide with his deep eyes.

The girl's face, as if it had been cooked in water, flew up a red glow, as if it was so hot that it was bubbled.

The thing in her hand fell to the ground with a "thump" because of the sudden softness of her hands.

The husband was also stunned, but after seeing her face showing shyness and redness, he couldn't help but smile and his delicate lips raised.

He stood up, lifted up half of his upper body's clothes, deliberately untied his clothes in front of her, revealing a slightly bronze-colored back. His straight bow was like a straightened bow, blending with straightness, and his strong and burly figure had a perfect curve.

Jiang Chengjia took two steps back, leaned against the wall, took deep breaths, and followed his toned body with his eyes blindly.

Her husband is really blessed by God. He has a stunning appearance and is so convex and straight, like a lush bamboo and forest.

The young man put away his belt, closed his clothes, held his belt, tied a knot, and then walked steadily towards the girl leaning against the wall.

He laughed, she trembled.

"A Luo, when are you going to stare at me?" A low and pleasant voice flowed out of his voice.

The husband supported his slender hands on the wall, used his body as a barrier, and surrounded the little lady in the center.

Jiang Chengjia gulped, swallowed, raised his eyes and met his malicious eyes. He opened his arms and wrapped them around his neck. Then, he raised his little feet, stretched out his cute pink tongue tip, licked Wuhen on the protruding Adam's apple on his neck, and got into his arms.

Then, she clearly felt that the Langjun's body trembled slightly.

She subconsciously catered to the teasing, which aroused Ning Nanyou's inner desire.

Lang Jun's voice inexplicably became extremely hoarse: "A Luo, do you know... a man who wakes up in the morning cannot withstand provocation?"

Jiang Chengjia uh, and after he recovered, he suddenly realized what she had done. Her bright red face added a layer of crimson at this moment, and she whimpered like a kitten, trembling, and then she was about to let go of her arms.

Since she was provoked by her, how could the young man in front of him give up?

He stroked her slender waist, exerted a little force on his big palm, and actually lifted her up.

Jiang Chengjia screamed in surprise, her face turned red, her eyes trembled. Looking at his dark and deep gaze, she panicked and reached her eyes. She stammered: "Erlang..."

She regretted the call, covered her mouth and looked at him awkwardly.

Her gentle and gentle call, as delicate as water, made a ripples in her heart.

His palms slid, supporting the girl's creaking nest. Due to the uneasiness caused by the hanging of his body, Jiang Chengjia immediately wrapped his legs around his thin waist, and his thin body threw himself into his arms.

Embracing the warm fragrance and soft jade into her arms, Ning Nanyou's lips couldn't help but rise, and his heart was ready to move.

He stood in the middle of the house, his strong and strong arms firmly holding her waist and hips, and raised her high. His warm soft lips rubbed the girl's white and moist jade's jaw a few times. Then he bit it lightly, repeatedly grinding it, and sucking a faint red mark.
Chapter completed!