Mrs. Ruanmeng is a little ancestor

Chapter 287 Seems to be...no smell

After receiving her reply, An Qianyin took another step forward, her warm breath hitting his neck, it was itchy and crispy.

Nan Caijie swallowed calmly, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes flicked around, but he dared not look at the girl in his arms alone.

He was afraid, afraid that his self-control would be defeated by her.

The moonlight above his head hit An Qianyin's little red face, blurring and bewitching.

There is also a strong smell of alcohol on the body.

Nan Caijie frowned when she smelled her body, "You drank too much."

It annoyed him just thinking about it.

Seeing her like this made her even angrier.

I taught her not to drink alcohol several times before, but she just didn't listen, if it wasn't for her meeting another man this time.

Just thinking about it, Nan Caijie's eyes could freeze to the point of freezing.

Not to mention that she still has this charming and charming look.

All thoughts about the man with the stick in his mind were completely dissipated.

If it's not her, what should she do, and what should he do? !

Nan Caijie lowered his head, and wanted to teach her a lesson, so that she must remember it well, but before the words came out of his throat, a sweet voice came out of his arms.

The girl in the arms squinted her eyes halfway, apparently not noticing that there was something wrong with the current situation, she was probably pushed by someone, and she didn't even know about falling into this hole.

I don't know what An Qianyin thought of, her expression seemed to be quite puzzled, "Professor Nan, it's really strange."

After finishing speaking, An Qianyin stretched out her pink fingers and lightly touched his face.

It seems to be picking d, and it seems to be caressing. m.

"You said why when I looked at you today, I thought about it and suddenly thought of the scene of kissing you when we met for the first time?"

As soon as An Qianyin's words came out, Nan Caijie froze in place on the spot, his expressionless face began to show a trace of warmth.

I don't know what it feels like to be lingering in my heart, I just know that I like this feeling and her appearance very much.

"You drank too much." Nan Caijie repeated again, but it seemed that this sentence was not meant for An Qianyin, but for himself, in order to regain his sanity.

"Why do you say that is, eh? Why."

An Qianyin pouted and asked, standing on tiptoe, keeping her hands from his face.

The bright z and c seem to be easily touched by him as long as he lowers his head again.

As long as he dares.

He swallowed his saliva again, his heart was on fire, as if two forces were fighting.

Rationality and sensibility are incompatible. If it weren't for his forced self-control, it would be difficult for Nan Caijie to guarantee what he would do.

He suppressed it again and again, but it seemed more difficult to control.

At this time, he lowered his head, the tip of his nose was facing hers, and the warm breaths of each other intertwined.

Nan Caijie's eyes flickered, as if a hot flame was burning in them.

Burning out his proud self-control time and time again.

An Qianyin only felt a little itchy, and restlessly touched her face, which made the veins on Nan Caijie's forehead faintly visible.

She pointed to Nan Caijie's c, like a curious baby, slightly frosted, "Although I have touched it twice, I still don't know what it tastes like."

As An Qianyin said, she leaned up and touched her again.

Clusters of fireworks exploded in Nan Caijie's mind with a "bang", and his eyes suddenly looked down, facing An Qianyin's smiling eyes and triumphant smile.

"It seems...it doesn't smell like..."

　I'm really afraid that if I write too ambiguously, I will be locked

　　
　
(End of this chapter)