Nangong Yuanyi had such a strong aura when he was angry that An Xiyue immediately retracted her head in fright, "I didn't mean anything else... I just..."
"You are teasing me again. We are not married yet. Why does the word "husband" sound so ambiguous?"
An Xiyue's eyelashes were fluttering, looking as cute as a fan.
Nangong Yuanyi had never seen An Xiyue behave like a child who had done something wrong in front of him.
Nangong Yuanyi's throat slipped, and she pulled An Xiyue up and walked out.
Because An Xiyue was not sitting in the VIP seat originally, he still sat in his original position after the dance.
Mei Shuqing was already drunk and confused, and Shangguan Yu was like a fool. No one except Mei Shuqing could shock the ripples in her heart, so they didn't notice An Xiyue's departure.
An Xiyue didn't know why, and didn't want to be too pushy, so she had to let Nangong Yuanyi pull her out.
Seeing that there was no one around, An Xiyue said, "Why are you dragging me out? His Highness the Crown Prince's performance is also very exciting. I have never seen a sword dance, which can turn hurtful weapons into dazzling and colorful skills. The Crown Prince also It’s amazing.”
Although Nangong Yuanyi drank, he was not drunk. An Xiyue's eyes were as bright as the stars and the moon. At this moment, her eyes were full of praise, and her every smile was her appreciation for other men.
"Xiao Yue'er, you praise others in front of me, I'm jealous."
Nangong Yuanyi's calm and profound eyes were like two glacial lakes that had not melted for thousands of years. He was telling An Xiyue that he was not joking.
An Xiyue has never seen him be so childish. In her impression, Nangong Yuanyi will always be a carefree and uninhibited dandy.
Like a god, he can instantly appear in front of her in critical moments, making her increasingly inseparable from him.
He is like an evil demon, capable of making his enemies vomit blood without even using his fists. Even if they bar their teeth and claws, they can't do anything to him.
He is not afraid of his status or the oppression of powerful people. He can fight whoever he wants, but he can only treat her tenderly.
In An Xiyue's heart, no matter how good or handsome the man next to him is, it is not as important as him.
Now he told her that he was jealous and seemed angry when she complimented another man.
An Xiyue suddenly covered her mouth and laughed sweetly. The clear and sweet voice sounded to Nangong Yuanyi and had already been embedded in his soul, making him unable to extricate himself.
When Nangong Yuanyi hugged her tightly, and her sexy and charming thin lips touched An Xiyue's cherry lips, An Xiyue only felt that her head went blank, and the collision of ice and fire made her forget everything around her.
She just wanted to sink into the warmth of this moment.
Nangong Yuanyi didn't let go of An Xiyue until she almost died from the kiss.
An Xiyue didn't know how to respond to him. She stood in the cold wind like a fool, her face red and hot. There was a lake next to her, and she wanted to fall in.
Nangong Yuanyi could hear An Xiyue's nervous heartbeat, and the spring light in An Xiyue's eyes was reflected in his blazing black pupils. He knew that she was in love.
Looking at the young woman with budding love, Nangong Yuanyi held her in his arms again.
This time he was not as eager as before. He was extra cautious, gently kissing her eyelashes and her cheeks, until he kissed her lips again. Nangong Yuanyi seemed to be unsatisfied and rubbed her hard. Come into your arms...
