Chapter 1300 - 1320: Showering in His Shirt
Speechless said: "What did I do to you? If I had known you were Situ Yan’s person, I wouldn’t have helped you that day."
"You—!"
Rasha’er stamped her foot.
"You don’t need to see me off, I can walk by myself!" After saying this, she stepped forward and took Nangong Feihong’s luggage, then turned around and walked ahead.
After a few steps, she suddenly stopped.
She turned around and looked at Nangong Feihong.
Nangong Feihong still stood there stunned, his face devoid of any particular expression.
She thought of yesterday when Nangong Feihong helped her apply medicine, and even helped her block the knife.
Her eyes showed a hint of complexity. Suddenly, she dropped the luggage in her hands and ran toward Nangong Feihong.
Standing on tiptoe, she directly hugged Nangong Feihong’s head and kissed his lips.
Nangong Feihong was utterly shocked.
Soft lips unexpectedly fell upon his.
Though this wasn’t his first kiss, a girl so boldly kissing him for the first time like this was novel.
At this moment, his entire fatigue seemed to awaken completely.
Yet, his mind was blank.
The only scent around him was the faint exotic fragrance from the girl, appearing quite distinct in the busy airport hall.
Meanwhile, Qin Yi stood not far away, watching this scene, his expression gradually deepening.
Rasha’er kissed for a while, and when Nangong Feihong finally reacted, he immediately struggled, pushing Rasha’er away from him.
"You... you’re crazy!" he said, wiping his lips.
Rasha’er stumbled back a step, also raised her hand, rubbing her lips.
"I’m leaving!" Rasha’er, her face flushed red, turned around, picked up her luggage, and quickly walked toward the check-in area.
"Hey!" Nangong Feihong incredulously watched the girl’s escaping figure, looking furious.
This woman, she must be insane!
Daring to kiss him forcefully!
Hearing footsteps, Nangong Feihong turned around.
He saw Qin Yi standing beside him, lips slightly pressed.
Nangong Feihong’s face darkened, extending his hand, he punched Qin Yi’s chest and gritted his teeth: "Go ahead and laugh, what’s the big deal!"
After saying this, he glanced at Rasha’er’s departing back, wiped his lips, and turned around, striding away.
Dammit, why did it feel like his mouth was full of that woman’s taste!
Rasha’er completed her check, then turned around.
Just in time to see Nangong Feihong’s departing figure.
She slightly tightened her grip on the ticket in her hand.
Nangong Feihong, wait for me, I will definitely be back!
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For several days, Xia Xiaonuan was subjected to varying degrees of physical "challenges" from Nangong Yaoling.
Being required to wear transparent pajamas while sleeping was one thing, but changing into different ones every day was another.
Each one bolder than the last.
The difference between wearing and not wearing was like the difference between woman and female allure.
Not wearing meant she was a woman, wearing meant she was female allure.
Xia Xiaonuan was taking a shower, the mist filling the air when the bathroom door was opened.
Nangong Yaoling threw a white shirt over her head.
"Nangong—Yaoling!" Xia Xiaonuan couldn’t tolerate it.
Nangong Yaoling stepped forward directly, helping her to dress in the shirt...
"I’m showering!" She glared at the handsome man in front of her, gritting her teeth.
How was she supposed to put clothes on when soaking wet?
"Wear it while showering!" The man ordered arrogantly.
"Why? How can I shower with it on?"
"I like it." Nangong Yaoling smiled wickedly, lifting her chin, his eyes lowered.
The air was filled with humid mist.
He looked at the woman’s graceful figure, wrapped in his oversized white shirt. The shirt, soaked wet, immediately exposed her curves.