princess poisonous

But Qingyun is really a very special existence to her, and she can't see Qingyun being sad, every time she sees him sad, her heart feels like being pulled by something.

Ugh!

What's wrong with her?

Fortunately, three days passed quickly, and she just needs to coax Na Hanjue more these days!

At night, as usual, Na Hanjue koala wrapped around Qingge's body, but when he lowered his head, he smelled a different fragrance from Qingge's neck. It smelled good, but he didn't like it. He still liked Qingge's body That kind of elegant and delicate fragrance is the kind of natural daughter's fragrance, not the smell of this perfume.

"Ge'er, have you used perfume?" He frowned and asked.

"No." Qingge turned to look at him.

"The smell on your body is different." Na Hanjue looked at her, and suddenly picked up the jade pendant on her neck and sniffed it, frowning even tighter, "It turned out to be this ghost thing, take it off quickly, it stinks to death Already!"

"What? Does the jade pendant stink?" Qingge took it curiously and put it under her nose to smell it, then smiled, "Where does it stink, it smells so good!"

"I don't like it, take it away!" The domineering tyrant revealed his true colors.

"Okay, okay, can't I put it aside?" Qingge smiled indulgently, took off the jade pendant, and put it on the bedside.

Na Hanjue leaned over again, hugged Qingge's body, sniffed her neck, closed her eyes contentedly, "Well, this is the taste of my Geer!"

Qingge was amused by him and giggled, "Hey! Jue, do you know? I saw on TV that pigs have sharper noses than dogs, so there are not only police dogs but also police pigs in the police force! Zhuo Yilin is a police pig!"

"Little girl! You're going round and round and calling me a pig!" Na Hanjue gritted his teeth, leaned up and pressed on her, "See how I deal with you!"

He raised and lowered his hands to pick Qingge's weak spot to grab, teasing Qingge screamed, curled up into a ball, and begged for mercy after a while: "I was wrong, can't I be wrong? Don't dare next time." !"

"That's about the same." Satisfied, the tyrant rolled over and lay back on the bed triumphantly.

Qingge looked at his triumphant and monstrous face, his slightly upturned eyes, the brilliance overflowing from his eyes, and it was unbelievably alluring. It was such a man who was as beautiful as a demon, and she painted him into a pig's face that day!

Suddenly, she missed her so much, she turned her back, secretly took out her phone, and looked at Na Hanjue with a pig face!

"What are you looking at?" Na Hanjue poked his head over, just in time to see his black pig face, his face collapsed immediately, and he reached out to grab the phone, "Don't look at this!"

"Why? It's so cute!" Qingge held up her phone and hid to the side, "I want to watch it!"

"Don't look at it!" How could he really obediently let her draw that kind of thing on his face, and she would ruin his fame for the rest of his life!

He struggled to grab it, Qingge tried to hide, making a fuss, Qingge fell off the bed with a "bang".

"Ouch!" Qingge cried out in pain, covering her ankle, her long hair hanging down to cover her face.

"What's the matter? What's the matter? Did it hurt from the fall?" Na Hanjue grabbed her with his long arm and pulled her into his arms, "Where did you fall? Where does it hurt? Tell me, let me show you!"

Qingge didn't speak, but shrugged her shoulders, as if crying, Na Hanjue suddenly became anxious, "Good boy! Tell me, where does it hurt? Do you want me to call the doctor? Forget it, I'll call the doctor ..."