I Always Want Mr. Heinan

Chapter 23: 23. The mouth is wrong

Throwing down the scissors room butler and rushed to the third floor.

There is nothing in the room, as it was before.

Obviously, Luan Xiaotian never came back at night.

"Find!"

With just one word, the housekeeper could feel Nan Yukong's emotional breakdown.

He can also be regarded as an old man who watched the three young masters grow up. He can't guarantee that he understands his thoughts 100%, at least 50% can be accurate.

Nan Yukong, who stumbled downstairs, looked for a circle in the yard without finding a single figure.

He really regretted sending back all the people arranged by his grandma.

"Three young masters! Three young masters..." The housekeeper rushed from the back of the villa to Nan Yukong out of breath, "Miss Luan is behind the house...behind..."

Luan Xiaotian put his forehead against the wall, still holding a paintbrush in his hand, but motionless.

"Xiaotian?" Nan Yukong cautiously shouted, frowning.

Luan Xiaotian jumped on his back together in a brisk rhythm.

Fell asleep?

Looking at it again, the canvas on the wall has more small squares, and the squares are all orchids of different shapes.

Because of his words, she practiced orchid all night?

Nan Yukong laughed, laughing at her like a fool, with a tendon.

The sound of water running in the bathroom.

Soon after, there was a girl lying on the bed covered in colored paint.

The girl is very thin, thin and small, and the clothes on her body can't support it at all.

Nan Yukong washed the paint off his hands, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the delicate face with delicate features, unconsciously put his hands on it.

One, two, three, four...

The girl seemed to feel something, her long eyelashes flicked twice, but she did not open her eyes.

With a crisp sound, Wu Nong whispered in his mouth, "Don't buckle, it hurts."

There was a tingling sensation from Nan Yukong's hand, and he couldn't help laughing.

Even if the paint on his face is dry, I can still sleep. I really don't care about that beautiful face.

But Luan Xiaotian still felt that someone was touching her, and the continuous pain did not stop.

She endured her sleepiness and finally opened her eyes, and an enlarged smiling face was a few centimeters away from herself.

Her pupils shrunk, and she squeezed her body back half a meter away.

"Mr. Nan, what are you doing!" Luan Xiaotian held his shoulders in both hands, protecting himself, for fear that Nan Yukong would do anything excessive.

Being so close made her breathing tense.

If you get closer... if you get closer, that's it!

Nan Yukong pointed to his right cheek at the frightened person in Xiaolu.

Luan Xiaotian put his hand on his right cheek as he wanted, only then did he realize that his face was getting hot.

I was nervous: "I didn't do this because of you!"

Oh! Why did you tell me when I was nervous!

Is it not enough to feel embarrassed?

I lost my shame at my grandma's house!

"I know that your face is filled with paint because you are painting, no need to explain." Turning around, Nan Yukong's eyes are full of inescapable warmth, and the corners of his lips are full of intoxicating smiles. Went to the bathroom.

Nan Yukong's back disappeared in the corner of the bathroom, and suddenly she became messy.

what? ! !

No matter how she heard it, she said that she blushed because she thought Nan Yukong wanted to kiss her.

I really want to scold myself!

Damn Luan Xiaotian, Luan Xiaotian, it's an extraordinary ability to fall asleep with his face on the paint.

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