princess poisonous

Na Hanjue black line.

Why does she call him a pig every time?

Wolves are stronger than pigs too!

"I'm not a pig, I'm a wolf! A big bad wolf who wants to eat the little white rabbit!" Na Hanjue made a fierce expression, put her arms around her head, and bit her head crookedly on her neck.

"You scoundrel, you crushed me to death, get down quickly." Not to be outdone, Qingge shook her head to get him away, and bit him on the face.

"Ouch!" Na Hanjue pretended not to be able to hold back Qingge's strength, and was thrown on the bed by her, covering his face and wailing, "It hurts so much!"

Qingge ignored his cuteness and coquettishness, took the thermometer, "Open your mouth!"

"Go and get the armpit, I don't want to swallow it." Na Hanjue frowned in disgust.

He only likes Qingge's lilac tongue, so he doesn't want to hold such a cold thing.

"Trouble!" Qingge had no choice but to take another armpit one for him.

He clamped the thermometer under his armpit with his left arm, but his right hand was not idle, he kept eating Qingge's tofu, Qingge was afraid that his thermometer would be skewed when he was struggling, and the test would not be accurate, so he could only press it with one hand His left arm, the other hand "wrestled" with him.

The final result was that he had finished his body temperature test, and Qingge was sweating profusely from his work. The only consolation was that his body temperature was 36 degrees nine, and he finally had no fever.

"What do you want to eat? I'll ask the kitchen to make it for you." Qingge knows that people who are sick have bad tastes.

"What do you want to eat? I'll let the kitchen make it for you. You must be tired after taking care of me all night." He took her into his arms pitifully, stroked her hair, and kissed her eyebrows and eyes Kiss again, as if I can't love enough.

"You are sick, I have to take care of you, tell me quickly, what do you want to eat?" Qingge looked up at him with a small face, "You don't have to worry about me, I will tell the kitchen what I want to eat. "

"Ge'er..." He stared at her for a long time, his dark eyes overflowing with tenderness, "You are so kind, you are the best and best girl I have ever seen."

Qingge pursed her lips and smiled, "That's because you don't want to see other girls. With your status as the young master of Nahan, do you want any kind of girl?" He looked at her with serious eyes, "Weak water is three thousand, I only take a scoop to drink! As I said, in my eyes, only my Ge'er is a girl!"

"Okay, don't be nasty, what do you want to eat?" Qingge refused to agree, but her heart was sweeter than drinking honey.

"Lotus leaf porridge." Na Hanjue ordered one casually, and Qingge wanted to go downstairs to tell the kitchen, but Na Hanjue refused, hugging her tightly, and took out his phone, "I'll tell Lan, let him arrange it." gone."

One forcefully pressed Qingge under her body again, and let her go to wash when she was lingering enough. He still didn't forget to tell her, "Be careful of the wound on your wrist, don't touch the water!"

"Understood!" Qingge responded, looked up and saw herself in the bathroom mirror, her face was full of sweetness, although she was tired after taking care of him all night, there was no gloomy look on her face, it was all sweet smiles meaning.

Fate did not treat her poorly, did not give her a happy childhood, but gave her a perfect lover.

There is really no one in this world who loves her more than Na Hanjue, and there is no more perfect lover than him. He loves and trusts her wholeheartedly with his entire life, faith, and wholeheartedly for his sake.

And she will also leave her best, most true, and most cherished things to him...