Husband for a day

"Hiss—" Nangong Zhuoran narrowed his eyes, hurting him to death, Qian Su actually grabbed a lock of his hair, and when he was about to get up, his scalp hurt, and he probably tore a lot of hair.

Nangong Zhuoran had no choice but to lean back again, trying to free Qian Su's hand. Qian Su clenched his hand into a fist and couldn't even open his fingers. If he tried to force it, he might break a bone.Nangong Zhuoran had no choice but to press the acupuncture point on Qian Su's elbow, and finally, Qian Su let go.

Looking at the strands of hair in Qian Su's hands, Nangong Zhuoran had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky, and now Qian Su stopped talking in his sleep, turned over, and fell asleep with the quilt wrapped around him.

"Sleeping so comfortably..." Nangong Zhuoran suddenly felt a little unbalanced, what did he come for, and now he was even more sleepless, while Qiansu was sleeping happily.

[If Qiansu falls asleep, no matter how hard she tries, she won't wake up...]

Thinking of Rong Qianqi's words, Nangong Zhuoran gave a bad smile, and he pulled Qian Su back. During this time, Qian Su hugged the quilt tightly, and after several pushes and pulls, he got out of the bed.

Nangong Zhuoran put his hand on Qiansu's neck, and he exerted a little force.

Qian Su's breathing was not smooth, and his face slowly turned red, but his whole body showed no sign of moving.

It's like that.

Nangong Zhuoran let go, his fingers slid down, Qiansu's shirt was opened wide, revealing a sexy and charming collarbone, all the way down...

"Snapped--"

Nangong Zhuoran was stunned on the spot, but Qian Su actually slapped him!His face sank, he immediately untied Qian Su's belt, as if punishing something, he tore off Qian Su's clothes...

"Rong Qianqi, if you dare to continue doing this, I will sever ties with you!"

Nangong Zhuoran stopped, looked up at Rong Qiansu, his eyes were still closed.

Looking at Qiansu's open light | topless, Nangong Zhuoran's eyes darkened, with complex expressions in his eyes.

What was he doing just now?

Rong Qiansu regarded him as Rong Qianqi...

Nangong Zhuoran was in an inexplicably bad mood, he casually tied Qian Su's clothes back and returned to his room.

After that, Nangong Zhuoran, who was lying back on the bed, still couldn't fall asleep, and he simply sat cross-legged to practice.

———Separation line

Early in the morning, Qian Su woke up, and he looked blankly at the man in front of him.

"Hurry up and change clothes, we are going to the Royal Garden." Nangong Zhuoran didn't expect that when he was about to put a bracelet on Qian Su, Qian Su suddenly woke up.

After putting on the medicine lock not too gently, Nangong Zhuoran held Qian Su's hand and warned: "Don't take it off, and don't lose it."

Qian Su was stunned. The heroic man in front of him had a sharp and angular outline, a little beard on his chin, a sparkle in his eyes, a bit decadent and a bit evil, a masculine aura that was close at hand, and he had a domineering look when he touched his hands. The words... made him dare not look directly.

Nangong Zhuoran withdrew his hand, and when he turned around, he didn't see Qiansu's cheeks flushed, and he was still a little embarrassed.

Qian Su looked at the thing that looked like a chain or a bracelet on his wrist again. It was a platinum chain lock as thick as a finger, with strange patterns and engraved words on it. He could understand it, and scenes related to the words slowly flashed in his mind. ——His identity and related people and things around him.

"you……"

"Nangong Zhuoran, your roommate, let's take part in the selection of the princess's husband together."

"..." Qian Su sorted out his relationship with Nangong, and then looked at Nangong Zhuoran's stalwart figure, perfect inverted triangle, and extraordinary handsomeness. He guessed that the person in front of him probably had an advantage over himself.

Also, this man gave himself a bracelet...

"You want me to change it for you?"

Qian Su looked at the handsome face that suddenly magnified in front of her eyes, the blush on her face became a little thicker, and she stammered, "I... I... wear it myself."

Seeing Qian Su's embarrassment and embarrassment, Nangong Zhuoran felt teased when he thought of his sleepless night last night. He bullied Qian Su, stroked Qian Su's long hair, and was satisfied to see Qian Su's eyes that couldn't hide his thoughts. Dodging in the eyes, "Qian Su, what are you nervous about?"

"No...no..."

With a chuckle, Nangong Zhuoran slid one hand to Qian Su's waist and rubbed it lightly.

"Um……"

Nangong Zhuoran was stunned, with a strange expression on his face. Qiansu's little animal-like moan and forbearance reminded him of some past events. Suddenly, he didn't want to play any more. "I'll wait for you outside, don't make me wait too long."

When Nangong Zhuoran walked out, Qian Su heaved a sigh of relief. Getting along with Nangong Zhuoran felt oppressive.Thinking about Nangong Zhuoran's impatient temper, he quickly took off the crumpled clothes on his body, and changed into the clean clothes placed beside him.

Just this morning, Nangong Zhuoran began to put on the medicine lock for Qian Su. Qian Su was inexplicably throbbing because of that domineering sentence. Maybe it was because he had a similar experience in his heart, which made him unable to distinguish his feelings for this morning. The strange feeling of the man I saw for the first time.

When Qian Su followed Nangong Zhuoran all the way to the Royal Garden, everyone who saw Nangong Zhuoran was almost in awe, and Qian Su began to worship Nangong Zhuoran.

"Nangong, you have been on the battlefield, right? How does it feel to lead an army?" Qian Su felt that Nangong's martial arts and military strategy must be very good. A person who was named a general is very handsome. He is very good to be friends with Nangong. Proud, although Nangong Zhuoran hadn't paid much attention to him, Qian Su couldn't help being excited.

"You guys are riding horses and archery, right? The war in the cold weapon era must be very fierce. Go back and tell me about it at night."

The era of cold weapons?Nangong Zhuoran stopped, and along the way, Qiansu was very noisy, which was different from the previous impression of Qiansu, and Qiansu always uttered some unknown words.

"Ahead is the imperial garden." In the end, Nangong Zhuoran just said something lightly, as a reminder to Qian Su to pay attention to his sense of proportion in formal occasions, and then he looked at Qian Su's clothes and complexion today, they are very decent, as long as he waits, don't take any more inappropriate things If you come, it will be fine.

When the two of them arrived, the other selected nobles had arrived, and now everyone was waiting for the arrival of the emperors and princesses of the two countries.

"The Emperor is here—"

"His Majesty the Emperor of Beilong Kingdom and Princess Anlan have arrived—"

The two emperors came to the seat, and everyone kowtowed, but Qian Su stood there at that moment, and it was Nangong Zhuoran who pulled him to kneel down together, otherwise he would be so conspicuous as he stood out from the crowd.

But even though Qian Su was later than others, the few people on the stage still spotted this "different" person with sharp eyes, but everyone was good at hiding it, and no one knew what they were thinking in their hearts.

Princess Anlan couldn't hide what was on her mind the most. She could ignore other people, but it was impossible for her to forget this male favorite that Bai Wushuang liked.

Yi Linghan noticed Princess Anlan's anomaly, and her younger sister's resentment might still be due to her failure to get what she wanted. Thinking this way, Yi Linghan said, "Lin Yu, you already have a crush?"

Yi Linyu remained silent, she naturally knew what the hint in her brother's eyes meant.

Qian Su, who was completely unaware of the undercurrents on the stage, looked at the two emperors with different styles, and suddenly met Yi Linghan's gaze, Qian Su just paused for a moment, and then turned away.

"How does Qian Su feel about the Northern Dragon Emperor?"

"The appearance of an emperor, rich and elegant."

Nangong Zhuoran glanced at Qian Su out of the corner of his eye, and Qian Su's current behavior seemed to be looking at a stranger.

Neither Nangong Zhuoran nor Rong Qianqi knew that the person who put on the medicine lock for Qian Su would make Qian Su remember it for a long time. It was caused by a kind of Gu drug, and for others, unless Qian Su was stimulated or the Gu drug failed, Qian Su would not record anything.