"Ah." Di Jinxuan was startled and couldn’t help but cry out because Nangong Jin really was carrying her, like holding a child!
His strong and powerful arms easily supported her lower back and lifted her up.
She felt inexplicably embarrassed, and she feared he might actually be dizzy and drop her.
"Brother Jin, put down quickly." Di Jinxuan clung tightly to his collar, blushing uncontrollably, because even though it was night, there were still many bodyguards in Nanyuan.
They just stared straight at the two of them, as if, as if the two were idiots.
"No." Nangong Jin looked up at Di Jinxuan, as if making a solemn vow, "Wife, I want to carry you upstairs."
"No, put down, I can walk by myself." Di Jinxuan couldn’t help but refuse, because there was still so distance to the upper floor, and she was really afraid Nangong Jin might drop her, how embarrassing that would be.
"Wife, you don’t trust ." Nangong Jin pouted and stared at her, "Today I want to carry you upstairs, and you’ll give a hundred kisses."
Di Jinxuan: "..."
This guy must really be drunk!
He’s acting so childish.
But Di Jinxuan didn’t dare struggle recklessly, because she was afraid that if she struggled, they might both fall, which would be ridiculous.
It must be ntioned, though, that Nangong Jin’s carrying style was quite skillful, like a lifting move in dance, all done with precision, so it wasn’t that strenuous.
And he should have no problem with stamina, besides, this was a special little pleasure unique to the two of them, this was the first ti Di Jinxuan fully cooperated with such affectation.
He looked up at her as he held her, she wrapped her arms around his neck and looked down at him.
Di Jinxuan’s lightly lowered eyelids, with her trembling lashes like dancing butterflies, and her fair neck elegant as a swan, made Nangong Jin’s mind shiver, wishing he could imdiately carry her to bed and give her a fierce kiss.
Sure enough, he carried her into the room, without hesitation pressing her onto the bed and buried his head against her neck as if nibbling.
His hair brushed against her chin, tickling Di Jinxuan and causing her to giggle uncontrollably, she pushed him, "Brother Jin, stop ssing around, get up and wash your face quickly."
"Hmm..." Nangong Jin humd in a muffled voice, raising his eyes already blurred, and flipped onto his side looking at Di Jinxuan, "Wife, where are the hundred kisses you promised? You lied to ."
Di Jinxuan: "..."
Wasn’t he the one saying it from the start?
Did she ever say it?
With a look of grievance on his stunning face, he seed like it would be a great disservice if she didn’t give him a few more kisses.
A hint of the sweet scent of alcohol wafted from his breath, making Di Jinxuan want to laugh, he was probably genuinely a bit tipsy.
What happened to the claim of being able to drink without ever getting drunk?
But she didn’t want to argue with him now, unhesitatingly cupped his face, and planted more than a dozen kisses, then said, "Alright, you lie down..."
Before finishing the sentence, Nangong Jin mischievously said, "Wife, you’re so perfunctory! Was your math taught by a language teacher?"
Finishing, he looked like he was waiting eagerly for her to make up the rest.
Di Jinxuan: "..."
"Alright, stop ssing around." Di Jinxuan couldn’t help but say, "I’ll go get so water for you to wash your face."
Hearing this, Nangong Jin blinked his dazed eyes, seemingly unable to believe it, "Re-really?"
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