Song Hanyan looked at her: "It's strange, but I'll wait until the day you want to say it."
And he believed he would wait.
Similarly, he will reveal his secrets at that time.
It's not possible right now.
Nanzhi boiled water, and the two of them washed up before getting into bed.
The two lay on the bed, gazing into each other's eyes. The lamp was still lit, and both of them blushed.
Nanzhi's heart was pounding.
Under the lamplight, the woman's eyelashes fluttered like fans, and her large, dark eyes stared at him.
Song Hanyan swallowed hard; the sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet environment.
Finally, he reached out and covered those alluring eyes, then pulled the person into his arms, and with a wave of his hand, the oil lamp in the distance went out.
"She's asleep."
Amazing! Nan Zhi was shocked in the darkness.
Extinguishing a candle from a distance—what kind of skill is that?
He held her tightly, and Nanzhi felt uncomfortable and tried to turn over in his arms.
Song Hanyan tightened his grip on her arm, his dark eyes growing deeper.
"Not going to sleep? What else do you want to do?" The voice was hoarse, with a slight upward tilt in the tone.
It sounded like a threat.
The man's body was burning hot, and Nanzhi immediately dared not move.
She curled up in Song Hanyan's arms and fell asleep.
As night deepened and the village fell silent, the nocturnal animals began to venture out in search of food.
"Squeak," a sound rang out, and a person crouched down and quietly walked in through the doorway.
Song Hanyan is very vigilant. He has practiced martial arts for many years and can detect anyone approaching within six meters immediately.
After settling the sleeping Nanzhi in his arms, he got up quietly.
At the same time, Cherry kept reminding Nanzhi.
"Warning! Warning! Danger approaching! Danger approaching!"
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