Sheng Qianmo's big hand caressing her head slowly caressed her cheek. His warm fingertips were thick and calloused, caressing her smooth and delicate skin, and gently caressing her tear mole.
But the kiss was getting worse little by little.
Sheng Qianmo seemed to be competing with himself.
Shu Nuan let him kiss her for a long time. After the kiss, he let her go. Shu Nuan lowered her head and panted. Her lips were numb and painful, and a little red and swollen.
Sheng Qianmo suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed her into his arms.
Shu Nuan was stunned for a moment, buried in his arms, blinked her watery eyes, and said her first sentence in a low voice: "You really can tell..."
"Ah..." Sheng Qianmo was a little confused after the kiss.
"Your bite hurt me." Shu Nuan still felt his tongue was numb.
"Then kiss me again and I'll be gentle."
"..." Shu Nuan didn't want to talk to him anymore.
Sheng Qianmo still wanted to carry her, but Shu Nuan didn't want him to carry her now. She pushed him away and walked forward. After walking for a while, she didn't hear footsteps following her. She frowned and turned back, with a bright red face. The small face looked at him under the sunset, such a tall, cold and charming man.
Shu Nuan frowned slightly, opened her lips slightly, and said in a soft voice: "Uncle Sheng, I married you not because of Qingzhi, not because you are King Sheng, but because I like you. "
So, I have thought about the questions you have thought about.
Sheng Qianmo stared at her in silence, his eyes seemed to be filled with unswerving love, but with a faint light in his eyes, he finally spoke in a slow tone: "Come here, Uncle Sheng, give me a hug."
Shu Nuan was still looking at him, and for just a moment, she wanted to laugh.
Even with Sheng Qianmo's serious tone, she had an indescribable feeling when she said such words, which made her want to laugh.
So, she looked at him steadily for a while, took the initiative to walk back and threw herself into his arms, and then smiled as she pleased.
Sheng Qianmo lowered his head and touched her head. His voice was low and clear, and he said slowly: "I am not afraid of the eyes of the world, I am just afraid that I will wrong Nuan Nuan."
That stupid boy was naturally unreliable, but one thing he said was the truth. He was much older than Shu Nuan, and many of the things she had to do at her age were different from him, and he had never known that. How to talk about love between a boy and a girl. He only knows that he loves him, will say love words to her, make her happy, treat her well, and can't wait to pour all the good things in the world into her, but other than that Well, he doesn't know what else to do...
"Shu Nuan is not wronged." She hugged him, buried in his broad arms and whispered: "Shu Nuan likes Uncle Sheng like this."
Perhaps from the first sight, one knew that this was a reliable person, tall enough to give people a complete sense of security.
So he rushed to him without hesitation, wanting to beg him to give him a place to stay.
So... she just likes Uncle Sheng.
It doesn't matter age or status, I just like him.
Sheng Qianmo slowly hugged the person in his arms tightly, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, as if he wanted to tell her all his feelings.
"If you don't go back... Qingzhi will be worried..."
Sheng Qianmo had no choice but to reluctantly let go of her, and then held her hand tightly, "Do you still carry it?"
"No more..." lest someone who doesn't pay attention will be fooled by him again...
They walked back as usual. After returning, Qingzhi had been fed by Xuan Jiu and was staying in the study to practice calligraphy. When the door was opened, she saw Shu Nuan walking in.