"No..." Chu Xia raised her head with some embarrassment, smiled at Nie Hanqiu, and said weakly: "The floor tiles he is looking at are so beautiful..."
"..." Nie Hanqiu's lips curled up slightly, and he looked at her with a "he knows" expression, but he refused to shut up.
"Ahem, um..." Chu Xia's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about what to change the topic, so she quickly said: "Um, I seem to be asking for a birthday soon. What gift do I want to ask for? ah??"
"Huh?" Nie Hanqiu's expression was slightly stunned, and his deep eyes were slightly lowered, looking at Chu Xia's nervous expression.
…
he goes! !
At this moment, Chu Xia was so entangled in her heart that she almost wanted to die! !
Isn’t that such a boring topic? !
Why doesn’t she open the pot and pick up the pot
"Should I give him a gift??" Nie Hanqiu asked her in a low voice after being stunned for a moment.
"Uh... Hahaha, no, what do I want to ask for??" Chu Xia asked with an awkward smile and a haha.
"Is everything okay??" Nie Hanqiu stared at her with his deep eyes and asked her in a low voice.
"Of course not!" Chu Xia looked at him with a wary face, put her head on her chest and said, "Can he be an artist without selling his body?"
"..." Nie Hanqiu looked at her amusedly, and repeated in an ambiguous and low voice: "You don't sell your body if you are an artist??"
"Ahem..." Chu Xia coughed twice in embarrassment, then raised her Dongba and said to Nie Hanqiu: "Anyway, he can give me something he can afford!!"
"Oh... let him think about it." Nie Hanqiu smiled slightly and put the chopsticks in his legs back on the table.
"Then I've thought about it and told him." Chu Xia glanced at his clean claypot rice and asked casually: "Am I full?"
"Yes." Nie Hanqiu nodded, stood up, packed away the empty boxes on the table, turned to look at Chu Xia and said, "Come here."
"Huh?" Chu Xia walked to Nie Hanqiu and asked curiously: "What are you doing?"
Nie Hanqiu stared at her with a pair of deep eyes. Before she could react, he bent down and kissed her red lips gently.
In early summer, I felt a warm and soft feeling on my lips that left at the touch of a finger.
She instantly opened her eyes and looked at him.
Nie Hanqiu smiled slightly and asked in a good mood: "What's wrong?"
"Why did I kiss him suddenly?" Chu Xia asked with a flushed face, touching her little beating heart.
"Kiss me if you want. Do you want me to ask you why?" Nie Hanqiu raised his eyebrows slightly and asked her with a hint of constriction in the corner of his mouth.
“…”
Shameless... hooligan...
Chu Xia secretly cursed in her heart.
"Come and have a look with him." Nie Hanqiu held her leg, led her to the desk, and walked directly to his office chair.
"...Wait for him to bring a chair over." Chu Xia looked around and planned to bring a chair across from his desk.
"No need." Nie Hanqiu smiled slightly and held her leg with no intention of letting go.
"Why don't you use it?" Chu Xia stared at his handsome and handsome smiling face and said angrily: "I have a chair to walk on, so of course I don't need it. If he moved it, he would give it to me, and he wouldn't give it to me. I said Why don’t you use it??”
(End of chapter)