The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

  Chapter 661 The Marshal's Ninth Wife (67)

   "Tsk tsk tsk, this fire is really big."

  From the bedroom of Sang Jian and Huo Nanting, looking out, one can see half of the sky in the distance that is reddened by flames.

   Huo Nanting stood behind Sang Jian and hugged her gently from behind.

  In the past few years, Sang Jian has grown wildly like a seedling. Back then, it reached Huo Nanting's waist, but now it has reached his shoulders.

  Huo Nanting didn't need to lift her up, he could easily wrap her around her and put his head on her neck.

  He just hugged Sang Jian quietly, without saying anything.

  Sang Jian was still looking at the scenery outside, looking in a good mood.

  She was in a good mood, but she could feel Huo Nanting's bad mood.

  Sang Jian held the hand on his waist and asked softly, "Mr. Huo, what are you worried about?"

   "Huh?" Huo Nanting didn't seem to understand the meaning of her words.

  Sang Jian said softly: "I feel that you have been in a bad mood recently, is it because of me?"

  Because he promised to give her five years back then, but the time limit has expired, and he hasn't done anything yet.

  So these days, he seems to be clinging to her more than ever, taking her with him wherever he goes.

   "Reluctant?" Sang Jian asked again.

  Huo Nanting sighed heavily, he suddenly let go of Sang Jian's waist, put his hands on her shoulders, and made her turn around to face him.

  Looking at the equally magnified, even more refined face in front of him, Huo Nanting couldn't tell what it was like.

  He thought that if he just let her train like crazy, she would become black and healthy like everyone else in the army.

   As a result, not only did she not turn black, but the skin on her face was so delicate that even the pores could not be seen.

  This is completely unreasonable.

  But thinking about her special situation, it doesn't seem unreasonable.

  He raised a hand, and slowly stroked down from between Sang Jian's eyebrows.

  When his fingertips touched her lips, Huo Nanting's eyes darkened, his Adam's apple rolled, "Sangsang has grown up..."

  Sang raised her eyebrows and was about to say something when Huo Nanting suddenly pushed her hard to the window sill behind her, pinched her chin with her fingers, and lowered her head to kiss her lips.

   "..."

  In the past, there would be kisses, but it was Sang Jian who took the initiative, and it was the kind that would leave immediately.

  Because she knew that Huonanting could do whatever he said, but in fact he respected her very much. He had been waiting.

   This is the first time Huo Nanting took the initiative.

   It was also the first time that it was so... intense.

  Sang Jian was pressed on the window sill by him, his hands tightly clutching the clothes on his chest.

  The two are immersed in each other's world, and everything outside has nothing to do with them at this time.

  …

   I don't know how long it took, Huo Nanting suddenly pushed Sang Jian away, turned around, and staggered into the bathroom without looking at Sang Jian.

  Sang Jian was still leaning on the window sill, still panting.

  A bright red flowed from her lips.

  The uncle bit her at the end.

  Sang Jian licked the blood on his lips, looking unclear.

   "I've said it a long time ago, if you change the appearance of your things and change slowly over the past five years, it won't become like this."

  Yuan's voice sounded in Sang Jian's mind.

  Yuan disappeared for a long time and came back two or three years ago.

  Sang Jian didn't ask him what he was doing, and he didn't say anything himself.

   Seeing the relationship between the two get better and better in the past few years, he asked Sang Jian to change his appearance more than once, but Sang Jian stubbornly refused.

   Huo Nanting became what she is now, all because of herself!

  Sang Jian leaned against the window sill, looking at the scenery outside, "Why do you think I'm being targeted?"

  (end of this chapter)