My Highness Hears My Thoughts, And Still Plays Along
Chapter 407 - 388: My Aran Is Delicate and Frail
CHAPTER 407: CHAPTER 388: MY ARAN IS DELICATE AND FRAIL
"That’s right, just like you thought."
Just as Yun Ran was filled with confused suspicions, Nangong Mo’s lazy voice suddenly sounded next to her ear, and Yun Ran looked at him in disbelief:
[So, it’s not the morning of the second day now, but the third day?! Is this... really just sleep confusion?]
"You slept from early evening yesterday until now. Did you sleep well, my... little, delicate wife."
"..."
Looking at the teasing smile on the man’s lips, Yun Ran squeezed her fingers, wanting to give him a slap, but unfortunately, her entire body felt languid and sore, and she didn’t want to move.
"Leave the bird’s nest; you, can leave!"
Unfortunately, someone automatically blocked out this eviction order, leisurely sitting in front of her bed, gently stirring the bird’s nest porridge with a spoon.
"To be precise, you had already dozed off several times before that."
Yun Ran: "???"
[What does he mean?!]
The man’s eyes slightly raised, giving her a glance, he said seriously, "I really showed restraint, but alas, my dear Aran is delicate and fragile."
Upon hearing this, Yun Ran’s breath hitched, her heart uncontrollably trembled, both embarrassed and angry, "Nangong Mo! You scoundrel! What nonsense are you talking about? Stop your nonsense!"
Seeing the girl’s cheeks flushed and her face charmingly beautiful, Nangong Mo couldn’t help but want to tease her.
He reached out to pat her head, his expression earnest: "If you think about it, you can’t blame my dear Aran for being delicate."
"After all, that was seven whole hours! You can only blame my dear Aran for being lucky enough to meet such a uniquely talented and extraordinary man like me!"
"???"
"!!!"
Yun Ran was completely taken aback!
She felt as if thunder and lightning were crashing over her head, her very spirit seemed bewildered in the storm.
[Seven... seven hours?!]
Nangong Mo glanced at her expression, seemingly quite satisfied with her reaction, "Is Aran satisfied with my performance? Do you still doubt your master’s capabilities?"
Yun Ran: "..."
She tugged at her stiff lips, slowly turning her gaze towards him.
But saw someone, handsome beyond compare, with a smile full of spring warmth, slightly raised lips, confident and proud, looking like he was enjoying his triumph!
Yun Ran glared at him, gritting her teeth angrily, "Nan, Gong, Mo! You beast!"
"No, you’re worse than a beast!"
The man arrogantly raised an eyebrow, indifferent, "Yun Xiaoran, you said you like me, you expressed your affection, and even took the initiative to kiss me! Tell me, what man in the world could resist his beloved girl’s teasing like that?"
Yun Ran: "..."
[Truly a moment of carelessness leading to a lifetime of regret! Why did I speak such nonsense in a moment of heat?!]
Nangong Mo: What? Regret it? Ha! Too late!
"Yun Xiaoran, you teased me like that and I still managed to maintain some sense of rationality without devouring you whole, I’ve already been quite a gentleman!"
Yun Ran: "......"
[Gentleman? How does he have the nerve to call himself that? The gentleman among beasts perhaps!]
Yun Ran suddenly felt that looking at his captivating face, listening to his every tease, it seemed as though there was a bewildering, heart-stirring aura lingering in the air, making it impossible for her heart to calm down.
"Who has any affection for you? Who likes you? Who teased you? Nangong Scoundrel, stop with your nonsense here!"
"Besides, there’s nothing for you here anymore, hurry and leave!"
Unexpectedly, the man shook his head seriously, "No, I still can’t leave."
Yun Ran: "..."
[He seems particularly audacious today? Does he think this young lady... can’t lift a knife now?!]
Glancing at his unbearably handsome face, Yun Ran secretly gritted her teeth, lifted her sore arm, grabbed the pillow at her side, and threw it forcefully at his handsome face.
The strength was nothing compared to usual, Yun Ran furrowed her brows tightly because of it, gasping in pain.
"Aran, is your body still in pain?"
Nangong Mo immediately became nervous, forgetting to tease her, reaching out to lift her quilt to check on her condition.
Yun Ran was startled, "No! You can’t!"