Chapter 218

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Nie Nanfeng frowned, went to the bedside and pulled away Nie Xiaojiu's quilt covering his face, "Xiaojiu, are you uncomfortable?"

Nie Xiaojiu pursed his lips and covered the quilt on his face again. The stuffy voice sounded from the quilt: "no!"

Nie Nanfeng frowned deeper. He didn't pull the quilt, but said, "I don't like you lying to me."

Nie Xiaojiu in the quilt bit his lower lip, automatically ignored the second half of the sentence and only cared about the first half of the sentence. His heart was stuffy and painful, which made him feel uncomfortable. At present, he had the idea of not wanting to pay attention to Nie Nanfeng.

Looking at the "one regiment" of the quilt moved, and then moved directly to the other side of the big bed, Nie Nanfeng frowned again and again. He didn't understand what happened to Nie Xiaojiu!

Nie Xiaojiu held his legs, shrunk into a ball, and buried his face deeply in his chest, as if only in this way the uncomfortable strength in his heart would disappear.

Suddenly, the back was cold, and the quilt was lifted. Then, the mattress sank a little, and the strong cold breath slowly approached him.

"Don't touch me." Nie Xiaojiu shrunk, and his voice resisted.

Nie Nanfeng poked out his hand and looked at Nie Xiaojiu, who was shrunk into a ball. A trace of dignity flashed through the bottom of his eyes.

This kind of action is an instinctive expression of people when they are extremely afraid or afraid. How can it be?

Is it

Thinking of that possibility, Nie Nanfeng was so nervous that his face turned pale.

"Ah Jiu?" Nie Nanfeng involuntarily called out his voice.

His voice is gentle that Nie Xiaojiu has never heard of, but I don't know why, Nie Nanfeng's "ah Jiu" actually made Nie Xiaojiu feel that the discomfort in his heart has decreased a lot.

But it was just a moment's feeling. Nie Xiaojiu shrunk again, but this time he spoke.

"I don't want to talk to big brother."

Nie Nanfeng's expression at the bottom of his eyes was stifled for a moment. He seemed to distinguish what. Finally, he asked in a deep voice, "why? Reason! "

Nie Xiaojiu stopped talking again.

Nie Nanfeng: "Nie Xiaojiu, I'll count three times. If you don't turn around, I'll lift your quilt."

"Three."

"Two."

"One."

After the last word "one" fell, the air seemed to solidify, as if the emperor was about to get angry. Nie Xiaojiu was a little afraid. Just about to turn around, Nie Nanfeng turned over and pressed his body over him. Although he didn't really meet him, Nie Nanfeng's pressing air field made Nie Xiaojiu feel like the top of Mount Tai, and he was out of breath.

"I......" Nie Xiaojiu looked at Nie Nanfeng at a loss with his big wet eyes.

Because at this time, Nie Nanfeng feels like Satan coming out of hell. His eyes are cold and ruthless, as if he wants to pierce people's souls. Nie Xiaojiu instinctively feels fear.

Nie Nanfeng also noticed that he was frightened by Nie Xiaojiu. He immediately collected the look from the bottom of his eyes, softened his voice and said, "tell me why you don't want to talk to me."

His tone was somewhat seductive, as if it were a lover's low Nan, which made Nie Xiaojiu feel that Nie Nanfeng, who was just like Satan, seemed to be just an illusion.

Nie Xiaojiu's brain was a little confused for a moment. He bit his lip flap and said in a small voice, "I'm not feeling well."

Nie Nanfeng's eyes tightened and immediately reached out to Nie Xiaojiu's forehead. The temperature was normal and there was no sign of fever, but his cheeks were a little hot.

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