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Chapter 470 I promise not to crush your hair.

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    At this time, Qin Nuan heard Song Zhan, who was leaning on her shoulder, say something else, "I promise I won't hit your hair."

    Song Zhan had also just finished taking a shower, with water droplets still hanging on his hair. Qin Nuan turned her face slightly, and there was a cool dampness on her cheeks, which was very comfortable.

    She raised her hand to hold Song Zhan's head, licked her lower lip, and stammered: "Okay okay!"¡ª¡ª

    Half an hour later.

    The two of them dried their hair and lay on the bed, separated by a thin blanket. Song Zhan put his hand gently on Qin Nuan's waist, seeming to be aware of Qin Nuan's tense and restless body. Song Zhan lowered his head and kissed her hair.  "Don't worry, the things that should be saved for the wedding night will naturally be left for the wedding night. Good night!"

    Qin Nuan turned her back to Song Zhan and relaxed slightly after hearing this.

    It turns out that when Song Zhan talks about sleeping, he means sleeping literally!

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    Because it was already late at night, Qin Nuan was already sleepy, so she fell asleep soon after touching the pillow.

    Hearing the little girl beside him breathing gradually calmer, Song Zhan leaned against Qin Nuan again and hugged the little girl tightly in his arms.

    At this moment when he held her in his arms, his heart finally felt an unprecedented peace.

    It seems that just by doing this, he can get great satisfaction in his heart¡ª¡ª

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    Because of being hungover and staying up late, Qin Nuan slept until ten o'clock in the morning before slowly waking up.

    She opened her eyes, and the scene from last night immediately came to her mind, and she quickly played it through her mind.

    Thinking of this, Qin Nuan quickly sat up and found that she was the only one left on the bed.

    Could it be thateverything that happened last night was an illusion?

    But the soreness and numbness in her waist reminded her that this was not an illusion.

    It felt like it had been pressed down by something all night.

    It should beSong Zhan's arm.

    Qin Nuan rubbed her small waist and climbed out of the bed. She stared blankly at her bed.

    The wind is calm on the surface, but the heart is full of chaos.

    Gosh!  Did she really sleep in the same bed as Song Zhan last night?  !  Did Song Zhan notice that she liked to kick the quilt when she slept?  Is her sleeping posture reserved?  Unsightly?

    And they slept together right away. Is this progress too fast?  She hasn't confessed yet, what kind of relationship do they have now?

    Qin Nuan lingered in her room for a long time before changing her clothes, washing herself, and walking out of the bedroom.

    There was a slight movement in the kitchen.

    So Qin Nuan walked towards the kitchen. When he reached the door of the kitchen, Qin Nuan saw Song Zhan standing in front of the gas stove, stirring the porridge in the casserole leisurely. The light smoke in the kitchen gave him a cool and dignified figure.  Infused with a bit of human fireworks.

    Hearing Qin Nuan's footsteps, Song Zhan turned his head and said, "Are you awake? The porridge is ready just in time. You go and sit at the dining table. I'll serve it right away."

    "Uh-huh."

    Qin Nuan nodded, but she did not listen to Song Zhan and go sit in the restaurant. Instead, she leaned against the door and kicked her slippers away.

    I¡¯ve been awake for so long, but I still can¡¯t give anyone an accurate answer!

    snort!

    Scumbag!

    Song Zhan saw the tangled expression on Qin Nuan's face, smiled and shook his head. He raised his hand to turn off the gas stove, walked to Qin Nuan, bent down and pressed against the door, just in time to wrap Qin Nuan in his arms and face her directly.  "Did you drink so much last night because you wanted to confess to me?"

    Qin Nuan pursed her lips and deliberately looked away from Song Zhan, "I just I don't"

    But as soon as Qin Nuan opened her mouth, Song Zhan interrupted her words.

    "Leave it to me to confess your feelings."

    Song Zhan's voice was warm and low. He raised his hand to lift Qin Nuan's chin, leaned over and pressed a shallow kiss on her lips, "Nuan Nuan, I love you!" (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel  .com
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