Chapter 71 - 73: Gorgeous Stance
Instead, he used another method to replace his hand.
In the dark, Xia Xiaonuan helplessly called out, "Nangong Yaoling, that’s enough!"
Nangong Yaoling’s other hand also started to misbehave.
"I’m really tired and uncomfortable." Xia Xiaonuan said helplessly, "Nangong Yaoling, please let me go."
"If I don’t let you go, what can you do?"
Nangong Yaoling brought his lips to her ear and asked hoarsely.
Xia Xiaonuan took a sharp breath.
"Help me..." he said in a low voice, his hoarse voice carrying a sense of sensuality.
Xia Xiaonuan suddenly furrowed her brows tightly.
"Nuannuan..." he murmured in her ear.
Xia Xiaonuan curled up into a ball.
Damn, could he be any more nauseating?
Nangong Yaoling realized something was wrong and quickly retracted his intimate posture, propping himself up to look at her, "What’s wrong?"
Xia Xiaonuan clutched her abdomen, "My stomach hurts."
Nangong Yaoling was stunned, turned on the light, and saw her beautiful little face twisted in pain.
Something in his heart ached faintly, and he asked in a low voice, "How can it hurt this much? I’ll take you to the hospital!"
As he spoke, Nangong Yaoling turned to get dressed.
But his wrist was grabbed by a small hand.
"No need, it’s too late..." Xia Xiaonuan said softly, "Do you have a hand warmer? My stomach used to hurt too, and using a hand warmer would make it better."
Nangong Yaoling turned his head to look at her, his face full of confusion, and asked with a frown, "Hand warmer? What’s that?"
Xia Xiaonuan: ...
"You don’t even know what a hand warmer is? Do you have a hot water bottle?" Xia Xiaonuan asked speechlessly.
Nangong Yaoling was stunned for a few seconds, then seemed to remember something, and said, "There’s a water heater downstairs..."
Xia Xiaonuan: ...
Of course, what else could you expect from Mr. Ling, who doesn’t even know what a hand warmer is?
It’s not surprising, considering that people like Nangong Yaoling have cars when they go out and air conditioning when they come home. Even in winter, they probably don’t know what it’s like to feel cold!
So it’s understandable that he doesn’t know what a hand warmer is.
"How about... I go ask at the supermarket downstairs?"
Nangong Yaoling asked tentatively, his face looking a bit uncomfortable.
But Mr. Ling, who had just refused to buy things for a woman, seemed to have gotten into the spirit of things now...
Xia Xiaonuan struggled to suppress the impulse to laugh.
She still shook her head and said, "Forget it, the supermarket probably won’t have that now! How about a hot towel instead..."
"Wait a moment." This time, Nangong Yaoling understood immediately, and before she could finish her sentence, he quickly rushed into the bathroom.
Very soon, Nangong Yaoling came back with a warm towel.
He lifted the blanket, then reached to pull up Xia Xiaonuan’s pajamas.
Xia Xiaonuan felt a bit embarrassed and tugged at her pajamas, but Nangong Yaoling ignored her and directly pulled down her pajama pants, accidentally pulling down her underwear too...
Xia Xiaonuan felt a sudden chill and glared angrily at Nangong Yaoling.
Nangong Yaoling stared at a certain area on her body, swallowed hard, then gave her a harmlessly pure smile, with an unusual gleam in his perfect eyes, and carefully helped her put her underwear back on.
Then he lifted her pajamas slightly, tested the temperature of the hot towel on his own hand, and then carefully placed it on her abdomen.
The warm towel pressed against her belly, and Xia Xiaonuan immediately felt much more comfortable.
"Feeling any better now?" Nangong Yaoling asked in a low voice, his perfect face slightly frowning.
Xia Xiaonuan looked at him and nodded.
Nangong Yaoling smiled.
His smile was filled with a luxurious elegance.