Chapter 179: It's okay to make a move, but I have one condition

Although Mingyuan was relieved, he was also strange, he didn't dare to guarantee Ning Qingqiu's safety to the half-demon himself, so he naturally looked ahead and backwards, and was quite in a dilemma, so he thought about avoiding it for the time being. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

I didn't expect Qiye to want to take on this errand, wasn't he impatient with these things?

It stands to reason that this person doesn't have such a high level of consciousness......

Mingyuan was thoughtful, outsiders seemed to be calm and calm when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his face did not change, An Hai and the others were relieved, thinking about what means this person must have and is not afraid of danger.

Wu Yong was a little complacent, he was a lotus flower, and finally persuaded these people.

Qiye couldn't get used to seeing such a villain, and he might have mocked it on weekdays, but he was now in a very weak state, so he only said four words lazily.

"Self-righteous. ā€

Do you really think that he can coax people around? That little thought, the discerning person sees it all.

At this time, if you don't work with your own family, you follow a bunch of outsiders like them, and no one believes you if you don't have any plans.

When he spoke, the hot air sprayed on Qingqiu's neck, and when he spoke, his lips had already touched her skin.

She shook immediately.

The man behind him also fell silent.

Ning Qingqiu said that the only use of this pendant behind him is that if he runs away later, he can help a lot, and endure it for his own life.

So she tried her best to be pleasant: "Seven nights...... When you're in danger later, remember to help. ā€

Qiye was still reminiscing about the feeling of being closed at the touch just now, and soon, before he could feel it clearly, it disappeared, his eyes were a little dark, staring at the white and tender neck, a little dry mouth.

Hearing Ning Qingqiu say this, his mentality of being dead instantly returned.

"Why should I help?"

Qingqiu knew his annoying character, and while thinking that people were still a great monk and couldn't be provoked, so if they had a better attitude, they should brush up their favorability......

"Then don't hang on me, I don't have this obligation. ā€

She said coldly.

Qiye thought for two seconds, but he was still reluctant, so he had to hold the person a little tighter, and suddenly asked, "What kind of incense do you use?"

Qingqiu was stunned for a moment, obviously she didn't expect the topic to change so quickly, she felt like a puppy approaching her body, and a chill instantly spread throughout her body.

Isn't that crazy?

She reached out her hand and pressed it to his face where she felt it, pushing his head a little farther away and not getting too close.

"How can I use any incense sachets, what nonsense, don't change the subject, you just say ......"

Will it help or not......

Then I was stunned.

Both paused.

The touch under the hand is smooth and cold, like fine bone china, or the feel of cold jade.

It was very comfortable, and she subconsciously rubbed her fingers up and down.

And then I was dumbfounded.

This...... It's really embarrassing.

What she touched was indeed Qiye's face, yes, it was not an unspeakable part, after all, in the current position, it was impossible for her to touch strange places.

It's just that...... It's the touch of the skin, not the feeling of the mask.

"Seven Nights...... Where's your mask?"

Didn't you even pick it up if you were killed?

Why is it that now there is suddenly no obstruction?

And you are a big man, why do you have such good skin, it is really envious, jealous and hateful.

Qiye was silent for a long time, and asked slowly, "How long do you want to touch it?"

Qingqiu withdrew his hand and coughed softly in disguise.

The fingers hung to the side, but involuntarily rubbed them, and the smooth and delicate feel was still left in the hand, and I couldn't shake off the same feeling.

She was determined.

Thinking sourly, a big man, no wonder he wears a mask all day long, it must be because he looks too much like a little white face, and he is better maintained than a woman......

Or is it because Yuan Ying is capable of reshaping the body, and Seven Nights has worked this?

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ The mask was uncomfortable, and I leaned on you and took it off. ā€

And he still has an idea of his own.

Qingqiu reacted for a moment before remembering that this was answering her previous question, but she sighed, not knowing what to say.

She glanced slightly over her shoulder, a void that could not see the face that had been presented to her.

To be honest, she was actually quite curious about what Seven Nights looked like.

If everyone gets acquainted, in case they are separated by accident, and they don't even know each other in the future, she doesn't know what Seven Nights looks like...... I always feel a little sadistic.

Qiye spoke again, the pace of speech was very slow, it really didn't fit Qiye's usual style and habits, if it was the Tianlao and my second child who exuded a cool handsome and domineering Qiye on weekdays, he wouldn't have made such a sticky move if he was killed.

Birds depend on people?

No, no, no...... It's so chilling......

It should be said that it ...... Big Bird clingy?

Qingqiu shuddered, preventing his thoughts from continuing to diverge.

He agreed this time: "I'll shoot, no problem." ā€

"Don't be too busy refusing it, know ...... Huh? You agreed, you are so good at talking?" Qingqiu was first taken aback and almost didn't bite his tongue, and then asked suspiciously.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ But I have one condition. ā€

There is still a second half of the sentence left unfinished here.

He continued unhurriedly, his voice was low, as if it was in Qingqiu's ears, he didn't speak and transmitted, but Qingqiu just felt that his ears were itchy.

She stepped back slightly.

"On what terms?"

Don't open your mouth, she prayed in her heart, if Seven Nights put forward some strange conditions, hehe...... She will respond to what she should do, and she will naturally not respond if she shouldn't.

Qiye's voice smiled a little: "Don't worry, it's not something you can't do." You can also see that I'm not in a good state, your smell can help me stay awake, I'm going to go on the road with you next, you don't have to do anything, just let me get closer. ā€

Qingqiu's face turned red in an instant.

If he hadn't kept calm and said it all at once, what he said would have really sounded like a joke.

On weekdays, the voice is cold and indifferent, but now because of mental fatigue, he speaks slowly and softly, and the content of his words is a little frivolous, and he dares to say that he is not sultry and others don't believe it.

Qingqiu gritted his teeth, secretly estimated himself, and finally threw away the festival.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ All right. But after that, we're going to have three chapters, and you definitely can't get an inch!"

"Deal!"

The words of the seven nights brought the satisfaction of what they wanted, and a full sense of pleasure came to their faces.

Even my burnout has improved a few points.

That's it.

The battle of Qingqiu can be said to have signed a treaty that humiliated the country.

But to be honest, she also has an abacus herself, not to help the people of this caravan deal with the half-demons.

She thinks she is not so great as the Virgin, the sun is shining. (To be continued.) )