???? Qian Xiaoji walked into the county office depressedly, and Li Deyi was of course carried into his room by two gatekeepers.

The two big men couldn't wait to leave Qianxiaoji at this moment, so they simply carried people away.

However, before the two left, Qian Xiaoji also specially asked if they were really looking for flowers and asking Liu last night.

Unexpectedly, his cheap master was right, and the two replied honestly in a worried mood.

This made Qian Xiaoji wonder in his heart, he didn't see any difference between their eyebrows, it was almost the same as Li Shengyi.

Li was proud, and he didn't see anything blackened.

This is really weird, so that Qian Xiaoji wondered if his master was deceiving him, in fact, he went to the land of smoke and willows last night...... And then just happened to see.

But then I thought about it, it seemed that the old man's body should be no longer good, so Qian Xiaoji forcibly and reluctantly attributed the result of Broken Traceless to the fact that the blind cat met the dead mouse and was right.

Qian Xiaoji is now alone, since he came back, he has separated Zhang Long and Zhang Hu, and asked Zhang Long and them to train the one hundred and eight generals who came, just their lazy appearance, Qian Xiaoji didn't know what to say.

He was still worrying about how to separate the two teenagers just now, but he didn't expect the two teenagers to follow Zhang Long and them over, saying that they were going to study, okay, this is the result of Qianxiaoji's eagerness.

With uneasiness, apprehension, and stealing a fishy mood, Qian Xiaoji walked into the backyard.

Wait, will Mao feel like stealing?

Qianxiaoji only felt that his steps were difficult to move, and he flashed all the way.

"Don't move! If you move again, I'll cut you! ”

Qian Xiaoji fiercely grabbed his trembling right hand and threatened.

Perhaps the right hand heard the threat and was frightened, so both hands trembled.

“……”

In order to prevent the contents of his lunch box from getting cold and spilling, Qianxiaoji's pace accelerated.

At the door of Lian Qingqing's room, Qian Xiaoji stayed here, obviously he was entangled.

"I'm just delivering a meal, just delivering a meal, and I don't mean anything else, why am I so nervous."

Qian Xiaoji pursed his lips and wiped his sweat, and his body was a little numb.

It's like a schoolboy who makes a mistake and wants to meet a strict teacher.

Xiao Ling kept following, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Dad, I despise you."

Qianxiaoji is too lazy to say to Xiaoling, how can a little baby with uneven hair understand the pain of a man like us who is fully developed.

Seeing that Qian Xiaoji didn't speak, Xiao Ling flew over with a smile and patted Qian Xiaoji's shoulder: "Dad, I understand, this is the pain of a bachelor, I dare not do it, and I am afraid of the consequences if I do it."

Qian Xiaoji really wants to give Xiaoling a punch, what are you talking about me? Even if you know how I feel, you can't say it so accurately, okay?

Qian Xiaoji was originally an outstanding young man with three good, so it would not happen to him to wipe his mouth after eating.

But for Lian Qingqing, Qian Xiaoji didn't eat at all, so Qian Xiaoji didn't know what to do.

It's just that after seeing the innocence of others, Qian Xiaoji felt guilty in his heart.

The most important thing is that now Qian Xiaoji doesn't know how Lian Qingqing feels about him?

Rogue? Bastard? Thieves?

Not wanting to think too much, Qian Xiaoji reached out and knocked on the door.

Knocked twice, there was no movement in the room.

Qian Xiaoji was speechless, he knew that this door was not locked, he could go in directly, but from the experience he learned this morning, a woman's boudoir could not be entered casually.

Seeing that the door did not open, Qian Xiaoji guessed in his heart.

Is it not good yet? Resting?

It's right to think about it, the temperature is completely abnormal today. So it's understandable to take a break now.

It's just that Qianxiao has a headache, and he still carries things in his hands, if he doesn't send it in, this food will be completely wasted.

And by now, Qian Xiaoji knew that Lian Qingqing definitely hadn't eaten yet, and if a woman was hungry, it would be unacceptable.

Get in? Or not to go in?

Once again, Qianxiao was faced with a choice.

In the end, after the battle between heaven and man, Qianxiaoji's heart was already full of holes, so he finally decided to go in.

Isn't it just a meal, what's the big deal?

A manly man, able to bend and stretch...... It seems that this idiom does not suit the current situation.

Pushing open the door, a refreshing fragrance came, worthy of the so-called boudoir.

The second time I entered someone's room, Qian Xiaoji took a good look at the layout of this room, small and warm, in ancient times such a single-tone dynasty, even Qingqing's room was not monotonous.

Not paying much attention to the other arrangements in the room, Qian Xiaoji took a deep breath and watched his eyes in the room at the speed of a machine gun scan.

At this time, Lian Qingqing was already lying on the bed, and there were two large barrels in the room, proving that this morning's events were so true, Qian Xiaoji looked at Lian Qingqing's couch.

Maybe it's because of this morning, even Qingqing has become a little cold at this time, even if she is huddled in the quilt, she feels that she is shivering.

Her eyes were slightly closed, and her two thin willow eyebrows were about to squeeze together, and her originally youthful and energetic little face was pale at this time.

Qian Xiaoji was a little panicked, now even the green silk is still wet, in this case, in such a cold winter, it is very easy to catch a cold.

Hurriedly ran to the side of the bed, looking at Lian Qingqing curled up in a ball, Qian Xiaoji didn't know what to do.

Looking at the pretty face that was bloodless because of the pain, Qian Xiaoji felt regret in his heart.

Perhaps hearing the sound in the room, Lian Qingqing opened her eyes in a daze.

The eyes that were originally clear and transparent were more confused at this moment.

Qian Xiaoji panicked in his heart, he dared to guarantee with his life, it was the first time in his life that he had this feeling, this was a feeling from the heart to a dull feeling.

Even when Leng Youyou left, Du Mu felt this strongly.

Qian Xiaoji felt a little self-blame in his heart, just now Lian Qingqing was obviously in need of help, but he didn't expect to run first.

Qian Xiaoji slapped himself hard in his heart.

You're not a mess!

"Don't move!" Seeing that Lian Qingqing seemed to be struggling, Qian Xiaoji hurriedly shouted.

When you are sick like this, you don't know how to cherish yourself.

At this moment, the manhood in Qianxiaoji's heart exuded violently, this woman needs to be taken care of!

Seeing that Lian Qingqing was trembling a little, Qian Xiaoji touched the futon, but there was only one futon, damn, how could a woman cover so little in winter!

Qian Xiaoji glared at Lian Qingqing, blaming her for not knowing how to take care of herself, thinking about her room, she had built three floors, and the bed was also cushioned with two layers of cotton wool, just like that, Qian Xiaoji felt that there was a trend towards the fourth layer of bedding, because he found that it was still a little cold at night.

Putting down the lunch box in his hand, Qian Xiaoji was a little glad in his heart, fortunately he was here again, otherwise Lian Qingqing would not have to be seriously ill.

I have decided in my heart that I have to find a doctor to come and see, as a man, I should come to do a qiē.

A strong manly pride was born in Qianxiaoji's heart.

Adhering to the idea that Lao Tzu is a man, Qian Xiaoji directly took out a warm and soft futon in the air, spread it out directly, and Qian Xiaoji covered Lian Qingqing's body.

Then, Qianxiaoji changed three more times, overlapping layer by layer, making Lian Qingqing no longer so cold.

As for Lian Qingqing, from the moment Qian Xiaoji came in, he originally had a somewhat lost heart, but some of them improved, and then when he saw Qian Xiaoji's movements, his confused head couldn't turn around, what kind of magic power is this?

Feeling the increase of the layers of bedding on the body, the bearing force of my body became heavier, and then it became warmer and warmer, and the body that was originally a little trembling slowly stopped.

After Qian Xiaoji changed four futons, he felt that it was not enough, so he added another one, and then withdrew his hand with some satisfaction.

Looking at the wet pillow, Qian Xiaoji knew that this was a big deal, so he changed to a king-size velvet pillow, the pillow can be changed, but the wet hair can't be changed.

So Qianxiaoji had a headache, although she wanted to wipe off some water with a cotton towel, but thinking about whether men and women could kiss or not, Qianxiaoji swallowed saliva and held back.

But then I thought about it, I am a man, this time should be atmospheric, don't care about so many details, I figured it out here, and Qian Xiaoji was instantly full of pride.

Regardless of Lian Qingqing's shocked gaze, he helped Lian Qingqing up.

At this moment, Qian Xiaoji regretted it, and deeply regretted it.

Lian Qingqing was not dressed, she was lying naked on the bed, so as soon as she raised Lian Qingqing's head, her white and tender shoulders were exposed, which was nothing, and the most important thing was that half of the twin peaks were exposed.

If Lian Qingqing hadn't reacted in time and blocked it with a futon, he would have been seen by Qian Xiaoji again.

Smelling the faint fragrance in the air, which is a fragrance similar to a lotus flower, Qian Xiaoji has some intention in his heart, and even a little moved somewhere in his own place.

"That, I, I just wanted, wanted, helped you, wiped your hair, nothing else."

On Lian Qingqing's pale face, a touch of red appeared, which made Lian Qingqing look as beautiful as a lily.

didn't speak, Lian Qingqing just pursed her pale and dry lips.

Qian Xiaoji felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward.

A snow-white cotton towel had already appeared in his hand.

has reached this point, the two are already in close contact, Lian Qingqing's head reached Qian Xiaoji's chest, and the distance between the two was only a few dozen centimeters, which looked similar to Qian Xiaoji hugging Lian Qingqing.

What are I doing with a big man twisting so much, the cotton towel in Qianxiaoji's hand slowly walked towards Lian Qingqing's hair.

Lian Qingqing's body was a little cold, and the cold soft touch on his hands made him think a lot.

At this moment, Qian Xiaoji thought of the 108,000-mile Long March of that year, Dong Cunrui's bombing of the bunker, the heroes of the revolutionary era, and the demon Zhao Gao.

Why do you think of Zhao Gao......

Qian Xiaoji understands that this is thinking too much.