Seeing Qinghui sleeping like this, he reached out and gently wiped Qinghui's cheeks with a warm handkerchief.

Qinghui squinted his eyes, and he didn't move much, just shrunk next to him.

Let his warm towel and fingers stick to him.

Because it was quite warm, Qinghui also subconsciously rubbed his fingertips with his side face so slightly.

The sensation from the fingers made it feel as if they had been electrocuted during the monsoon rain, and the hand instantly retracted.

Pinching the handkerchief, he looked at Qinghui a little blankly.

Suddenly, there was no more face-wiping service, and Qinghui looked up at him blankly than him.

I saw the young man in the king's uniform, who changed his calm and calm in front of the ministers, lowered his head, and the tips of his ears were slightly red.

Then he came up again, reached out, gently wiped her cheek, pursed the corners of his lips, and smiled obediently.

"Would you like to kiss it? Kiss it. ”

Kiss it, and then it seems like you want to rub it again.

Qinghui looked at his red ears and blinked.

I don't have any opinion on kissing.

But I don't know what I remembered.

Qinghui pushed the person aside with his backhand, lowered his head and gave him a kiss on the lips.

I was particularly scummy and wanted to run when I touched it.

Then the waist was pressed.

Qinghui looked down at him, and saw that his eyes seemed to be burning with flames, and the tips of his ears were even more red.

With a little powder at the end of his eyes, he looked straight at her.

While being shy, he came over strongly, and kept Qinghui's body down.

Touching the corner of Qinghui's lips.

Simple contact was no longer enough for him.

Keep going deeper.

In the end, he was pushed away by Qinghui in annoyance, and he didn't feel sad at all.

Just pursed her lips and smiled in satisfaction.

Qinghui sat next to him and watched him smile like a fool.

I didn't forget to talk to the shallow coffee who fell on the table next to him and stiffened a little when the two kissed.

'Do you feel that Mingyue is getting more and more crippled?' Before, it was still a physical deficiency......

For example, what kind of fight is not good, the ears can't hear......

Qinghui thought in his heart, and then nodded heavily, "Now it's a psychological deficiency, you look at him, he laughs like a fool." ’

Light coffee: ......

Good metaphor.

Applaud.

It's too vivid.

Compared to Lord Mingyue, he must have been very happy when he learned this evaluation.

Qinghui hasn't finished yet.

Seeing him still hang his head and smile.

I couldn't help but lean over and reached out and poked the corner of his crimson lips.

The crimson eyes were a little curious.

'Is it because of the feeling that your Mingyue's Divine Soul Fragment can still divert your IQ? ’

If you look at this piece, it doesn't feel very smart.

Light coffee: ...... As far as I know, the shattering of the soul does not have such an effect.

Qinghui: 'Oh, I see, he's so stupid. ’

Shallow coffee: This thinking is okay, great, you win!

didn't know that Qinghui had already judged in his heart that he was a 'mentally retarded', and he hung his head obediently when it rained, allowing Qinghui's fingertips to gently poke his cheeks.

When Qinghui's hand was about to be withdrawn, he reached out and grabbed Qinghui's wrist.

Then rather offended, he pulled Qinghui into his arms.

If it had been before, he would have been cautious when he came up and hugged him twice, let alone pulled him into his arms.

It can be said that it is indeed getting more and more bold.

Qinghui has been used to this person, and he has often been pressed on his head and into his arms before.

Qinghui adapts quite well.