Make a lying corpse.

The young man looked at the little girl with a pair of dark eyes.

Because I didn't have a change of clothes, I still look a little embarrassed.

The cuffs are rolled up.

The white eyes of that wrist were dazzling.

Chi Yan couldn't hold back.

He pinched the little girl's wrist and lifted it up.

Let go.

Smack.

The little girl's hand fell back onto the couch.

I don't have any strength at all.

Qinghui turned his head and glanced at him.

Big-eyed and godless.

Reflected in his face.

The tone of the board and the eyes, irritable.

"What do you do?"

If you can't fight, don't provoke Lord Lingjian!

Chi Yan almost laughed at this little girl.

A cold and noble chuckle rang out.

The boy's black hair was still slightly damp, and a few strands were attached to his forehead.

The contours of a face are flawless.

With a bit of cold charm.

Hands raised, pressed against the side of the couch.

The body is pressed down, approaching.

Almost the whole circle of Qinghui in his arms.

The smell of blood on his body was mixed with the cold smell of pine.

With a bit of oppression.

This feeling made Qinghui a little uncomfortable.

Turn over.

Her soft breath slid down his cheek.

The little hand is raised quickly.

I tried to grab him by the collar and push him out.

Why is this person so annoying?

And he was just stabbed by that weak chicken weapon.

Why hasn't it been good yet?

It's not okay to be squeamish, you still have to do something with Lord Lingjian.

The two breaths are intertwined.

Chi Yan reacted quickly.

Tilt sideways before Qinghui moves.

The two froze.

Qinghui's dead fish eyes lit up little by little, tilted his head sideways, and his tone was flamboyant and angry, "What?" You want to fight me right now? ”

Fights, of course.

It's the fact that this person is sick and weak.

If she goes back, she will know that she has beaten a sick and weak person.

It's too low!

Light Coffee: '...... Please forget about the fight for a while. ’

Qianjia is really worried that these tasks will die halfway because of Qinghui's character.

Fortunately, one of the two is reliable.

Chi Yan is slow and reasonable.

"Don't talk about fights."

Ay? Not to mention the fight, then what else does her Spirit Sword have to do with you?

Qinghui, who didn't pay attention to the shallow coffee for the time being, tilted his head slowly.

Under the eyes is a genuine doubt.

Chi Yan retreated slightly.

Qinghui's hand also let go a little.

Watch him tug at his neckline again.

Suddenly, the thin and beautiful lips hooked an arc.

Staring at her.

"Before, you said that you want to support me?"

Qinghui opened his big blank eyes and looked at the ceiling.

Think back to this stubble.

Oh, yes.

It seems that there is such a thing.

Kindness.

Lord Spirit Sword.

Talk the talk!

So he nodded earnestly.

"I, with money, will support you."

Justified, I haven't forgotten the words of the shallow coffee before.

Another look in his face.

Added praise.

"You're good-looking."

Asaka: Although there seems to be something wrong with this logical relationship...... But I thank you for not forgetting me.

"I made the meal, I cleaned up the things, and I changed the medicine myself......"

Chi Yan Qinggui's voice counted one by one.

Then he lifted his clothes.

"Oh, and you didn't even change my clothes."

And said you want to support me?

Lord Spirit Sword tilted his head and thought for a moment.

And then did not reflect on himself.

Speak to the shallow coffee.

He's really, so troublesome. ’

Why is it so hard to take him back?!

Oh, grumpy.

As for her fault?

How could Lord Spirit Sword be wrong?

Inexistent.