Chapter 128: The Flower in the Palm

Qin Jiu pouted at some point, and muttered, "Don't you also have a cousin?" I didn't let you have less contact with her......"

Wan Qichen was slightly stunned by what she said, and then realized who her cousin she was talking about.

A pair of eyes were so dark that they seemed to be bottomless deep pools, he looked at her for a while, and just when Qin Jiu felt uncomfortably that he was about to be stared at by his eyes for two holes, he suddenly moved.

Stretched out his hand and lifted her up from the hot spring, regardless of the fact that she was wet like a chicken in soup at the moment, he pulled a towel at random and wrapped her, picked her up and left.

His movements were so smooth that Qin Jiu was soaked and didn't dare to struggle, and he was stiffly carried out of the Hot Spring Palace towards his courtyard.

He used light skills, and he was very fast, and carried her directly back to his bedroom.

Seeing the door of the bedroom close in front of him, Qin Jiu's heart pounded.

The bedroom always feels very private and ambiguous, and every time she goes to his room, she can't stop thinking.

Carefully tugging at Wan Qianchen's clothes, raising her eyes to look at his resolute chin, her throat moved, and she asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?" ”

No matter how stupid she was, she also found out that something was wrong with Wan Qichen, and she didn't know what was wrong with him, anyway, she felt that he was very strange today.

Wan Qichen didn't answer her, but just carried her around the screen and entered the inner room, put her on the bed like this, and lay down on it himself, and lay down beside her.

No speech, no movement.

Qin Jiu's hands and feet were wrapped and he couldn't move at will, so he could only turn his head slightly to look at Wan Qichen who was lying beside him.

The angular lines of his side face are cold, even if he lies next to her so intimately, he also looks like no one is close, where is the slightest ambiguity.

She swallowed, her heart beating so fast that she was about to stop, and asked again cautiously, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Wan Qichen glanced sideways at her, turned his head again, and closed his eyes, "I'm tired, don't make noise, let me rest for a while." ”

At the corner of Qin Jiu's mouth, four words popped up in his mind: inexplicable.

Wan Qichen closed his eyes, and seemed to be really asleep, breathing very slowly.

But Qin Jiu was still wearing wet clothes, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Wan Qichen doesn't have her clothes here, and even if she does, she can't change them here.

She was very helpless, so she could only twist and twist her hand to break free from the scarf, and when she was about to wipe it, her body was heavy, but Wan Qichen turned over and pressed it.

He propped himself up on the bed with one hand and wrapped the other around her waist, imprisoning her writhing little body.

He was so close to her that he could touch her lips as long as he lowered his head slightly.

It was clearly such an ambiguous gesture, but what he said was not ambiguous at all, "Didn't you tell you not to make noise, what to mess with?" ”

“!”

Looking at the handsome face that was close at hand, Qin Jiu's movements froze, but where was there any turmoil and noise in her, she ......

Qin Jiu wanted to refute, but looking at his boundless phoenix eyes and feeling his breath falling on her cheeks, her face turned red, and what she wanted to say was forgotten.

Wan Qichen looked at her quietly, her mouth had already been kissed by him ruddy, more and more seductive, the fawn-like eyes were misty, and the white and flawless little face was red, it was really delicate and weak like a flower, a palm flower that made people want to protect it in the palm of her hand.