He looked at Qi Hongnian, who suddenly came to life again in front of him, touched the corners of his eyes, the tears were gone, his eyes narrowed, and he sat on Qi Hongnian's bed.

Ye Qingli was uncomfortable with him, squeezed the hand of the cup, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Actually, how could she not know what was wrong.

After the soul enters the void, the body will enter a state of death, and she doesn't know what the body will look like when she leaves, but she can guess a few points.

Qi Yin took the messy quilt on the side to the side, and felt the heat on the person in front of him more clearly, as if he had been fished out of hot water, and his whole body seemed to be surrounded by a heat wave.

His keen eyes also did not miss the fine beads of sweat on Qi Hongnian's forehead and neck.

He didn't forget that a moment ago, the body of the young man in front of him was so cold to the bone!

Not at all what it is now!

Qi Yin raised his eyebrows: "Do you know what's wrong with you?" ”

Ye Qingli frowned, not sure how to answer, so he put the cup down and remained silent: "I slept for a while." So, what the hell is going on? ”

She threw the question back to him.

No way, she really doesn't know much about what happened, smart people know that at this time, pretending to be stupid is the last word!

Qi Yin's gaze locked on his every expression, and said, "I thought you were dead just now. ”

Ye Qingli blinked, expressing confusion: "How come, aren't I okay now?" You must be mistaken. ”

Qi Yin smiled: "I also hope I am wrong." He held out another hand and said, "But you have no heartbeat, no snort, no pulse." ”

There was a memorable sadness in the tone.

Ye Qingli immediately wrapped his arms around his heart, hugged his heart, and raised his eyebrows: "What? You measure my heartbeat?! ”

Qi Yin looked at the person in front of him who suddenly exploded, and finally really felt that this person came to life, full of the breath of life, and said with a smile: "Don't you look like I'm slighting you, okay?" ”

The voice rises with the curvature of the thin lips, and it is all a pleasant arc.

Ye Qingli grinded his teeth, slowly let go of his arm, and said hatefully: "I don't like others to touch me." ”

Qi Yin remembered his many hugs, and wondered, "Isn't it okay to hug?" ”

Ye Qingli took a step back on the bed, hugged the pillow, and said vigilantly: "Theoretically, I don't want it." ”

Qi Yin didn't know why his reaction was so big, and the interest came from his heart, he approached her, and his faces were close to each other, and he laughed: "Then I've hugged you several times, what will happen?" ”

The fist in Ye Qingli's hand was already ready, but before that, she had already refined the pill, and her physical strength had been overdrawn, so she had no intention of overexerting it.

He just symbolically flashed his fist in demonstration, and no matter how non-threatening his actions were, he just closed his eyes and pulled the quilt over it.

Two seconds later, he felt the hot heat on his body and kicked the quilt aside again.

Qi Yin looked at him helplessly, willful like a child, and helped her move the quilt farther away.

Seeing the light blue sash on her slender waist, he reached out to help her, but was held by her skillful hand, and when he looked down, he saw a silver ring on his slender middle finger.

Ye Qingli's frightened voice sounded in his ears: "What do you want to do?!" ”

In the words, there was undisguised shock, and ......

Well? Wrath?