Fortunately, Chunhua and Qiuyue reacted quickly, and as soon as they heard the voice of the young lady inside, they hurriedly found a place to hide.

Otherwise, the good atmosphere will be ruined by their two little maids, and the sin will be great.

Qin Wanqing saw that there was no one outside the room, so she closed the window resignedly, walked back, and yawned again.

At this time, the night is getting deeper and deeper, I am really sleepy, early tomorrow morning, I am afraid that I will have to enter the palace to ask the Queen Mother and her old man to say goodbye.

Qin Wanqing turned around, glanced at Wen Yu, who was lying on the bed with his back to him, and finally gritted his teeth, and simply hugged the quilt on the bed to the chaise longue.

It seems that I can only spend one night on the couch tonight.

Qin Wanqing went to the chaise longue and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, and began to fall asleep.

A cool breeze suddenly blew in from the window, gently brushing her cheeks, and suddenly sobering Qin Wanqing a little.

She sat up from the chaise longue abruptly again.

Qin Wanqing turned her head and looked at Wen Yu who was lying on the bed, wearing only a thin ink shirt.

It's autumn now, and it's a little cool at night.

But don't the wound on her elbow is not healed, and she has a cold here.

Then this guy really has more reason to stay with her in the future.

There was only her quilt in the room, Qin Wanqing got down from the chaise longue and looked around, as if it was not appropriate to use anything.

After thinking about it, she took the quilt back and covered Wen Yu.

But in this way, what does she build?

Qin Wanqing's eyes rolled, and finally came to the closet.

She bent down and dug in the closet, found a few big cotton skirts in winter, and finally secretly rubbed the cotton skirts on herself, wrapping herself like a dumpling.

After doing all this, Qin Wanqing was already sweating profusely, and as soon as she fell on the chaise lonier, she immediately fell asleep.

Almost at the moment when she fell asleep, Wen Yu on the bed suddenly sat up.

He glanced at the quilt covered on his body, and then at Qin Wanqing, who was wrapped like a dumpling on the chaise longue, and his eyes were slowly dyed with warmth.

In the middle of the night, Qin Wanqing had a very bloody dream.

In the dream, she seemed to be drunk, but she was drunk, grabbed Wen Yu and kissed her wildly.

Wen Yu waved her away in disgust, and she stuck on it again, like a dog skin plaster.

No, no, no.

Although Qin Wanqing is dreaming, her brain is still clear, she knows that she is dreaming, and she can't help but want to wake up in her dream, why is she so angry? Isn't it just that Wen Yu looks a little better?

Is this untenable?

Maybe it was she who scolded herself and played a role, but now, Qin Wanqing in the dream became honest.

But......

When you're drunk, you're drunk, right?

How can it be so hot?

Qin Wanqing closed her eyes and began to undress.

Beside him, Wen Yu's body stiffened, and his back instantly collapsed straight.

He was sleeping well, but the woman next to him suddenly punched and kicked, as if she was practicing Tai Chi, her little hands and feet kept waving, and she was not at ease at all, and even waved it on his body.

Finally, I settled down a little at this time, and I don't know what kind of wind Qin Wanqing suddenly smoked again, and actually began to un/dress on the bed.

Qin Wanqing was wearing two big cotton jackets, she was almost hot to death, she pulled hard, and finally tore off the cotton clothes.

This is not enough.