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Qin Jian hurriedly took the cup and patted An Yin on the back.

The palm of his hand patted An Yin's back, which was an ordinary action, but the slightly rough fingertips touched the skin on her back, making An Yin realize that she was empty.

An Yin's face turned red instantly, and she lay down directly, pulled the quilt up, and covered her neck tightly.

Qin Jian is funny, where else is there on her, he hasn't seen it?

As soon as this thought moved, her mind floated over her creamy body, and there was the delicate touch of her skin in the palm of her hand.

The lower abdomen suddenly tightened.

The wolf, who has been hungry for more than 20 years, has opened the meat and tasted the meat, which is even more ferocious than when he was hungry, but he is full and hungry, and it is even more unbearable than when he is hungry.

It's a pity that the little white rabbit in front of him has been tossed sick by him, and if he doesn't restrain himself, he will really play her bad.

Qin Jian put the milk cup on the bedside table, "Get up by yourself, finish the milk, and then take the medicine." With that, he turned and walked away.

An Yin breathed a sigh of relief, but saw him walking in the direction of the bathroom, "What are you doing?" ”

"Wash your face."

An Yin is confused, he has a habit of cleanliness, and he has to brush his teeth and wash his face when he gets up, so it is impossible to go out for a walk with his clothes on, and he hasn't washed his face yet.

It's enough to mess around in the private garden, and An Yin doesn't want to make any more trouble in the Qin Mansion.

At the moment when the bathroom door was closed, An Yin immediately stretched out her hand out of the quilt, drank the milk as quickly as possible, took the medicine, and then began to look for clothes.

As a result, I found that I had no clothes.

Even the outfit she wore yesterday was nowhere to be seen, apparently thrown out by him and washed.

This is the East Pavilion, and her clothes are all in her room next door.

An Yin lifted the quilt and glanced inside, so worried that her little face was wrinkled into a heap.

Now, there are only two paths.

First, wrapped in the quilt and left Qin Jian's bedroom and went back to her room.

Second, when Qin Jian comes back, let him help her get her clothes.

Wrapped in a quilt and going out, in case she meets someone outside the door, her virtue, even if she has a thousand mouths, she can't deny her relationship with Qin Jian.

However, wait for Qin Jian......

An Yin thought of Qin Jian's various bad behaviors.

Forget it.

Anyin cheered herself up.

How can you be so unlucky that you can meet people when you go out...... Bet......

An Yin took two strong breaths and jumped out of bed.

The toes just hit the ground.

Behind him came the sound of the door opening.

An Yin's scalp tightened, and she jumped on the bed almost reflexively, and a snow-white thigh stretched out of the quilt and put it on the bed.

The bathroom door opens.

Damn it.

It's too late to get to bed.

An Yin immediately squatted down and shrank under the bed, hoping that Qin Jian didn't see her, thinking that she had already gone out.

Qin Jian washed his face with cold water, came out of the bathroom, and looked at the bed.

There was no one on the bed, and the milk and medicine on the bedside table were obediently eaten.

Qin Jian was about to look in the direction of the door, when he suddenly heard the faint sound of breathing behind the bed, frowned, strode over, walked around the big bed, and saw the woman wrapped like an ostrich, and his handsome face suddenly sank.

Is he a ghost that makes her afraid of being like this?

"What are you doing?"

"Something dropped, come down and pick it up."

Picking up things, can you use yourself to roll yourself into this virtue?

Qin Jian frowned, walked over, directly twisted up the quilt with the person, and threw it back on the bed.

The quilt was spread out, and An Yin lay on her back on the quilt, completely revealing under the man's nose.

An Yin hurriedly reached out to pull the quilt, this innate vigilance made his eyes cold.

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