"You, you ......"

Ling Qi's tongue was a little knotted. ~with~dream~small~say~щ~suimеng~lā

But at this time, he suddenly read some pictures from Zhan Qianyan's heart.

With blushing cheeks, he was looking at the person in front of him with affection.

Then his big palm landed on him, touching inch by inch, and the buttons of his clothes were unbuttoned under his palm......

"Hooligans!"

With a roar, his cheeks flushed, he pushed away the man who was almost attached to him.

The crumbling towel also fell, and in a hurry, it was too late for her to look away.

I saw that there was a big pair of pants under the bath towel.

“……”

Thinking about nothing else, Ling Qi had already run to the door, opened the door and ran out.

"Qiqi, has Qianyan washed it, and asked him to come down for dinner."

As soon as I arrived at the staircase, I ran into Lu Zheng.

Ling Qi was stunned for a moment, remembering his flushed cheeks, he hurriedly responded and turned his head back.

Standing outside Zhan Qianyan's door, he didn't want to go in, so he leaned outside and covered his cheeks with his hands.

The previous scene was so unexpected for her, it felt like the big hand was roaming over her skin.

His warm breath seemed to turn into countless large hands, caressing her.

At this point, when she calmed down, she remembered.

The images that can be seen by one's own mind reading skills are only those that have happened.

If it were just pure fantasy, there would be no pictures at all, just sounds and ideas.

In other words, in the information that Zhan Qianyan read in his heart, the woman who was entangled with him was not himself, but ......

The heat on his face gradually subsided, and the uncomfortable feeling in his heart spread again.

There was a dull pain in the heart.

It turned out that he and her had reached such a point of intimacy.

Yes, it's not strange for such a close lover to do something when the love is strong.

She didn't know why she felt uncomfortable, maybe it was because of the discomfort caused by his memories associated with her.

She admits that she sometimes thinks about Zhan Qianyan's excellent trance, but that's a good impression at best.

She believed she wouldn't like him.

"What are you doing standing here?"

The cold and detached voice, with an indifference that had not been seen before, brought Ling Qi out of his chaotic thoughts.

She snapped back to her senses and saw Zhan Qianyan's indifferent eyebrows.

His lips pursed, revealing his displeasure.

"Grandpa asked me to call you to dinner."

First of all, because he concealed himself and talked about being able to read minds, he questioned him indiscriminately.

Later, he accused him for no reason because of his misunderstanding.

Thinking of the "hooligan" he blurted out before leaving, Ling Qi couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

I wish I could go back in time before I ran away, at least take back that sentence.

Seeing her distressed face, unable to tell whether it was apology or cowering and evasive, Zhan Qianyan lowered her eyes slightly.

The long eyelashes covered the eyelids, and the meaning was unknown, "What do you see...... Not you. ”

After speaking, regardless of Ling Qi's reaction, he turned around and left.

From the moment she said the rascal, he knew that because of her shy appearance, he couldn't hold back the memory picture that she had glimpsed into her.

Because of his words, Ling Qi's cheeks turned red again.

I was only thinking about why I felt uncomfortable because I found out that he had an intimate relationship with Yan Manman before.

I didn't have time to think about that scene.

At this time, because of his words, he easily recalled the memories of that time, and for a while he only felt that the whole person was about to burn.