It's not locked, but the surveillance is still there.

"It's okay if you're not angry, and take off the necklace for me."

"Impossible." Lu Jingjie's voice instantly became a little colder.

Just know.

Qiao An lay down with a cold face, covered the quilt with her back to Lu Jingjie, and said, "I want to sleep, you go out." ”

Attempts to fight the Cold War on the spot.

Lu Jingjie didn't speak, just lifted the corner of the quilt and took out the ointment to massage Qiao An's ankle.

Qiao An moved her feet to break free, but after struggling for a while, she couldn't break free from Lu Jingjie's clutches.

And he's quite comfortable to rub it.

She didn't struggle anymore.

Lu Jingjie applied medicine to her, Qiao An's feet were very small and white, and they could be held in the palm of one hand, soft as cotton.

He couldn't help but look up at the porcelain white slender calves on his little feet, and saw the spring light covered by the quilt.

The half-obscured and half-hidden spring light added a bit of temptation to her.

Lu Jingjie's eyes couldn't help but darken a little.

The place where I have been abstinent for five years also begins to tense.

But he still held back, lowered his eyes and applied the ointment, then stood up and went to the bathroom, washed his hands, and calmed the desire in his body by the way. Hope.

He stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself.

Think, not yet.

He couldn't lose his life until he got to know her thoroughly and really trapped her.

After all, what is too easy to get is often not cherished.

The only thing he can keep for Joan now is probably this one that makes her want to sleep. The face of the hope, and the slightest trace of guilt that may not be there.

He lowered his eyes, covered the haze under his eyes, wiped his hands, turned around and walked out of the bathroom, lifted the quilt and looked at Qiao An, who was still lying on the bed, and said, "Why do you have to sleep again when you just got up, get up and have breakfast." ”

Qiao An said angrily: "Your arms are cold, so I didn't sleep well last night, and I'm still sleepy." ”

Deceitful.

Lu Jingjie silently picked up Qiao An, he didn't sleep all night last night, watching her sleep like a dead pig in his arms, there was no movement at all.

He thought she was out of breath, and reached out to probe her breath many times.

When you are sure that you are still alive, you can settle down.

Lu Jingjie hugged Qiao An to the chair.

Qiao An reached out to get the bag of snacks first, but was caught by Lu Jingjie.

He took the porridge, brought it to Qiao An, and said, "Eat first, then have snacks." ”

Qiao An looked at the porridge and had no appetite at all, but she still picked up the spoon and ate it, it was sweet and silky, it was delicious, but it didn't meet Song Qiao'an's taste, after all, Song Qiao'an likes spicy food.

And it doesn't add an aura value.

So I lost my appetite even more.

She put down the spoon.

Lu Jingjie frowned.

Qiao An said: "You didn't cook it, I won't eat it." ”

Lu Jingjie was slightly surprised, as if he was a little surprised how Qiao An tasted that this porridge was not cooked by him, but it was undeniable that as soon as these words came out, his mood improved, so he squatted down and half-hugged Qiao An, and said, "Do you want to eat what I cooked?" ”

Joan nodded, "Yes." ”

The corners of Lu Jingjie's lips hooked slightly, stood up, bent down and kissed Qiao An's forehead, and said, "Okay, you wait, I'll borrow the kitchen of the hotel." ”

After that, they stayed at the hotel for most of the day.

Qiao An waited until late afternoon, and she didn't see Lu Jingjie go out to see the sister-in-law who heard from the corner yesterday.

On the contrary, when it was almost evening, Lu Jingjie said, "You accompany me to the banquet tonight." ”

Banquet?

Joan hugged the potato chips, lacking interest, and said, "Don't go." ”

Lu Jingjie looked back at Qiao An.