Chapter Seventy-Eight: "Why are you still stunned, take it off!"

Qi Youmian handed his hand up, and was firmly grasped by the young man's warm and powerful palm.

Wen Jiulan hooked the edge of the desk with her toes, poking out the area above her chest.

Noticing the little girl's nervousness, he squeezed the little girl's palm comfortingly, and then his palm slid down.

Before Qi Youmian could react, she was like being picked up by her parents by her arms when she was a child, and her whole person took off for a moment.

Then he went through the window and fell into the boy's arms.

Although Qi Youmian's weight was light, but in the end he directly hugged someone up, Wen Jiulan's gasping was slightly dull, and he completely subconsciously tightened the arm that was hugging Qi Youmian's chest, and rested his chin on the little girl's shoulder.

The winter clothes were thick, but the hot and humid breath seemed to be able to penetrate the barrier of the clothes, and it hit the shoulders in a daze.

Qi Youmian obediently sat obediently as Wen Jiulan's temporary pillow, put his backhand on the back of Wen Jiulan's hand, and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?" ”

Her feet were still on the window edge, and the cold winter wind swept through the thin ankles wrapped in cotton socks, and she could feel the green tendons on the back of the boy's hand under her palm.

Wen Jiulan was silent for a moment before letting go of her arm, "It's okay." ”

He helped Qi Youmian jump off the desk, "It's late, you have a good rest, I'll go first." ”

Qi Youmian subconsciously grabbed the young man's arm, and then reacted and let go of his hand, "That's ...... How do you go down? ”

When you come up, you still have a place to step on, but when you go down, it's really all about luck.

Even with a ladder, it is extremely difficult.

Wen Jiulan swept around the room, pondered for a few seconds, and asked, "Otherwise, do you have any spare sheets here, I'll tie them to the bedside post and try it." ”

Qi Youmian hurriedly went to the cabinet, "There should be, Aunt Chen usually prepares two sets for easy washing." ”

Wen Jiulan's gaze swept over the soft and snow-white quilt cover of the big bed, which was printed with countless cows, and the corners of her lips hooked slightly.

And the sheets that Qi Youmian found were light blue with rainbow patterns.

Seeing that Jiulan's gaze stayed on the cute pattern, Qi Youmian explained in a low voice, "This is the ...... that grandma prepared for me."

With red ears again, she forcibly cheered herself up - she's a high school student now, what's wrong with a cute sheet cover? Anyway, Wen Jiulan didn't know that she had already graduated from graduate school.

Qi Youyou, who didn't realize that his old bottom had been completely cleaned, firmly believed it.

"Well, it's good for us to sleep young." Wen Jiulan stared at the little girl's face with a starry smile in her eyes.

Qi Youmian decided to change the subject.

"The quality of this sheet should be okay, but I don't know if the length is appropriate."

Wen Jiulan took the neatly folded sheets and walked to the creamy white princess bed with a column in the center of the room.

Slender fingers weaved through the light blue sheets, easily tying a firm knot in the column.

Fortunately, the bedpost was not far from the window, and after Wen Jiulan put the sheet on the window, the end could just hang down to the folding ladder.

Seeing that the method was feasible, Qi Youmian was also greatly relieved.

"Stay safe, be careful."

It's just that before the teenager lands safely, her heart is inevitably still pinching.

Hearing Jiulan's response, he was still holding the sheet in his hand, and suddenly raised his other hand and gently rubbed the little girl's cheek with his soft fingertips.

"I'm leaving...... Rest early. ”

The young man was facing the moonlight, and his dark eyes seemed to be embellished with countless stars.

There is a night breeze blowing the hair on the top of the head, like a starry night picture of stunning beauty.

Qi Youmian was inevitably stunned by this beauty, and only replied half a beat late, "Okay." ”

Wen Jiulan raised her lips and smiled, exerting force on her wrist and clutching the sheet.

He was about to leave, but the action was a stunt.

His eyes subconsciously glanced over the closed door.

And Qi Youmian had already heard the footsteps that were not hurrying and slowly coming upstairs.

- How did Qi Hengzhi choose this time to go upstairs?

In the quiet two-story building in the middle of the night, the sound of gentle footsteps was slow, but it made Qi Youmian's heart lift up.

She pointed to the door, looked a little uneasy, and mouth-shaped Wen Jiulan.

[I didn't lock the door]

Wen Jiulan's eyes were slightly gloomy, and her steps were gentle, and she first untied the sheets tied to the bedside post.

The two of them looked at each other, and they both relaxed their breathing, and they both listened intently to the movement outside.

Although he knew that Qi Heng had always been careful and would not do anything to open other people's doors without permission, Qi Youmian still curled up his fingertips nervously.

Until I heard the footsteps and walked to the master bedroom on the second floor without a pause, and the sound of the master bedroom door handle turning was heard.

Qi Youmian was relieved.

She turned her head sideways to Wen Jiulan and said in an angry voice, "I'll go lock the door." ”

If you don't lock the door, you always feel scared, as if your parents may rush in at any time.

Wen Jiulan nodded.

Tonight is the first day of the Lunar New Year, the half-string crescent moon hangs quietly in the sky, and the surrounding clouds are light and elegant, as if there is nothing blocking a little moonlight.

Although the light veil of the window was completely removed, the light that came into the room was still not very bright.

Qi Youmian just wanted to hurry up and lock the door, and walked a little faster.

In her impression, the road from the window to the door should not be obstructed at all, but at this moment, the foot in the little white shoes kicked something.

The thing slid a few steps away with great smoothness, and then slammed headfirst against the door with a dull thud.

In the quiet of the small building, it was particularly harsh.

- It's over.

Qi Youmian was excited, stood up straight in an instant, and subconsciously looked at Wen Jiulan, with a bit of helplessness in his eyes.

There was a moment of silence in the hallway.

In the next second, with a soft click when the door was closed, the footsteps that were about to enter the master bedroom sounded again, and they turned around and came in the direction of Qi Youmian's bedroom.

Wen Jiulan's first reaction was to look around, wanting to hide in the wardrobe or the bathroom built into the bedroom.

He was about to take a step when his wrist suddenly caught a small white hand.

"Come here!" The little girl spoke in a hurry, dragging Wen Jiulan and rushing to the bed.

As if remembering something, Qi Youmian pushed Wen Jiulan in the direction of the bed, then turned back and picked up the culprit who had just made a movement - a pair of slippers that she took off for fear of making a sound before going out.

Before Wen Jiulan could react, she saw that the little girl had already run back neatly, and her fingertips were on the buttons of her coat.

Seeing that the young man was stunned and didn't move, she frowned and urged in a low voice, "What are you still doing in a daze, take it off!" ”

Wen Jiulan: ......?