Long Qihan lifted her quilt and took out her hand and put it in the palm of her hand to play with it.

Sometimes pinching, sometimes kneading, sometimes can't help but bow your head and touch it gently with your lips.

If he knew that things would turn out like this, he would definitely choose a slightly gentler way to get her.

But so what? No matter how he gets her, she will be his own after all, and she must be his own. There was a determined sparkle in his eyes.

"Master." Leng Mo pushed open the door, and when she saw that her grandfather was holding Qi Weinai's hand, her eyes were straight.

Long Huang Han gave her a fluttering look, Leng Mo shuddered, and hurriedly lowered his head.

Long Haohan didn't care what his subordinates thought of him, but still played with his fingers slowly, and the owner of the fingers was sleeping soundly.

"The news over there has been confirmed that he did have that virus."

Long Haohan casually put Qi Weinai's hand back. bowed slightly, signaling Leng Mo to go out.

Leng Mo lowered his head and quickly retreated.

Long Qihan glanced at the person who was sleeping deeply, took out a cigarette and a lighter, and went straight to the balcony. He didn't stay on the balcony for long, and then he put his things back in their original form. turned to take off his shoes and socks and went directly to bed, and then took Qi Weinai, who was sleeping with a rosy face, into his arms and hugged him, and closed his eyes.

Qi Weina was woken up by the heat in a daze, and after waking up, he always felt that something was wrong.

After she slowed down for two minutes and woke up a little, she kept her body stiff, not daring to move, letting the hand rest on her waist. Let the thin hot breath of the person behind her spray on her neck.

As he exhaled and breathed, her hair was blown and swept to her neck, a little itchy, Qi Weinai's head moved slightly to one side, moved again, and then slowly turned her head over, familiar eyebrows and eyes, familiar face. She swallowed subconsciously, shook her fingers, and shook her fingers again, not knowing what she should do at the moment, whether to push him away and give him a slap, or to kick him to the ground?

She thought about it, and subconsciously swallowed it again. Then I thought: why is he lying here? Why would he hold himself? He, in his heart, actually likes her too?

Thinking of that possibility, Qi Weinai's breathing became short, and his palms sweated. She stared at his lips and kept being distracted, and the person subconsciously approached his face.

Suddenly, he moved, and Qi Weinai was so startled by him that he quickly closed his eyes, and even his breathing was subconsciously slowed down.

Qi Weina could clearly hear a change in his breathing.

She was trying to create the illusion that she was still asleep, and took the opportunity to look away. In the next second, I only felt a cold on my lips, and I only felt that the blood in my body was coagulated.

While she was still thinking about how to react, he had already pried her lip open.

……

Qi Weina listened to the sound of slow breathing from beside her, and her eyes were fixed on his thin red lips again. Did they just now?

Her gaze turned to the uninjured hand, which was still tugging tightly at the clothes on his chest. She could feel that the palm of her hand was already soaked with sweat.

Qi Weina gently let go of her hand, and after a while, she reached out again to grab his clothes, and then let go again, and did this action back and forth several times before she confirmed again that what she had just experienced was not a dream.