He didn't say too much, but used his actions to support her decision, respect her ideas, and protect everything about her.

The wind was fierce and a little biting, but the residual heat of the cloak surrounded her, and the hat kept her against the cold wind.

She nestled in his arms, and fell asleep like this, sleeping quietly without any defense, sleeping peacefully in his arms.

Su Ziqing also tightened the strength of holding her, so that she could fall asleep as peacefully as possible.

When Chi Yao woke up again, he was already on the bed of an inn.

Su Ziqing sat on the soft floor, holding the Buddhist scriptures in one hand and looking at them, and playing with the Buddhist beads with the other hand, occasionally turning a page with slender and distinct fingers, and the whole person looked soft under the faint candlelight.

Chi Yao lifted the futon on his body and came to him, knelt on top of the soft collapse, put his hands lazily on his knees, and looked at his hand playing with Buddha beads with curiosity.

Su Ziqing didn't look up when he heard her get up, but just asked in a gentle and doting tone, "Awake?" I've found an inn, and we're going to have to stay here for the next few days..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chi Yao pinched his soft fingertips, and a burst of numbness spread from his fingertips to his body, Su Ziqing raised his eyes to look at her, and the look in his eyes was only invisible.

He grabbed her softness and said helplessly: "Don't move." I booked two rooms, and I'll go back first when you wake up. ”

With that, she closed the Buddhist scripture in her hand and put it on the table next to her, and gently squeezed her little hand to get up and leave.

Unexpectedly, he was caught off guard by Chi Yao's sudden strength.

Chi Yao gently pulled his hand in her direction and brought him in her direction, and Su Ziqing, who was unprepared, subconsciously threw herself on her.

But at the last moment, he put one hand against her back, and the other hand on her side, both for fear that she would accidentally touch a sharp object, and for fear that he would crush her and hurt her.

Chi Yao's drooping ink hair was scattered on both sides of her shoulders and neck, and some broken hair fell mischievously on Chi Yao's cheeks, and the itchy feeling made Chi Yao can't help but blow it, but it added a bit of messy beauty to her, and people couldn't help but bully her fiercely.

Su Ziqing didn't care about these details, he immediately got up and pulled Chi Yao up, and asked her anxiously.

"Yaoyao, are you okay?"

After that, he didn't wait for Chi Yao to answer, and personally checked her body, looking up and down, for fear that she would feel unwell.

He didn't open his mouth to reproach her for her playfulness, but blamed himself for his unsteady.

The first thing she did after getting up immediately was to care about whether her body was injured.

Chi Yao sat on the soft floor, her eyes were crystal clear, her dark pupils seemed to be always looking at him with moisture, her lips were biting as if she wanted to say something silently, the action she had just pulled made her clothes a little messy, and even her neat hair in the past was a little messy.

Su Ziqing, who didn't pay attention just now, suddenly reacted at this moment, the worry in his eyes was replaced by darkness, and there was a little tigerish gaze, and the astringent throat made him roll involuntarily, and the Adam's apple also moved up and down, with a slight hook in his ascetic temperament.

Chi Yao looked at him with a look that was gradually wrong, the smile in her eyes became more and more obvious, she evoked a bad smile, lightly tapped the protruding part with her soft fingers, and asked in a sweet tone with a hint of fake curiosity.

"Ziqing, you are... Thirsty and want to drink water? ”