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Qin Wuyan's warm expression on his face could not be maintained. He was already the acting priest and the controller of one person and ten thousand people. Did he still lack those clothes?
He just wanted a piece of her heart. Wearing her clothes, he felt extremely comfortable and felt her intention and care for him.
Qin Wuyan didn't want to talk about this topic anymore. He whispered, "it's getting late. Let's have a rest earlier. Dr. Zhong said I'm all right. I've already taken the medicine I should take, as long as we two..."
The man's palm slipped down Zhuang Xiaoyu's shoulder to the skirt, and his thin lips came up to Zhuang Xiaoyu's back neck. The warm breath sprinkled on her neck, arousing goose bumps all over her body.
Zhuang Xiaoyu's back froze, held his arm around his waist, and his voice trembled: "ah Yan."
Qin Wuyan's cheek was pasted on her cheek, and the man's beautiful Phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, like a beast waiting for prey to obey. The meridians on his arm were open and powerful.
The man's voice was slightly dumb and his breath was low: "huh?"
Then, regardless of Zhuang Xiaoyu's objection, he picked her up, bypassed the screen and put her on the bed.
Zhuang Xiaoyu suddenly struggled hard, "let go of me, you let go of me!"
Qin Wuyan sat on the bed and just hugged her. Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand held his arm tightly, and his fingernails pinched into his muscles. She didn't even find her strength.
Qin Wuyan coaxed for a while, unwilling to ask: "Xiaoyu, what are you afraid of?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment: Yes, what was she afraid of? Was she afraid of Qin Wuyan? Didn't she love him to death and even life? How long has it been? She felt embarrassed and resisted even being touched by him?
Is it only a few short years that she dreamed of in her life?
Zhuang Xiaoyu thought of this and couldn't help crying. She wrapped herself in bedding, covered her face with her hands and cried sadly.
Qin Wuyan was most afraid to see her tears. He thought he had provoked her. He compromised and said, "don't cry. I'll let you go. Don't do this."
Qin Wuyan wiped her tears with his sleeve. Zhuang Xiaoyu sobbed down and stuffed herself in the quilt. He said vaguely, "you go. Doctor Zhong said that I've been too sad recently. I've become ill. I'm not in good health. I can't serve you.
I also want to be alone. I don't want anyone to disturb me. "
Qin Wuyan held her wrist, put her arm into the quilt and tucked in the quilt corner: "OK, I'll come to see you when you're better."
The man sat for a while again. Without waiting for her to stay, he had to stand up, step by step and look back out of his bedroom and back to his courtyard.
The night wind was cold. Qin Wuyan stood on the steps and looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky. He was very silent.
Just holding her arm, he touched her pulse. He was indeed a little too sad, but he didn't become ill. She wasn't unable to serve him, she just didn't want to serve him.
The room art he learned from the booklet has no use at all, and he doesn't know what to do to continue to win her favor.
What should be concealed seems to have not surfaced, but the truth is always like a sharp sword hanging on the beam, which may fall down at any time and cut off his lifeline.
Qin Wuyan closed his eyes and returned to his bedroom.
It was a long night and he couldn't sleep. Qin Wuyan glanced at the wine bottles placed on the table. The women in the courtyard had been sent out of the house by Zhuang Xiaoyu. He didn't want to get drunk all night.
Qin Wuyan picked up his pen and began to deal with internal affairs.
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Qin Wuyan's warm expression on his face could not be maintained. He was already the acting priest and the controller of one person and ten thousand people. Did he still lack those clothes?
He just wanted a piece of her heart. Wearing her clothes, he felt extremely comfortable and felt her intention and care for him.
Qin Wuyan didn't want to talk about this topic anymore. He whispered, "it's getting late. Let's have a rest earlier. Dr. Zhong said I'm all right. I've already taken the medicine I should take, as long as we two..."
The man's palm slipped down Zhuang Xiaoyu's shoulder to the skirt, and his thin lips came up to Zhuang Xiaoyu's back neck. The warm breath sprinkled on her neck, arousing goose bumps all over her body.
Zhuang Xiaoyu's back froze, held his arm around his waist, and his voice trembled: "ah Yan."
Qin Wuyan's cheek was pasted on her cheek, and the man's beautiful Phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, like a beast waiting for prey to obey. The meridians on his arm were open and powerful.
The man's voice was slightly dumb and his breath was low: "huh?"
Then, regardless of Zhuang Xiaoyu's objection, he picked her up, bypassed the screen and put her on the bed.
Zhuang Xiaoyu suddenly struggled hard, "let go of me, you let go of me!"
Qin Wuyan sat on the bed and just hugged her. Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand held his arm tightly, and his fingernails pinched into his muscles. She didn't even find her strength.
Qin Wuyan coaxed for a while, unwilling to ask: "Xiaoyu, what are you afraid of?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment: Yes, what was she afraid of? Was she afraid of Qin Wuyan? Didn't she love him to death and even life? How long has it been? She felt embarrassed and resisted even being touched by him?
Is it only a few short years that she dreamed of in her life?
Zhuang Xiaoyu thought of this and couldn't help crying. She wrapped herself in bedding, covered her face with her hands and cried sadly.
Qin Wuyan was most afraid to see her tears. He thought he had provoked her. He compromised and said, "don't cry. I'll let you go. Don't do this."
Qin Wuyan wiped her tears with his sleeve. Zhuang Xiaoyu sobbed down and stuffed herself in the quilt. He said vaguely, "you go. Doctor Zhong said that I've been too sad recently. I've become ill. I'm not in good health. I can't serve you.
I also want to be alone. I don't want anyone to disturb me. "
Qin Wuyan held her wrist, put her arm into the quilt and tucked in the quilt corner: "OK, I'll come to see you when you're better."
The man sat for a while again. Without waiting for her to stay, he had to stand up, step by step and look back out of his bedroom and back to his courtyard.
The night wind was cold. Qin Wuyan stood on the steps and looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky. He was very silent.
Just holding her arm, he touched her pulse. He was indeed a little too sad, but he didn't become ill. She wasn't unable to serve him, she just didn't want to serve him.
The room art he learned from the booklet has no use at all, and he doesn't know what to do to continue to win her favor.
What should be concealed seems to have not surfaced, but the truth is always like a sharp sword hanging on the beam, which may fall down at any time and cut off his lifeline.
Qin Wuyan closed his eyes and returned to his bedroom.
It was a long night and he couldn't sleep. Qin Wuyan glanced at the wine bottles placed on the table. The women in the courtyard had been sent out of the house by Zhuang Xiaoyu. He didn't want to get drunk all night.
Qin Wuyan picked up his pen and began to deal with internal affairs.
Qin Wuyan's warm expression on his face could not be maintained. He was already the acting priest and the controller of one person and ten thousand people. Did he still lack those clothes?He just wanted a piece of her heart. Wearing her clothes, he felt extremely comfortable and felt her intention and care for him.Qin Wuyan didn't want to talk about this topic anymore. He whispered, "it's getting late. Let's have a rest earlier. Dr. Zhong said I'm all right. I've already taken the medicine I should take, as long as we two..."The man's palm slipped down Zhuang Xiaoyu's shoulder to the skirt, and his thin lips came up to Zhuang Xiaoyu's back neck. The warm breath sprinkled on her neck, arousing goose bumps all over her body.Zhuang Xiaoyu's back froze, held his arm around his waist, and his voice trembled: "ah Yan."Qin Wuyan's cheek was pasted on her cheek, and the man's beautiful Phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, like a beast waiting for prey to obey. The meridians on his arm were open and powerful.The man's voice was slightly dumb and his breath was low: "huh?"Then, regardless of Zhuang Xiaoyu's objection, he picked her up, bypassed the screen and put her on the bed.Zhuang Xiaoyu suddenly struggled hard, "let go of me, you let go of me!"Qin Wuyan sat on the bed and just hugged her. Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand held his arm tightly, and his fingernails pinched into his muscles. She didn't even find her strength.Qin Wuyan coaxed for a while, unwilling to ask: "Xiaoyu, what are you afraid of?"Zhuang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment: Yes, what was she afraid of? Was she afraid of Qin Wuyan? Didn't she love him to death and even life? How long has it been? She felt embarrassed and resisted even being touched by him?Is it only a few short years that she dreamed of in her life?Zhuang Xiaoyu thought of this and couldn't help crying. She wrapped herself in bedding, covered her face with her hands and cried sadly.Qin Wuyan was most afraid to see her tears. He thought he had provoked her. He compromised and said, "don't cry. I'll let you go. Don't do this."Qin Wuyan wiped her tears with his sleeve. Zhuang Xiaoyu sobbed down and stuffed herself in the quilt. He said vaguely, "you go. Doctor Zhong said that I've been too sad recently. I've become ill. I'm not in good health. I can't serve you.I also want to be alone. I don't want anyone to disturb me. "Qin Wuyan held her wrist, put her arm into the quilt and tucked in the quilt corner: "OK, I'll come to see you when you're better."The man sat for a while again. Without waiting for her to stay, he had to stand up, step by step and look back out of his bedroom and back to his courtyard.The night wind was cold. Qin Wuyan stood on the steps and looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky. He was very silent.Just holding her arm, he touched her pulse. He was indeed a little too sad, but he didn't become ill. She wasn't unable to serve him, she just didn't want to serve him.The room art he learned from the booklet has no use at all, and he doesn't know what to do to continue to win her favor.What should be concealed seems to have not surfaced, but the truth is always like a sharp sword hanging on the beam, which may fall down at any time and cut off his lifeline.Qin Wuyan closed his eyes and returned to his bedroom.It was a long night and he couldn't sleep. Qin Wuyan glanced at the wine bottles placed on the table. The women in the courtyard had been sent out of the house by Zhuang Xiaoyu. He didn't want to get drunk all night.Qin Wuyan picked up his pen and began to deal with internal affairs.
