Chapter 28

The soft and tender little hand stuck to his cheek. From the size of his hand, Xi Muhan had a guess in his heart.

The wind blowing, sweet fruit into the nose, more sure of his heart guess.

Xi Muhan's head slanted for a while, pursed lips, cool voice can't hear emotion, "put your hands down, or you will be responsible for the consequences."

Yu Qiqi looks at Xiang Nan and Jiang Shuyan for help. They shrug their shoulders and give her a helpless look.

But at this time, Xi Muhan also had the movement, the slender hand took out from the pocket, stroked the hand which covered his eyes.

The chill of her fingertips came into the nerve endings through her skin. Yu Qiqi's body couldn't help beating a cold and exciting spirit. She subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but restrained her consciousness and continued to cover his eyes.

Yu Qiqi coughed twice and finished the "guess" game. She asked dryly with a smile, "male god, guess who I am?"

"This game, too naive."

With that, her slender, cool fingers took her hand down and strode forward.

Looking at Xi Muhan's back, Yu Qiqi felt frustrated.

Such a frustrating game, male god does not like it.

After a while of self mediation and consolation, Yu Qiqi followed him even though he didn't want to.

Xi Muhan found a place with few people and sat down. He took out the black leather book in his arm and put it on the table.

Yu Qiqi sat down in the chair beside him, looked up at the notebook in front of him, and asked curiously, "male god, you also have a pen and a book with you!"

Xi Muhan opened the book and said, "well, make a record."

"Oh, oh." Yu Qiqi nodded thoughtfully and suddenly said, "male god, can you lend me a piece of paper?"

"Well?" Xi Muhan turned to see her one eye, Yu Qiqi a little bit not very good, grabbed the hair, some pinching, "that, I also want to write."

Xi Muhan asked, "do you have a pen?"

"Well..." under Xi Muhan's eyes, Yu Qiqi spread out her pink palm in front of Xi Muhan and shook his head, "I didn't bring anything."

Xi Muhan took a look at the empty palm of the little girl's hand, and then went to see the little girl's embarrassed appearance, but he had no choice but to hook the lip, "then you only have paper, what do you take as a record?"

"You have!" Yu Qiqi's big watery eyes naturally looked at Xi Muhan, "I can use yours."

Xi Muhan

When he took the pen, he liked to take a replacement refill. He took the refill out of the packing bag and gave the pen to Yu Qiqi, "here you are!"

Yu Qiqi didn't reach out, "what about you?"

"I can use the refill."

He lowered his head, opened the notebook to the last page, and tore two pieces of paper from it.

His movement is very slow and light. The edge of the torn paper is very flat and there is no uneven edge.

One was given to Yu Qiqi, and the other was rolled on the refill.

The original thin and impressive refill is wrapped in the pen shell made of paper, which is much more comfortable to hold.

As soon as Xi Muhan raised his head, he suddenly turned to a pair of big eyes.

They were so close that he almost rubbed the tip of the little girl's nose when he looked up.

"Male god, you are so powerful! You can think of it all. "

Yu Qiqi holds his cheek in both hands, and his big eyes are shining with water. He looks at Xi Muhan with adoration and obsession. He doesn't find that the distance between them is too close.