Chapter 167

"Ziqing?" Qiulan tentatively called the name of wenziqing, and then he felt that he was held more tightly.

Wen Ziqing gave a light response: "well."

Although Wen Ziqing's voice has no ups and downs, Qiulan can still hear it. Wen Ziqing is in a good mood.

"Should you call me another name?" Qiulan intentionally guides wenziqing.

"Call you Laner like them?"

"They" of course is that pair of hypocritical autumn mother and daughter, autumn LAN a recollection, only feel that the body is about to get goose bumps.

"Another one."

"Well... Lan Lan?" Wen Ziqing's deep and magnetic voice rings in Qiulan's ear.

Qiulan's ears were red. "This is OK. But I'd like to hear something else. For example, it has nothing to do with my name. " Qiulan said with embarrassment.

Wen Ziqing's hand gently stroked, "you say so, I really did not expect. Why don't you mention one? "

Qiulan took a deep breath and finally made up her mind. She stood on tiptoe and whispered something in wenziqing's ear. Then she buried her head on wenziqing's shoulder. She didn't dare to move or look at wenziqing.

Wen Ziqing's dark eyes flashed a different mood from usual. He chuckled and called in a low voice: "baby?"

Qiu Lan's heart beats very fast, but rubs Wen Ziqing's shoulder with her head in response.

Hearing Wen Ziqing call him like this, Qiulan lost the chance to score because of neglecting the task. In an instant, his heart is filled with strong and huge satisfaction.

Although today's task failed, but the harvest of warm embrace and intimacy of Wen Ziqing call, Qiulan suddenly feel that the task is not very difficult, life is not as bad as imagined.

He was very lucky to meet this man in the world because of an experiment.

In Qiulan's 20 years of life, there are his mother who has been with him, some friends who have been in touch with him, and countless passers-by who he can't count and remember.

And he was grateful for meeting the strategic target.

Thanks for the fate of thousands of people, he can meet this and he fell in love, let him feel difficult from the person.

It's late at night. Outside the bedroom, there was a tranquility, only the sound of cicadas that came to mind from time to time.

On that day, Wen Ziqing did not leave the palace, so he went to bed a lot earlier.

Qiulan is always lying in bed early. After all, ancient times are not like modern times with advanced technology. There are no such interesting things as mobile phones and computers. As a princess, he is not like ordinary people who have jobs to do.

Wenziqing just lying in bed, Qiulan know he won't fall asleep so soon, then asked these days has been let him confused.

Qiulan's tone is more casual, but still concerned: "Lord, are you better recently?"

"Well." Wen Ziqing replied.

"I don't know if it's my illusion. It seems that when there is an outsider, the prince's cough is more serious."

Wen Ziqing didn't respond immediately. He fell into a flustered silence between the bed and the tent.

In the dark, through the window through the not very clear moonlight, Qiulan some nervously staring at wenziqing's back, thinking, is he saying something wrong?

Could it be that Wen Ziqing didn't want to hear about illness?

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