Chapter 578

The next day, at dawn, when Qinghe was still under the quilt, he was carried out of the hexu hall by an intruder and the quilt and sat in the carriage to Huaying town.

Sitting on the seat with the quilt rolled up, Qinghe stared at her face and smiled at her man. He really wanted to jump up and tear the smile on his face.

A person who looks smart and bright is really speechless and choking.

He took her to the car and hugged her. He rolled up the quilt and was afraid that she would be cold. She didn't mind, but could you ask him to bring her a dress?

She only wears a thin bedclothes and trousers, okay?

And it's still close and thin, okay?!!

The key is that it's cool in the morning. It's nothing for her to wear a quilt. In this August and September weather, does she also wrap a quilt and sit at noon?!! She has no problem in her mind!!

She now seriously doubts that he is absolutely intentional!!!

The corner of Si Jue's mouth was shallow, and the old God was curving her, as if he was passing a message to her - he was intentional!!

Qinghe took a few deep breaths and took another breath, but no matter how many breaths she took, she couldn't spit out.

Clenching her fist, she finally couldn't help being angry. She gritted her teeth and said, "are you going to let me sit all the way to Huaying town?"

Si Jue smiled lightly, "do you have any opinions?"

"Yes!!" Qinghe was so angry at the corners of his eyes, "I'm hot!!"

"Oh" Si Jue smiled, like a big gray wolf coaxing Little Red Riding Hood, "come on, brother Jue helped you lift the quilt."

He said, gesturing to stretch out his hand to pull the quilt on her.

Qinghe was so scared that his face turned white that he hid his whole body on the back of the car and flustered, "no, no!"

Si Jue raised his eyebrows. "Are you not hot?"

As soon as Qinghe pulled his mouth, his face turned black and said, "I'm not hot!!"

"Yes." Si Jue nodded and looked at her with a smile.

Qinghe was angry, but he couldn't really open the quilt in front of him, so he didn't go to see him, closed his eyes and leaned against the back of the car, silently reciting "I'm not hot, I'm not hot at all, I'm not hot who's hot"!!!

In this way, Qinghe really went from hot to not hot, and then from not hot to leaning against the car and fell asleep.

Listening to the shallow breathing sound of her breath, Si Jue sighed slightly and stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms.

Looking down at her hot crimson face, she twisted her eyebrows and stretched out her hand to pull off the quilt on her body. Unexpectedly, as soon as her hand touched the corner and pulled slightly, the quilt was tightly held from the inside. The little woman who had closed her eyes suddenly opened her eyes.

Si Jue was stunned and stared at her. He saw her blink, then close her eyes, find a comfortable place in his arms and sleep again.

Si Jue can't cry or laugh.

But she curled up in his arms like a kitten. Her hands no longer grabbed the quilt, but curled on his chest. Her whole body depended on his touch. His heart could not help being soft and soft.

He bowed his head and kissed her little red face.

The hand movement continued, slowly pulled down the quilt on her body, and threw it in the opposite position.

With one hand around her soft and boneless waist and the other around her back, she gently stroked it, like gently comforting a sleeping child, giving her enough sense of security to sleep soundly.

The dark pupils, in front of her sleeping, were filled with tenderness bit by bit, slowly leaking out of the corners of his eyes.

Under his gentle caress, the green grass in his sleep seems to go back to ten years ago. The dream is very warm and sweet.

From the radian of her pink lips, we can see how much she missed that time.

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When Qinghe woke up, he found himself in his arms, and his hands were still holding his waist

Some hazy consciousness woke up in an instant. She suddenly opened her eyes and was staring at her sijue. The pink lips wriggled slightly, and there was still a trace of amazement on her face.

Action is later than consciousness. She has some reactions, but what should she do next?

When Si Jue saw that she opened her eyes, he looked at him foolishly. The water chestnut clear lips were hooked, and suddenly his fingers knocked on her forehead, "little lazy cat!"

Qinghe subconsciously touched the knocked forehead and was stunned for several seconds. His face turned red. In a hurry, he had to get off his legs.

Si Jue frowned, but pinched her waist, lifted her up and sat on his thigh. They immediately sat face to face.

Qinghe breathed quickly and said incoherently, "brother Jue, you let me go down and I can sit by myself."

"It's good to sit like this." Si Jue reached out his hand and gently brushed her temples. His black pupils stared at her, and his voice suddenly became a little hoarse.

Qinghe didn't notice the difference in his voice. He twisted his body anxiously to go down, "brother Jue."

"Kitten, if you move again, brother Jue will be impolite!"

His waist was suddenly closed by his arm. At the same time, his hoarse and forbearing voice came from his ear. Qinghe was stunned, slightly stopped his struggle and looked up at him.

His handsome face turned red, the veins on both sides of his forehead beat dangerously twice, and his picturesque and beautiful eyes floated a touch of dark and fell heavily on her.

Like a dangerous wolf, staring at its prey.

Qinghe trembled in his heart, instinctively shrunk his shoulder, bit his lip and dared not move again.

Si Jue narrowed his eyes slightly, and the light of his eyes moved slowly from her pink neck. Then, Qinghe only felt that the long arm around her waist was as hard as black iron, but it was hot like flint, ironing and rolling from his arm against her.

Qinghe's eyes were slightly sluggish, and the trembling pressure in his throat hit his throat back and forth.

She dropped her hand on his arm and pinched it!

The other hand slowly pinched and held a corner of the bedroom clothes.

Si Jue suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her. The color in his pupils was as red as cow blood.

Qinghe shivered on his back, a thin water light flashed from the bottom of his eyes, and shouted to him in a trembling voice, "brother Jue."

Si Jue narrowed his eyes, but suddenly leaned over and kissed her lips.

The outline of green grass's eyes suddenly spread several circles, grabbed the finger of his arm, and almost embedded into his flesh.

But he just stiffened his back, didn't push him away, but slowly closed his eyes.

The eyelashes under her micro cover were long and thick, trembling gently, and the bright red of her cheeks added a drunken color. Her thin white fingertips grabbed the clothes on his shoulders and tightened them bit by bit.

The lips became sensitive and trembling under his kiss.

Something in her heart flew wantonly and rampaged, which made it difficult for her to resist, so she had to raise her hand and surrender.

She began to respond slowly to his kiss, clumsy but moving.

The Si Jue took a breath, clasped the back of her head with one hand, and pressed her white Joan's nose with absolute courage.

Their breathing was moist and rapid.

Two beating hearts, close together, particularly beautiful.

Perhaps a simple kiss has been difficult to suppress the surging emotions between each other's hearts.

Si Jue turned over slightly and put her gently on the horse. Qinghe also straightened his back, and put his hands around his neck.

The air is untidy, the pink cheeks are red and bright, and a pair of big eyes with water are running, and they are staring at him with shame.

Si Jue kissed the tip of her nose and put his forehead on her forehead.

A big palm gently and affectionately brushed her long hair.

The fundus of heisui's eyes was so thick that it could not be opened. At this moment, for the first time since the two met again, it was revealed in front of her eyes.

Qinghe's heart beat and his fingertips trembled. He covered his eyes. There was not self-confidence in his eyes, but also excited expectation.

She was afraid that she had misunderstood the deep feeling in his eyes, and that the expectation would eventually be deserted. She was even more afraid that even if the deep feeling was true, she could not respond to him.

Perhaps, what she fears most is that even if they are deeply in love, they can't be together.

The huge sense of loss from the bottom of her heart made Qinghe pale, and the pain in her heart was obvious, which stimulated her brain.

She suddenly raised her body and hugged him tightly.

His face was deep in his neck, holding him very hard.

Her heart was still beating fast, but it was messy. Her soft body trembled and clung to him like a helpless child.

Si Jue looked down at her, but he could only see her black head.

When she suddenly hugged him, her arms hugged her with the same force, and her big palm gently patted her back.

Full of heat, but after all, it can't resist her a small hug. Even if she "wronged" herself, she also wants to respond to her and comfort her at the first time.

For a while, I felt the little man in my arms gently twist his body, and his small head rubbed against his neck. I wanted to look up, but I seemed embarrassed to look up.

Si Jue lightly hooked his lips and put his arms around her waist. He saw her sit up.

Still sitting face to face.

He poked his fingers, picked up her chin and asked her to look up at him.

Qinghe tightened his lips and blushed like Datura in February. He flashed long eyelashes shyly and dared not look at him.

Si Jue raised his eyebrows, bowed his head and kissed her eyelashes. Then he leaned back slightly, leaned against the back of the car, pursed a shallow smile, and stared at her quietly with deep black pupils.

When he saw Qinghe, his face became more and more red and moist. He felt uncomfortable and put his lips on his lips. He took the corners of his eyes and took aim at him. He secretly swallowed his throat, wriggled and whispered, "well, I want to go down?"