Author: Purple Peony MACHINE TRANSLATION
He lanjin was supported by the back of her head, and he kissed her tyrannically.
He lanjin seemed to be at a loss. Her delicate little face blushed.
“Oh… Qiao, Qiao Hanye, ” she called out to him in a low voice, her fingertips carefully tugging at the corner of his shirt.
The Sun was originally shining brightly, and the dark clouds blocked the sun, as if they were deliberately blocking all their vision.
“Ah Jin. ” Qiao Hanye looked at her unfortable appearance. His thin lips pressed against the side of her face, and he said in a low voice, “your sobering soup was added with a tonic, it might be… ”
Qiao Hanye’s magnetic voice, as if intoxicated, stirred up the sparks in the bottom of her heart.
The two of them hugged tightly. She leaned into his embrace and stole a glance at him.
“Ah Jin, can I? ” Qiao Hanye’s thin lips gently bit her ear, his voice was so hoarse that it revealed his current uncontrollable emotions.
Her eyes were blurred. She looked at Qiao Hanye’s handsome face as if everything was a dream.
“I, I… ” She wanted to speak, but her mind was blank.
At this moment, she felt that her rationality had been pulled away. Her small hands hugged him tightly, as if she was looking for a safe harbor.
“Xiao Jin. ” Qiao Hanye saw the situation and lowered his head to kiss her forehead.
The two of them forgot that although it was dark all around them, they were lying on the roof, as if they had brought their own conductor to lure the night ahead of time.
Qiao Hanye’s fingertips trembled violently, and his body tensed up… …
At the critical moment, he lanjin was nervous. She kicked the tile with her little foot, and the tile under her suddenly broke. The two of them fell from the roof.
“Ah! ” He lanjin suddenly screamed. She subconsciously grabbed Qiao Hanye’s shoulder and rolled a few times in his arms.
The two of them fell from the roof. At the critical moment, Qiao Hanye reached out to grab his coat and wrapped her body with his back hand. He nimbly turned around and landed steadily on the ground with her in his arms.
The fall from the roof alarmed the secret guards passing by. When he ran over, he happened to be hit by the tile. He held his forehead in pain and stood there, not understanding the situation.
“Ah Jin, how do you feel now? ” Qiao Hanye lowered his head and asked the woman who was curled up in his arms.
Her small face was red as she crawled into his arms. Her small hands grabbed his coat and did not dare to look at him. She patted his shoulder and said, “I’m fine. ”
Qiao Hanye looked up and saw that her coat was hanging on the tree branch by the wind. He was afraid that the cold wind would freeze her, so he carried her back.
He carried her back to the scenery garden in large strides and bumped into Shangguan Zhi who had e out of the kitchen. He was about to speak when he saw that Qiao Hanye’s clothes were in a mess. He carried a person who was wrapped in clothes and strode upstairs.
“who drank my soup? ” Shangguan Zhi scratched his head. He looked at the empty pot and felt very stifled.
He came over early in the morning and happened to be very hungry. He saw that there was soup on the pot, so he put some medicinal herbs in to supplement it. Who would have thought that he would e over at a good time and find that it had been drunk by someone.
Nan Feng and Han Beicheng were not here. Who had secretly eaten it?
…
In the bedroom
Qiao Hanye carried he lanjin back to the room and put her on the bed.
She moved nimbly and hid under the blanket. Qiao Hanye sat by the bed and watched her hide. He asked in a hoarse voice, “are you okay? ”
“Yes, ” he lanjin answered in a muffled voice.
She looked at Qiao Hanye’s hickeys on her body. If she hadn’t rolled off the roof, she might have… … Lost her virginity?
Just thinking about it made her feel that it was too dangerous…
“I’ll get Shangguan Zhi to take a look at you, ” Qiao Hanye said. Just as he was about to get up, she grabbed his arm and said, “no need, I’m fine. ”
But just as she finished speaking, she grabbed his arm and used too much force in a panic, tearing his sleeve… …
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