The atmosphere inside the car suddenly fell into a mysterious silence.
The four words "go ho and sleep" seed to echo endlessly in the space.
Qin Xin belatedly licked her lips.
Did she just say sothing that could be misinterpreted?
"No... that’s not the kind of sleep I ant..."
Her face began to heat up.
Is it too late to explain now?
The man smirked, "Which kind of sleep?"
Qin Xin’s breath caught.
At a ti like this, shouldn’t a gentleman say "I know"?
She really misjudged him!
She gave up such delicious barbecue and so many friends to co to him.
Just as she puffed up her cheeks in a huff.
The man, suppressing a laugh, coaxed her, "Alright, I know."
That’s more like it.
Just as the blush on Qin Xin’s cheeks was slowly fading, suddenly, the man’s breath closed in!
He, he, he’s not driving, what’s he doing leaning over?
With the experience from last ti, Qin Xin maintained her composure, pretending nothing was wrong: "I fastened my seatbelt!"
Don’t think of using the excuse of helping her with her seatbelt to get close.
However, this ti the man didn’t stop, his arm passed over her shoulder, almost pulling her entirely into his embrace, enveloping her in a clear mint scent, both sobering and dizzying, her heart raced and suffocated.
Qin Xin couldn’t help but close her eyes.
The man’s nose was against hers, his deep eyes gazing with a smile at her closed eyes:
"Little wife, your car door isn’t closed properly."
Qin Xin covered her face: "..."
She got in the car too hastily just now, indeed, she only gave the car door a half-hearted pull, leaving it slightly ajar, letting in the cold air.
Ah, how embarrassing, can she still get out of the car now?
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By the ti they got ho, Qin Xiaoshuang was still doing howork.
Qin Xin, her face red, rushed directly into the bathroom.
Qin Xiaoshuang was puzzled and asked Nalan Ye Jue, "Brother-in-law, what’s wrong with my sister?"
Nalan Ye Jue suppressed a laugh: "Hmm, perhaps I didn’t do it right."
Originally, it was expected to be a polite, warm but unexceeding marriage.
At most, like in previous tis, when she went to the study at night to find materials or took a bath in the bathroom, he held her while sitting in the wheelchair, limited to such contact.
But today, in the mont he gazed at her, he truly felt a surge of indescribable impulse.
A familiar feeling within him clawed to break free.
The next ti, he’s afraid he won’t be able to keep the gentleman’s agreent with his little wife.
Qin Xiaoshuang didn’t know what he was talking about, just thought they might be joking, so he didn’t think much of it.
"Brother-in-law, my sister’s school is having a New Year dance party, are you going to attend? I heard it’s a lot of fun, they’ll be selecting the best program, oh and there’s also the final boy-girl partner dance, they’ll choose the best dance partner..."
Qin Xiaoshuang initially thought of finding a chance to create an opportunity for a date between his sister and brother-in-law.
Both of them are quite busy, one with work, the other with studies, having very little ti to eat and get along at ho.
However, as soon as he spoke, he realized sothing was off.
Brother-in-law is in a wheelchair, how could he dance with sister?
Watching the programs at the dance is fine, but the final partner dance is simply impossible.
This suggestion might embarrass brother-in-law, right?
Qin Xiaoshuang regretted it imnsely: "Brother-in-law, actually the dance party isn’t that fun, and my sister isn’t really good at dancing, she never learned to dance when she was young, she only learned the instrunt oboe..."
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