Xiao Yan's thick eyebrows shrank, he swung his long sleeves, and carried his back with one hand behind him. While walking like flying, he also had a cold and stiff face.

Maybe I didn't believe it in my heart, but I still wanted to confirm it, and I still wanted to see if Qing'er took it seriously here.

When you walk into the small room connected to the side hall, the fragrance here becomes stronger.

The girl in a white dress was lying flat on the purple couch in the small room, her eyebrows were furrowed and her mouth was vaguely murmur.

"hot……"

Zhou Yanqing felt like her body was on fire, and the fire spread inside and out from her body.

She unconsciously pulled her clothes, trying to cool herself up, her drowsy mind was not as clear as usual, and she had no time to think about this strange heat.

"Qing'er, Qing'er?"

She heard someone calling her.

The sound was familiar, and it seemed like I had heard it somewhere.

The other party's hand fell on her forehead, and the cold touch relieved her heat.

She grabbed the other person's hand in a daze and rubbed her cheek against the other person's palm: "It's so hot, don't leave..."

Xiao Yan, who was standing beside the couch, froze. He felt something was wrong. The strong fragrance of dust was very heavy and smelled of powder, constantly stirring his sense of smell. The blood in his body became hotter and hotter, as if it was divided into two halves. One half rushed up to his head and the other half surged down.

His eyes twitched and he turned around quickly, but his wrist was pulled.

He looked back at her with a hoarse voice, "Wait, I'll be back soon."

He rushes into the side hall with a lightning flash to destroy the incense candle that had just burned one-third of the burning, and then rushed back without stopping.

Zhou Yanqing was already getting up from the couch in a daze. She sucked the incense, her vision was blurred, she couldn't see clearly, and she pulled her clothes randomly.

Xiao Yan frowned, "Younger!"

“Ask…”

She murmured a name in a daze, but Xiao Yan didn't hear it clearly, and her voice was too vague.

It seemed as if she saw a man as tall as Liang Wenqin. She stumbled over and rubbed her hot cheeks against the other person's chest.

Xiao Yan's body stiffened, and he bit his tongue and forced himself to wake up.

"Don't move, don't do this."

But her hands were in chaos.

He bit his lips, frowned and looked unbearable.

Cut her wrists with one hand and clamped her hands behind her. When he looked down, he saw that she was sobbing with tears in tears, crying in pain, and sobbing in discomfort and depression...

Xiao Yan was stunned, and all kinds of emotions burst into his heart.

I want to kiss her, but I don't want to.

He could not stop the delusions in his heart, but he knew that he should not take advantage of others' danger, as if he was trapped in a war between heaven and man, and reason was pulling back and forth.

This is his beloved girl. He can't feel anything at all, but she is not in a clear state at this moment...

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Zhou Yanqing felt very distressed. This torment could drive her crazy until the end, the man lowered his curse in depression and picked her up in the waist.

She seemed to be having a dream, dreaming that she turned into a fish.

The sea water was washing her fish tail over and over again, and the sea water was warm and gentle. The seaweed entangled her, covered her, swept her, and when the fireworks exploded in her mind, she was a little awake.

When I opened my eyes in a daze, I saw that the clothes on my upper body were quite neat, and a man with a slightly messy dress was kneeling at her feet...

It's him!??

Her pupils shrank and she stared abruptly.

The handsome and gorgeous man slowly raised his head, wiped his hands, and some water was stained on his face.
Chapter completed!