In fact, after baking such a pie a few times, Qian Zhi couldn't bear it, so she simply didn't let the sleepiness sweep over her like she did before and said nothing.

On the contrary, she immediately began to protest in a low voice.

The voice was vague, like a kitten a few months old, soft and soft.

It's much more delicate than before.

"I'm really not good anymore..."

The girl originally thought that this was the end, but when she closed her eyes, she could still sense Song Qishen's next move.

He held her slender waist with his hands, and his breath sprayed on the side of her neck.

Most of the water in the hot spring pools can neither be seen nor used anymore.

Compared with the previous swaying, it has gradually calmed down now, and the small fluctuations of water ripples are pushed away and dialed back again.

"I haven't done anything yet." Song Qishen laughed softly, and his voice sounded clearer and clearer in the dark night sky, without any ambiguity.

What else can this be called?......

The peacock has opened its tail several times!

Qian Zhi pushed him, her little head resting on Song Qishen's straight shoulder line, her eyes lowered again, and she whispered, "Let's not hang out anymore, I want to go back to sleep, now."

For a long time, the girl didn't wait for Song Qishen's further action.

She had no choice but to accentuate her breath and emphasize it again.

"I'm really tired."

Song Qishen calmed down for a while, stretched out his arms, slightly tilted her head on his shoulders, and stood up.

After doing this, he didn't waste any more time and directly freed up his free hand. First, he grabbed the side and wrapped her tightly in a velvet bath towel. Then he lifted up Qian Zhi's legs and hugged her directly.

Got up.

"You actually..."

Song Qishen paused deliberately as he spoke, and the last part of his voice was dragged out for a long time, giving it an inexplicable and seductive meaning.

After only a moment, he spoke slowly, tightened his arms, and suddenly added, "I just want my brother to carry you back."

It's not enough to say this, there is certainty in his tone.

To Qianzhi's ears, it sounded a bit too self-sufficient.

The girl didn't even raise her eyelashes, she only responded perfunctorily, and then hummed twice slightly from her nose.

Qian Zhi was carried out of the hot spring pool. As soon as the warm water left her body, even though she was still wrapped in a soft bath towel and blanket, the small piece of breast skin exposed on her neck was still exposed to the cold night air.

After moistening it and then pressing it against the cold, my body began to tremble slightly as if it was uncontrollable.

Even though the wind didn't blow, the chill still penetrated through the gaps.

Qianzhi felt it, and was shocked by the cold.

She had enjoyed it just now, but now that she was being carried indoors in Nanyuan, she still felt a little regretful.

It's semi-open air here, and it's such a cold season. It's fun first, but the ending will be troublesome and painful.

Not only did her neck seem to have been cut into two halves by the cold, Qian Zhi felt that her voice was like a screaming chicken that had been cut and shrunk in her throat.

On the other hand, Song Qishen had been walking slowly and slowly, wearing only a thin bathrobe.

This posture seemed to have nothing to do with this night, and it seemed as if I couldn't feel the slightest bit of coldness.

Because she was still worried about Song Qishen's body, Qian Zhi patted him on the shoulder and urged him, "Hey...it's too cold. Please pay attention. Let's get in the house quickly."

Song Qishen's pace was very steady. After listening to Qian Zhi's words, he really accelerated his pace. He quickly entered the house with a distance of more than ten steps.

Qian Zhi was originally dizzy from the steam, and then became sleepy after being tossed around a lot. Now, after being baptized by the cold dew between hot and cold, she was extremely sober.

When he was put into the quilt, Song Qishen pulled away and was about to leave. Qian Zhi seized the opportunity and stretched out her arms without thinking, grabbing him hard.

"Huh?" Song Qi felt it deeply, turned around and asked.

Qian Zhi held his hand and let it go, "Where are you going?"

Of course Song Qishen went to make milk powder for the little girl.

Qianzhiba, she can figure out her preferences very well. She likes to drink this kind of drink before going to bed.

Moreover, Song Qishen also discovered that once this little habit is formed, most of the time Qian Zhi will be too lazy to drink it because she is making pies before going to bed.

After that, during the transition period from falling asleep to falling asleep, she had trouble sleeping peacefully.

But Song Qishen didn't know what he was thinking of, and the words almost came to his lips before being suppressed again.

He changed the subject.

"you guess?"

Guess.........

Guess a shovel!

This is something you don't even have to think about.

He most likely went to the study on the first floor downstairs and was busy late at night.

For the first time, Qianzhi felt like she was being burned and then thrown away.

But this small sign had just appeared, and before it started to cause trouble, she suppressed it herself.

"You should go to work, right?" Qian Zhi said, affirming herself and mentioning it symbolically, and then finally moved to the main point——

"But can you bring me a can of blueberry juice?"

This sudden superiority sometimes comes so unexpectedly.

The pheromones in Qianzhi's brain that wanted to be satisfied were fully unleashed.

She suddenly wanted to drink blueberry juice.

In the kitchen here in Nanyuan, there are still several cans of it on the ice that have not been finished.

After Song Qishen heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said, "So it was you who called you tired just now, and now you say you want to drink blueberry juice, so you won't feel tired anymore?"

"How can this be considered tiring...I can't match it at all."

She simply wanted Song Qishen to help her carry a can, but he asked her whether she was tired or not. Qian Zhi was confused for a moment.

"That's when you go down." Qian Zhi paused and decided to put her hope in herself. She said to herself, "If you don't want to, then I'll go to the kitchen and find it myself."

As she said that, she was about to lift the quilt.

Song Qishen didn't respond this time, but after a moment, he leaned closer, put his fingertips on her shoulder, and with a little force, pushed her into the quilt again.

"You just finished eating and want to drink something so cold again?"

When Qian Zhi heard the word "xiaoshi" for the first time, her face burned up, but it quickly subsided.

When Song Qishen talks about digestion, he definitely does not mean it literally.

"It's not cold. I'll just go to bed later." Qian Zhi continued to defend herself, "I just suddenly wanted to drink."

"Didn't you suddenly see someone and want to drink?"

After hearing this, Qianzhi felt a little speechless, and didn't want to make any more inexplicable arguments, so she simply returned to her previous state of silence.

Compared to before when she was too lazy to speak, this time she was completely and purely offended.

Song Qishen looked at her for a while and felt that he could not bring up this topic tonight.

He simply stopped soaking the milk powder, but suddenly made a move, pulled up his nightgown, lifted the quilt, and lay down directly.

"What are you doing..."

\"It's nothing, I suddenly felt a little tired, so I'd better just go to sleep." Song Qishen's tone was distant, and nothing could be heard.

Feeling him lying next to her, Qian Zhi was completely dumbfounded. Song Qishen's suddenness came too suddenly.

Don't you have to deal with work?

Several thoughts ran through her mind, Qian Zhi turned around and turned around. She was about to say something to Song Qishen, but the words and titles were brewing for a long time, and then she was interrupted.

"I won't allow it. Drink less iced drinks at night."

Song Qishen frowned at her as he spoke, and then suddenly laughed, "It's no use calling me brother this time."

It's not that she wouldn't be allowed to drink it on weekdays, but this time was too coincidental, as the two of them had just finished having sex in the previous hot spring.

After hearing this, Qianzhi choked again on her words.

That's right, you can't rely on his kind of routine.

Song Qishen made it clear that he wouldn't let her drink, and Qian Zhi had no choice but to be convinced by his words and insistence.

She seemed to have subconsciously excluded the iced blueberry juice at an astonishing speed.

"It's useless if it's useless..."

Qian Zhi murmured twice, isn't it because Song Qishen is useless? She must remember it firmly!
To be continued...