That touch of touch stayed between Huo Jinbei's finger for a long time.

Such warmth and softness were completely unfamiliar in his life memory.

So much so that he sat by the bed and was stunned for a long time.

It was not until his cell phone suddenly rang outside the room that Huo Jinbei suddenly came back to his senses, glanced at Qianxing who was lying quietly there, quickly pulled the quilt, and carefully covered her.

Then he got up and walked out of the room.

The phone number was called by Ruan Yin.

After talking to Huo Jinbei in the morning, she already knew that Qianxing was also sick, which made her really worried. "Why would I come here to take care of you? I'll find someone else to see her on Aunt Wei's side."

When Huo Jinbei heard this, he couldn't help but remain silent for a moment, and looked down at his hand.

The touch between my fingers is still there.

He couldn't help but rub his fingers, and heard Ruan Yin shouting at him again: "Xiaobei? Are you listening?"

Huo Jinbei came to his senses again and quickly replied: "I'm listening."

"Or I'll fly over later." Ruan Yin said, "You have to work hard every time you catch a cold. You can't take good care of yourself and have to take care of Qianxing. This is not possible."

"No." Huo Jinbei suddenly said a word, paused, and then said slowly, "You don't have to come here... No."

When Ruan Yin heard his tone, she couldn't help but pause, and then said, "Are you... sure?"

"Yes." Huo Jinbei responded, "I will take good care of myself and her. Don't worry."

...

After talking on the phone, Huo Jinbei returned to Qianxing's bedroom again.

A phone call, in just a few minutes, Qianxing, who was lying on the bed, had kicked the quilt away again.

Seeing this, Huo Jinbei slowly stepped forward, picked up the quilt and covered it on her again.

Then, he stood beside the bed and stared at her quietly.

Three or five minutes later, Qianxing kicked the quilt again.

This time, Huo Jinbei did not hesitate anymore. As in the morning, he reached out to hold her and the quilt on her body and lay on the bed.

...

Qianxing slept very heavily this time, and when he woke up again, it was already evening.

If it weren't for the different sky outside the window, and if it weren't for the dim night lights in the room, Qianxing would almost doubt whether he had traveled through time.

Because she vaguely remembered that one time she opened her eyes and saw Huo Jinbei.

The same is true at this moment.

Huo Jinbei was lying beside her, and his hands were still holding her.

And there is another difference, that at this moment, Huo Jinbei is opening his eyes.

He lay quietly on his side, his eyes calmly and peacefully, and fell on her face, as if he had been watching for a long time, for a long time.

The night light behind him cast a hazy warm aperture on his body, making his eyebrows and eyes softer, and the coldness of the past is no longer there.

Just like the gentle and handsome prince in fairy tale picture books, he will only appear in people's dreams.

It does not exist in reality.

Qian Xing stared at the face in front of him for a long time, but he remained motionless.

This seems to confirm that this is just a dream.

Qianxing suddenly leaned over, stroked his face and printed his lips.

It still feels the same as in memory.

Although she drank too much, was not awake, and even forgot to react at the moment, afterwards, the scene was repeatedly recalled in her mind. Gradually, she seemed to have completely remembered every detail of that time, including the soft touch of his lips.

Just like this at this moment.

After verifying his thoughts, Qianxing's hand slowly slid across his face. When he was about to leave, a hand suddenly grabbed the back of her head.

Then, someone pressed her lips hard.

Qianxing suddenly widened his eyes.

This is different from what she expected!

The sudden accident made Qianxing panic in an instant. Her hand was a little busy and wanted to push Huo Jinbei away. However, because of her weakness, the palms that were pushed out seemed to have become soft and gentle caresses.

Huo Jinbei took advantage of the situation and grabbed her hand and pulled it behind his waist.

In this way, it was like Qianxing also embracing him!

Qianxing struggled again, but her struggle was more like a spoiled act of wanting to refuse but still waiting for Huo Jinbei.

After all, this time, she was the one who took the initiative.

Although this initiative came too suddenly and strangely, it seemed to be no longer important to him.

He just pressed Qianxing hard against him, holding it tighter, but he was also thinking about the scald on her chest and did not dare to force that place.

At the same time, Qianxing was shocked to realize what state he was at this moment—

In the quilt, she was wearing a pair of pants all over her body...

And Huo Jinbei was actually lying on the same bed with her, hugging her and kissing her!

After realizing this fact, all the blood in Qianxing's body rushed toward his head instantly, and his body completely froze and could no longer move.

This...how did things turn out like this!

Her mind was in chaos, and she felt that she could not imagine anything. The only clear sense came from the touch on her lips.

She didn't move, and Huo Jinbei didn't move, just kissed her quietly, gentle, long-lasting, and lingering.

Until he noticed that she had not moved for a long time, Huo Jinbei was a little suspicious that she had fainted again, so he let go of her and looked at the person in his arms.

Qianxing's face was flushed, his eyes were shiny, but his eyes were blurred.

Even though her eyes were on his face, she seemed to have no idea what she was looking at.

Huo Jinbei was worried that she was lacking in oxygen, so he stepped back slightly and sat up.

"Are you hungry?" Huo Jinbei said while wearing shoes, "What do you want to eat? I'll go downstairs to buy some."

Qianxing opened his mouth slightly, but couldn't answer a word.

In fact, she was hungry and the feeling of empty stomach was particularly obvious, but at this moment, what's important about this?

Her mind was in chaos, countless thoughts were intertwined, and she didn't even pay attention to a thread, so how could she have the heart to eat?

Huo Jinbei obviously didn't think so. Compared to her in a daze, he was obviously much more energetic and seemed to be in a good mood. After getting up, he quickly turned to look at her and said, "I'll arrange it for you. In any case, he can only eat light and easy-to-digestible things."

After saying that, Huo Jinbei turned around and walked towards the door. When he walked outside the door, he suddenly turned around and looked at her and said, "Lying down well and not moving. You were sweating when you were sleeping just now, but don't take a shower. It will hurt if you dip hot water in the hot area on your chest. When I come back, I will help you wipe your body with a wet towel and apply some scald ointment. After tonight, it should be much better."

After listening to him blankly, Qianxing watched him walk out blankly, then opened the quilt on his chest and looked at his body.

Many scenes that she had forgotten were instantly crashing into her mind. The amount of information made Qianxing almost faint on the spot-
Chapter completed!