Quick Transmigration: The sickly big guy held me in his arms and kissed me

Chapter 499 The Person Who Loves the Demon God 35
In desperation, Candle Night stood up abruptly, and pushed open the door that was intentionally left with only a little gap.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and put it behind Jin Qian's back, trying to draw her attention back.

"Jin'er, what's going on today?"

"Come here suddenly."

Jinqian twitched the corners of her mouth, she couldn't believe that Candle Nightmare didn't know that she was coming.

But he did act like that.

"It's nothing, I just have some free time, come and see what the noble Lord Demon God is usually busy with."

"So much so that I have to sneak back every day in the dead of night."

Zhu Yan was stunned for a moment, and immediately raised the corners of his mouth.

"It turns out that Jin'er is lonely."

Jinqian is speechless, who is lonely?she lonely?

She is lonely!

She, if she wasn't for gaining favorability...

Jinqian coughed lightly, and said frankly: "Well, yes."

"feel lonely."

Perhaps Zhu Yan didn't expect Jin Qian to be so straight, and his whole body froze for a moment.

Can Jinqian's words be interpreted as that she misses him?

Candle Night couldn't hold back his excitement, he lowered his head and kissed her tender cheek.

"It is my fault."

"I left you out."

Qinghu: ... ... sad.

Master Demon God, look at me, I'm still here! !
Candle Night brought Jinqian into his arms, and then cast a cold glance at Qinghu.

Then he gave him a look with his back eyes, telling him to get out of here quickly, and then closed the door firmly.

Qinghu: .........Damn it!

After entering the door, Jinqian looked left and right, and finally locked his eyes on the black stone desk where Zhumai was working just now.

There is a portrait on the table, and next to it are two colors of black and red ink.

"So you were painting."

Zhu Yan beamed with joy, and held up the portrait for Jin Qian to see.

"Like it?"

Jin Qian looked at it for a long time.

The woman in the painting is graceful and graceful, she is sitting leisurely by the tree, her slender hands are raised upwards, as if calling for someone to come over.

Long silver-white hair hangs above the twigs, and purple eyes are smiling.

"Draw this... me?"

Candlemare nodded slightly.

"Ah."

Stretching out her hand, Jinqian touched the upward smile of the woman in the painting.

"So that's what I look like?"

Qi Qi praised from the side: [It seems that Candlemare's craftsmanship is still very good!Exactly the same as the host in my impression! 】

exactly the same...

[Qiqi, in your eyes, I also smile like this? 〕

Qiqi thought for a while and replied: 【Yes!Although I really don't want to admit it... But when I'm with Candlemare, the host always smiles like this! 】

[It's a pity that I was busy with tasks later, and I never laughed like this again...]

Jin Qian's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he let go of his hand.

She raised her head distractedly, with a forced smile on her face.

Candle Night felt that she was not in the right state, so he frowned and softly touched her eyebrows, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"Jin'er, you don't look... very happy."

Happy?
Jin Qian pursed her lips tightly and did not speak.

She originally wanted to slowly increase Candle Nightmare's favorability, but now it seems that she no longer has the leisurely energy left.

She stretched out her arms, wrapped them around Candlemare's neck, and pressed her body against his chest.

Candlemare stretched out his big hand and hugged her waist.

"Jin'er?"

Jin smiled with narrowed eyes.

She stood on tiptoe and kissed Candlemale's chin lightly.

"Candle Nightmare, it's time for us to sleep."

"What do you say?"

Her voice was hoarse, and she seemed to tremble slightly, as if she had been wronged.

Candle Night didn't know what kind of change had taken place in Jinqian's mood, but since it was Jinqian's request...

He bent down and picked her up.

"Follow Jin'er's orders."

(End of this chapter)