Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Chapter 604: The Impostor (26)

Ruan Ruan had a terrible dream.

She opened her eyes at the smell of fragrance and was still startled.

Under the lingerie, the skin still had the feeling of fingertips slowly stroking it. The fingertips were a little rough, and as I wrote his name over and over again, I actually felt a burning sensation.

She couldn't help but recall the scene last night when she almost confessed her vicious thoughts. Her face turned from red to white. She didn't know what she said in the chaos at that time, but she felt embarrassed when she recalled it now.

Although she did it, she didn't want anyone to expose it like this, so she had to speak up herself!
Although she knew she couldn't see clearly, Ruan Ruan still looked over at the table, trying to see if the "confession" was still there. But she could only see the black ink on the paper, but didn't know the content.

I also saw another person standing next to it.

Song Qiyuan glanced at her and continued to scoop the chicken soup from the earthenware jar into the small bowl. "You woke up just in time. This ginseng chicken soup was just delivered after you were hung over for a few hours. It's a good way to replenish yourself."

Last night's interrogation was like nothing happened to him. He took the bowl and sat down on the edge of her bed. He poked her soft face and a shallow wrinkle appeared between his eyebrows. "You do look a little bad... Can you still get up?"

He rubbed her bright red lips with his fingertips, as if suppressing his excitement, "How about I help you?"

Facing his expectant face, Ruan Ruan rolled her eyes at him, and with her sore and swollen hands, she pinched his legs on the edge of the bed with all her strength, and twisted them twice. It's been a whole night and he still hasn't stopped!

Ruan Ruan heard a muffled groan of pleasure, and the hand that was pinching his leg was held and moved up a little. "Continue." Song Qiyuan narrowed his eyes, his voice was a little tense and hoarse, and his body was trembling slightly, as if he was trying to suppress his excitement. The body temperature he touched seemed to rise rapidly, and he was not ashamed... Ruan Ruan pulled her hand back with force, pulling out more soreness and swelling, thinking that he was like a dog chasing people and licking them. Sitting and lying, she pointed at the bowl in his hand, reminding him that he was here to bring her soup, and asked him to bring it over quickly.

Song Qiyuan lowered his eyes in disappointment, and saw that she had sat up by herself, "...Okay."

"Really don't want to feed it?"

Ruan Ruan had already bent over and drank the chicken soup from his hand. She was still thinking about the "evidence" on the table and was too impatient to continue arguing with him.

He endured the discomfort and got out of bed to get the small notebook on the table. He tore it into pieces and crumpled it into a ball. He stuffed it into the teapot with force. So much paper popped out of the lid of the pot and water overflowed when he squeezed it.

She turned around and saw him looking at her, "You don't seem so afraid of me." His tone became dangerous.

Ruan Ruan was startled, and her eyes were filled with the fear and panic he was familiar with. She used to think she was beautiful, but now she felt that it made her eyes dim. She walked over quickly, frowning again, and anxiously grabbed his hand. Her fingertips pressed against his palm and became soft. He didn't want to listen to any explanation or any excuse.

Song Qiyuan closed his hands and pinched her fingers in them, "I found that I like you more than I thought." He lowered his eyes, showing some seriousness for no reason.

He stretched out his fingers towards her eyes. As she hurriedly closed her eyes, her eyelashes brushed against his fingers. He pressed her eyeballs with an ticklish feeling, "Don't be afraid of me, I will want to dig your eyeballs out."

[......]
She was called to drink soup again. Her left eyeball, which had been pressed by his fingers, still felt uncomfortable. Ruan Ruan closed her eyes and cursed him in her heart, but she didn't feel relieved. Instead, he asked her, "Are you cursing me in your heart?"