Monster System: Quickly Transmigrate Male God's Favorite

Chapter 503 Bamboo horse is very irritable every day (69)

Xie Zhinian knew what Qianqiu was thinking.

He emphasized it again, stopped in his tracks, and said in a low voice:

"I've never liked fluffy things."

Qianqiu also stopped.

She walked in front and glanced back at the people behind her.

Her current height is no longer the little loli who jumped up and could only hit Xie Zhinian's knee.

Xie Zhinian was already much higher than his peers at the beginning, but in the following years it grew like weeds.

Nearly 1.9 meters, she still needs to raise her head slightly to see him.

Really are……

After he cured his heart disease, he also cured his spinal disease for many years.

She raised her neck slightly and looked at Xie Zhinian with a questioning expression.

"Ok?"

Xie Zhinian lowered his slender eyelashes and looked at the person in front of him.

Now, it's early spring.

Such hot and cold weather is just the time for people to match their clothes and dance with demons.

Other tourists who came to the Alpine Ranch have all gathered short-sleeved and long-sleeved down jackets.

Her health is not very good, most of all chills.

Now he was wearing a sweater and wrapped in a thick scarf, half of his face was buried in it, only a pair of eyes were exposed looking at him.

His eyes fell on her face, and then he looked at Qian Qiu's wind-blown hair.

There are a lot of dull hairs on her hair, which looks fluffy.

With a blank expression on his face, he raised the fingertips that had been holding the cold scalpel all year round.

He put his hand on Qianqiu's head.

Qianqiu: "..."

As soon as her eyes went dark, she felt the weight on top of her head.

"Didn't you say that you don't like fluffy things?!"

She couldn't help asking, her tone was a little annoyed.

Xie Zhinian knew that she didn't like being touched on the head.

He still rubbed his soft black hair and said:

"I don't like fluffy things."

"Then you still touch it!" Qianqiu said.

Xie Zhinian's fingertips ran through her soft hair, smoothing the curled up hair.

His tone was still calm, and he continued his business slowly.

The first is to touch the head.

His fingertips went down and across Qianqiu's cheek, restraining the urge to pinch.

Going down, he untied half of the scarf she was wrapped in, and wrapped it around his neck.

He said slowly:

"I don't like fluffy stuff."

"Your hair is fluffy, what can I do... Who made me only like you."

Qianqiu stared at him.

"Just say what you say, don't take the opportunity to grab my scarf."

Xie Zhinian's fingers paused slightly, and then he simply took off all the scarves around Qianqiu's neck.

Xie Zhinian is outside, known as the master of medicine.

His image is that of a conscientious and aloof surgeon.

Those people didn't know that under such a cold doctor's appearance, there was a particularly rebellious and happy heart hidden on the skin.

Qian Qiu took a deep breath and said, "Don't you think you're a bit rebellious?"

After Xie Zhinian wrapped the scarf completely around his body, he almost buried his entire face in it, and even rubbed it comfortably.

His voice was hoarse and pleasant, and he said lazily, "I don't think so, I'm cold, isn't this normal?"

The little brother is justified.

Just as Qian Qiu was about to leave, his slender fingertips stuck out again, gently grabbing the corner of her clothes.

"You wait."

"What?" Qian Qiu glanced at him.

Xie Zhinian blinked, and said coquettishly, "It's really cold here, a scarf is not enough."

(End of this chapter)