Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 433 – Fearless
"Master, I am not"

"I said you are!"

This extremely awkward man, Li Qingmei was a little suffocated, and the whole person who simply played tricks hung on Qin Yin's body like an octopus.

But he heard him grunt in pain, and immediately his center of gravity became unstable, and the two of them fell straight towards the hard ground.

"Qin Yin, be careful!"

Li Qingmei turned around subconsciously, and put herself under Qin Yin's body. How could she have forgotten that Chiba Shinichi said that Qin Yin had lost all his internal energy, and now I'm afraid it's really just a powerless man The frail son.

This is terrible, the back of her head must be on the ground in this posture, I don't know if she will knock her head and bleed.
"Qin Yin!"

Li Qingmei didn't have time to get up, and stretched out a hand to reach out to his dislocated arm in a hurry, but he pushed it away coldly. With urgency and embarrassment in his movements, he quickly got up and jumped away from her.

"I don't forget Li, it's not Qin Yin, master, please respect yourself!"

"Alright! You are Li Buwang, okay! Let me see your arm!"

Li Qingmei said helplessly and anxiously, and then gently lifted his prolapsed arm with distress.

"It hurts, bear with it!"

"Qin will never forget you!!"

Unexpectedly, he never even frowned, and with Li Qingmei's strength to lift his arm, he restored the dislocated arm to its original position with a few light movements. Such a painful pain, he would rather magnify the pain a hundred times, Nor would he accept her favor.

Li Qingmei withdrew her palm in a little disappointment. She suddenly deeply felt Qin Yin's feeling of chasing her hard back then.

But even when there is no hope in sight, Qin Yin's love for her is still not transferred in the slightest. She suddenly feels that the obstacles in front of her are simply insignificant. People say that men chase women, and the mountains are separated, and women chase men. .

This time, let her be the one to chase him!

"I went to cook!"

"You're hurt, let me go!"

Li Qingmei helped the frail Qin Yin to the dining table, then turned around and plunged into the kitchen. He followed behind her with some anxiety, standing silently by the stove.

"I'll come! Do you want to eat zongzi, stuffed with hawthorn!"

"I don't like eating zongzi, it's not easy to digest!"

"Oh, then I'll make some hawthorn jelly, sweet and sour, appetizer and spleen!"

"I don't like to eat hawthorn!"

"Oh! Then what do you like to eat, I will make it for you?"

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What does he like to eat?He hung his head and thought for a long time, but still couldn't come up with an answer.

However, Li Qingmei had already taken out the stone mortar and began to grind the hawthorn. The stone mortar was about the size of a washbasin, and because it was made of solid material, it weighed at least fifty or sixty catties. He stood aside and watched her blushing, and it was very difficult to move it. , Even the tip of the nose began to sweat, and there was a burst of sadness in my heart for no reason.

"Since you don't know what you like to eat, you can eat whatever I do!"

"Good~"

He really couldn't resist her enthusiasm, and he felt a little at a loss in the small kitchen, so he simply walked out of the kitchen indifferently, found an excellent place to watch the snow in the front hall, and continued to look at the red plums and white snow outside the window thoughtfully. .

Soon, there was a burst of aroma from the kitchen, and he was a little out of his wits because of the aroma, so he withdrew his thoughts, and when he turned his head again, he saw her with her sleeves rolled up, holding a plate of not-so-delicately shaped Crimson pastry.

"Hawthorn cake, try it!"

She stuffed the hawthorn cake into his mouth, but saw him slightly frown. He has a cleanliness habit and never allows anyone to touch the food in his mouth, but the category of anyone is except Li Qingmei.

She ate half of the chicken leg and drank the rest of the tea. He used to take it with a smile. Li Qingmei was a little embarrassed. At this moment, her hand holding the hawthorn cake froze by Qin Yin's mouth, and his face was full of embarrassment. Displeased, obviously didn't mean to open his mouth.

"Isn't it very fragrant, you smell it!"

She withdrew her arm extremely stiffly, and stuffed the piece of hawthorn cake that still seemed to have the warmth of his lips into her mouth, chewing heartlessly.

"Your hand is injured, I'll bandage it and fix it for you. A dislocation should not be underestimated. It will take at least two or three days!"

Reluctantly, she picked up a piece of hawthorn cake again and handed it to Qin Yin's mouth.

"My hands are clean! Do you want to bury your face in the plate to eat? Only puppies and cats eat like that!"

His brows were slightly furrowed, and he lowered his head immediately. Li Qingmei thought that he had compromised, and was about to open his mouth to eat the hawthorn cake she handed over, and was immediately overjoyed.

But he didn't want him to bury his face in the plate she held up, stick out his tongue and roll it lightly, roll a piece of hawthorn cake into his mouth, and chew slowly.

"you!!"

She suddenly felt like a deflated ball, thinking silently in her heart that I am not angry, I am not angry, I am not angry!
"Cleanliness is a disease and must be cured!"

Somewhat angrily, she stretched out her hand covered with pastry crumbs to his skirt, and deliberately rubbed it a few times, and there were a few red marks on his spotless white skirt.

Anger filled his heart, but at this moment he didn't even have the strength to raise his arm, so he could only stare at the stain, Li Qingmei could even hear him gnashing his teeth forbearance.

"Do you want to hear the story between me and Qin Yin?"

"This is the master's private matter, it seems inconvenient for the next outsider to listen to it!"

Seeing that he had successfully diverted his attention, Li Qingmei secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that it would be counterproductive. If he angered Qin Yin and left without saying goodbye, he might really miss it in this life.

"I first met him when I was 15 years old."

Li Qingmei still went her own way, completely ignoring his evasion, and immediately began to tell the details of her and Qin Yin's every detail.

The moon was falling and the crows were crowing, and it was past midnight. At this time, Qin Yin still didn't feel sleepy at all, but Li Qingmei was already yawning again and again.

Being good at observing words and expressions, he could see that she was tired. Although he really wanted to continue listening to her tell their stories, but he really couldn't bear to watch her hold on, so he got up sadly.

"Master, it's getting late, I'm a little tired!"

After he finished speaking, he got up and walked towards his room, but he didn't want the woman behind him to be a few steps faster than her, and stepped into his room first.

"I want to sleep with you!"

"master!"

Qin Yin looked at Li Qingmei with a strange expression, with a slight disgust in his eyes, he didn't expect her to be such a frivolous woman with a dissolute behavior.

"You are the face bestowed upon me by His Majesty, so why can't I just chat with you under the quilt?"

"Hey? Why are you blushing? What dirty things are you thinking about?"

(End of this chapter)