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Chapter 309 Miss Qin, Cha Gang?

Qin Shuang's fingertips shook violently.

She couldn't expect any serious words from He Zhiyao's mouth.

He Zhiyao leaned forward slightly, "Are you shy?"

"Shut up!" Qin Shuang glared at him, and wanted to shake off his hand, but he pulled it off instead and threw herself into his arms.

"Put him in your arms?" He Zhiyao clasped her waist, pressed his lips against her ear: "How about we continue?"

The tips of Qin Shuang's ears were so hot that they were on the verge of burning.

She couldn't help pinching He Zhiyao's waist any longer, then took two quick steps back, "Can you be more serious!"

"I'm not serious?" He Zhiyao raised his tone slightly.

Qin Shuang: "..."

"Shut up, tell me, what did you do this morning?"

Qin Shuang was so troubled by him that he almost forgot the serious business.

"Miss Qin, Cha Gang?" He Zhiyao asked lazily, leaning on the sofa.

Qin Shuang took a deep breath when she saw his movements. She leaned over and reached out to grab his arm, pulling him up: "Sit down."

The wound on the back has just been healed, doesn't it hurt?
He Zhiyao looked at her quietly.

Qin Shuang paused, feeling a little uncomfortable being watched by him, and touched his arm with his fingertips: "Say it quickly."

"Miss Qin, I haven't slept all night, let's talk when I wake up?" He Zhiyao pulled her to sit next to him, and leaned his head on her shoulder: "Let me sleep for a while."

Qin Shuang: "..."

She endured it, but seeing that he was indeed very sleepy, she could only hold back: "I'll go and change your room."

"Well, thank you Miss Qin." He Zhiyao responded in a low voice.

Qin Shuang reluctantly took the phone and sent a message to Li Mingxi, asking her to open a room for her.

Then she looked at the Weibo with 99+ news, clicked in, clicked into her own Weibo that forwarded He Zhiyao, and ruthlessly pressed delete.

After deleting, I re-edited one.

"Sorry, my account was hacked."

After sending it, Qin Shuang quit Weibo in satisfaction.

Just after quitting Weibo, He Zhiyao, who was leaning on Qin Shuang's shoulder, grabbed her phone.

Qin Shuang was taken aback by him: "Aren't you asleep?"

"Well," He Zhiyao covered the phone with his palm, "I dreamed that you were doing bad things behind my back."

Qin Shuang: ...

Qin Shuang took a deep breath, and was about to tell you to die when there was a knock on the door.

She pushed away He Zhiyao's head that was on her shoulder, and stood up expressionlessly, but He Zhiyao was holding on to her phone, so she could only let go of the phone and walked towards the door.

After opening the door, Li Mingxi handed her the room card.

Qin Shuang took the room card, said a few words to Li Mingxi, closed the door, and said to He Zhiyao, "Let's go, go upstairs."

"En," He Zhiyao responded, stood up, picked up the suit jacket in the bag and draped it over his shoulders.

Then he looked up at Qin Shuang who was at the door, and waved at her: "Come and help me."

Qin Shuang: "??"

"Dizziness." He Zhiyao frowned.

Qin Shuang hurried over to support him, and He Zhiyao put his arm on her shoulder.

Qin Shuang stretched out a hand to touch his forehead: "Do you have a fever again?"

When the hand landed on his forehead, he felt a coldness. It didn't feel like touching a person, it was like touching a cold corpse, the temperature was terribly low.

She couldn't help becoming nervous: "Do you want Dr. Xu to examine you again?"

"It's okay, just rest for a while." He Zhiyao grabbed her hand, pulled it down, and walked out the door with his arm around her shoulder.

Upstairs, Qin Shuang turned on the warm air, helped him lie down on the bed: "Lie on your stomach, don't move around while sleeping, don't touch the wound, do you hear me?"

He Zhiyao grabbed her hand: "Aren't you looking at me?"

"Huh?" Qin Shuang was a little puzzled: "Why am I watching you while you sleep?"

"You watched Song Qinghe Midnight last night." He Zhiyao replied.

"That's my brother..." Qin Shuang said, suddenly feeling guilty. Song Qinghe was indeed her brother in the past, but what she heard yesterday...

"Okay, okay, you go to sleep, I'll watch, okay? Eldest young master." Qin Shuang sat down helplessly, and she realized that He Zhiyao just did it, very much.

Make the sky, make the earth, make the air.

He Zhiyao let go of her hand, patted the place next to her: "Let's go together."

Qin Shuang blinked, then stood up abruptly, and took two steps back, "You, can you stop messing around?! You still have injuries on your back!"

He Zhiyao stared at her quietly for a few seconds, with an innocent face: "I'm talking about sleeping, not sleeping...you."

Qin Shuang: ...

She couldn't count how many times she died in front of He Zhiyao in this short period of time.

She has already begun to regret why she had to soften her heart. When dealing with a shameless person like He Zhiyao, the consequence of being soft-hearted is that she will be eaten to death by him, with no bones left.

She took two quick steps to the bed, lifted the quilt and climbed onto the bed, pulled the quilt to cover her face, pretended to be dead and closed her eyes.

Then he heard He Zhiyao's low laughter coming from his ear.

"Miss Qin, I'm very happy, you are not willing to leave." He Zhiyao poked his fingers from under the quilt and grabbed Qin Shuang's wrist.

Qin Shuang felt that her face was getting hotter. She felt that at this moment, her and He Zhiyao's temperature must have reached two extremes. He Zhiyao was dead cold, and she was dead hot.

stimulated by him.

She pretended not to hear his words, and tried her best to breathe evenly, as if she was really asleep.

He Zhiyao's hand holding her wrist slowly slid to her waist and landed on her lower abdomen. He pinched the button with his fingertips, and with a light flick, the button was undone.

"He Zhiyao!" Unable to pretend, Qin Shuang grabbed his hands that were acting out of control, gritted his teeth and said, "What did you just say? Didn't you say sleep... sleep!"

He Zhiyao gently scratched her wrist with his fingertips: "I see that you are uncomfortable wearing your coat, so I want to help you take it off. Miss Qin, why are you thinking so much today, do you want to..."

"Shut up!" Qin Shuang interrupted him before he could swear, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, went to the bathroom to take off her coat, and took a nightgown from the closet to wrap it around.

Then, ignoring He Zhiyao, she climbed back onto the bed again.

I closed my eyes again.

She felt He Zhiyao's hand move again.

"He Zhiyao, if you don't sleep, tell me clearly what you did in the morning!"

He Zhiyao paused when his fingers touched her wrist, and clasped her wrist,

"I'm afraid you will run away, pull it."

Qin Shuang gritted her teeth: "Shall I get you a rope?"

As long as she has a rope now, she will first tie up He Zhiyao's hands and feet, tie them to the bed, and tie them up in a big way, to see if he will continue to mess with moths!
He Zhiyao was silent, and replied in a low voice,

"I can do it with my hands."

(End of this chapter)