My little puppy is sick

Chapter 206 Cinderella's Prince Charming 11
"It's all your fault, for disturbing my prey, damn it!"

A hunter in leather came forward and stared at Jones and Qi Yan with vicious eyes.

Jones hugged Qi Yan tightly, and looked forward to the hunter's face. His amber eyes were cold and cold, as if he was looking at a dead object.

The hunter was frightened by the masked man's eyes and froze in place. He wanted to swear a few more words, but he heard the other party say "Get out" in a cold voice.

The hunter immediately pulled out the arrow stuck in the tree, turned around and muttered in their direction, and fled in despair.

It wasn't until the hunter left that Jones looked back, lowered his head, and looked at the little girl in his arms.

He felt a little rude about his behavior at this time, but he didn't want to let go of the person in his arms at all.

The tip of his nose lingered with the fragrance of a girl, and the soft, small girl in his arms made his hands not only not loosen, but tightened even more.

Qi Yan was held in Jones's arms, and her nose was surrounded by a very strong masculine aura, which made her blush a little.

She blushed and pushed Jones' chest, not only did not let Jones let go, but hugged her even tighter.

Neither of them spoke, and Qi Yan heard Jones' heartbeat beating vigorously, and her white and tender hands rested on Jones' chest.

Jones' Adam's apple slipped up and down, and he didn't let go of the little girl in his arms until 10 minutes later, feeling quite regretful and lost.

Qi Yantong blushed, lowered her head and looked at her toes, her fair skin was covered with cherry blossom powder, and her hands were itchy looking at Jones.

Want to pinch...
Jones stared at the small hair dimple on Qi Yan's head with fiery eyes, Qi Yan's slightly curled eyelashes trembled, and her voice was as small as a mosquito buzzing: "Thank you, thank you..."

Jones swallowed, but couldn't hold back his hand, and raised his hand to pinch Qi Yan's cheek.

The girl raised her head and looked at him with big helpless eyes. Jones said in a low voice, "You're welcome."

Qi Yan took a few steps back, bent down and bowed to Jones, she turned and walked to the edge of the basket, carried the things on her back, and continued walking.

Jones followed her closely, not following in the dark, but following Qi Yan openly.

He looked at the petite girl in front of him, his eyes fell on her shoes with small steps, her Adam's apple rolled, and he followed her not too far or too close.

Since that day, Jones never hid in the dark again, but followed Qi Yan and followed her.

Although the two did not speak again, they gradually became acquainted with each other.

Once Qi Yan wanted to cross a single-plank bridge, but she couldn't walk very steadily with a basket on her back. Jones came up, put her on his shoulders, and walked steadily across the single-plank bridge.

Sometimes when Qi Yan came to the corner, she would turn her head to see if Jones was still there.

When eating, Qi Yan sat on the tablecloth to eat, and Jones ate a few meters away from her, and his eyes fell on her.

Qi Yan would also glance at Jones from time to time, secretly, without being noticed by him.

She thought Jones was extremely handsome. Although he wasn't the type she liked that was easy to push down, but with a veil covering his face and a sword pinned to his waist, he occasionally stood motionless and cold, which was really fascinating.

Qi Yan stared at Jones, turned her head before the other party turned around, exhaled, and the white mist dissipated in the air.

Oh my god, it's getting colder and colder.

It should snow in a few days.

(End of this chapter)