My little puppy is sick

Chapter 214 Cinderella's Prince Charming 19
The girl shook her body and quickly lowered her head.

God, how did she forget that Jones is the eldest prince of the country, and he is not to be provoked!

The other people present who spoke ill of Qi Yan also shut their mouths, they didn't dare to show off too much in front of His Highness the Prince.

Jones glanced across the crowd, he put his arms around Qi Yan's shoulders, and led Qi Yan out.

As soon as he walked out of the palace, Jones kept his hand from Qi Yan's shoulder. He lowered his head and whispered in Qi Yan's ear: "Do you want to go?"

Qi Yan raised her eyes and met Jones's, she nodded slowly.

Jones let go of Qi Yan, took off his suit jacket, and put it on for Qi Yan.

"It's cold outside, put it on for you."

Qi Yan took off the suit jacket and handed it to Jones. Jones held her hand, wrapped his arms around her, pressed Qi Yan's back into his arms, and said in a domineering and authoritarian tone, "I'll wear it for you, don't take it off."

Qi Yan pulled her suit jacket with her hands and closed it. She walked forward without moving.

She turned her head and met Jones' eyes.

Jones had his back bent. He tilted his head and looked sideways at Qi Yan.

His eyes fell on Qi Yan's face, and his eyes were a little blurred. He was very close, and the breath that came out of speaking sprayed on Qi Yan's face, which was warm.

Qi Yan turned her head uncomfortably, when Jones said, "I'll see you off."

She gave a small hum, and wanted to get out of Jones' arms, but Jones still didn't let go.

Jones' hand tightened a little instead, he swallowed, and his heart was about to move.

"You came out secretly, and your stepmother will tell you when you go back," Jones began to induce Qi Yan, "How about we go somewhere else?"

Qi Yan's eyes fell on Jones's face, she blinked, and said softly, "Okay."

There was a smile in Jones' eyes, he turned his head and coughed lightly, his ears were hot.

"How about... go to my house."

"it is good."

Jones' heartbeat quickened, and his breathing became short of breath. His hand was down, and he carefully held Qi Yan's little hand hanging by his leg.

Seeing that Qi Yan didn't refuse, Jones held her hand with a little strength. He stood behind Qi Yan's side and could walk normally while covering Qi Yan in his arms.

The two walked out slowly.

"Not cold?" The girl's voice dissipated in the air, forming a white mist.

"It's not cold." Now he was so excited that his whole body was warm, and he wanted to lure the little girl back home. He really wanted to jump up and shout, and he also wanted to run a few laps in this cold weather.

But he couldn't scare the little girl, he still held the little girl's hand in a gentlemanly manner and walked well.

Jones lowered his head and saw that Qi Yan's footsteps were a little unsteady. He squinted his eyes, lifted his hands to the hollow of Qi Yan's knee, and hugged Qi Yan in his arms.

He got so close that the tip of his nose almost touched Qi Yan's.

"Where does it hurt?"

Qi Yan was suddenly picked up by Jones, she exclaimed, her little hands tightly grabbed Jones' clothes, and she looked up to meet Jones' enlarged eyes.

Qi Yan didn't speak, she pushed Jones' hard chest, but didn't push.

She had no choice but to say, "It's shoes."

"Abraded?"

Qi Yan nodded.

Only then did Jones put Qi Yan down. He stood in front of Qi Yan and squatted down, showing a generous back.

Seeing that the people behind him didn't move, Jones turned his head and said in a low voice, "Come on, I'll carry you on my back."

Qi Yan took a step forward and lay on Jones' shoulder. Jones got up, wrapped his arms around the people behind him, and walked forward slowly.

(End of this chapter)