Sweetheart,Come Back!

Qin Jian sat against the wall with his eyes closed and his head against the wall behind him. His thick long eyelashes were black and bright under the light. Like a small brush, he cast shadows on his angular face. His face was a little tired.

She was lying in his arms, and he held her waist in one hand and her little arm in the other, preventing her hand from slipping down and pulling at the wound.

The warmth from his body has been passed into her heart, driving away the cold dream.

An Yin raised his head and looked at Qin Jian's face close at hand. For a time, she was in a trance.

Now he is not fierce, nor bad, his appearance is really good-looking.

Is it a dream?

If it was a dream, she would like to stay awake.

an Yin smiled, and stretched out his hand to describe his long and narrow eyeliner.

Fingers have not touched him, the pair of narrow and good-looking eyes slowly open, eyes have not receded sleepiness.

He looked at the slender fingers that reached in front of him, and then looked down at her, straight up to her.

An Yin was stunned for a moment. Her hands were stiff in the air, and her heart was pounding away. She was embarrassed. She hurried back, "third young master, I..."

The words did not finish, Qin Jian suddenly lowered his head, all of a sudden kiss her lips.

"Oh

She opened her eyes in amazement, but could not say anything.

His hands around her waist tightened as if to press her whole body into his body.

Knowing that she would be OK, but she did not wake up, his heart was not able to fall, until he saw her wake up, has been stuck in the throat of the heart was put back to the chest.

That night, he was in a mess.

As the successor of the Qin family, he can't have any weakness in his body. Even if he has, he has to deal with it.

But he had hidden such a weakness in her body.

I thought that if I held her tightly, nothing would happen. I didn't expect that only one Liu Aijia would hurt her like this.

What would happen if we changed to someone more powerful, like the old man?

What can he do to be sure that no such thing will happen again?

An Yin looks at Qin Jian's handsome face from a close distance. Maybe it is because of the warmth she felt when she just woke up that she didn't struggle.

The shoulder was too painful to lift her arm, so she lay in his arms and let him kiss.

The T-shirt on her body slipped off and the cool wind brushed her skin, making her subconsciously shrink a little, and the wound on her shoulder scratched across his fingers.

"Ah, it's so painful."

a sharp pain suddenly hit her. She was so tired that she suddenly woke up in a trance.

The old man told her to come back to keep a distance between her and Qin Jian.

Before Qin Jian burned the corpse of a wolf, the old man came to see Qin Jian here, and today is her day to clean the garden.

At that time, there were so many people, the old man would not say anything, but he didn't know what to think.

Anyin's scalp is numb and pushes Qin Jian away from his arms.

She had to go to Uncle Fu to see if she could know what the situation was.

Did you find out? She's here.

Qin Jian was caught off guard and was afraid to encounter her wound. She didn't dare to be hard. She had to let go and looked at the rolling sound of an and frowned slightly.

Anyin skin rubbed under the bed sheet, only to find that she was rolling away, and the T-shirt covered on her body did not bring it.

Immediately blushed, hurriedly stretched out his hand over her T-shirt to cover his body, curled up to the corner of the bed.