Chapter 142: The sick prince is too clingy (63)
Chapter 142 The sick prince is too clingy (63)
Su Qiao lay on his chest, his cheeks a little hot: "If you don't tell me, don't tell me, what are you doing with me."
Danmu Han was taken aback, his ear tips were a little red: "Did you say you liked me to kiss you last time?"
"I don't have any, obviously it's you..." It's obviously the man himself who is scornful.
"Okay, it's me, it's me who want to kiss Jojo."
Holding the person tightly, the nerves that had been strained until this moment finally relaxed.
Resting her chin on the top of her hair, closing her eyes, and suppressing the bloodthirsty in her eyes: "Jojo, wait for me, wait for me."
He quickly got rid of all those obtrusive things.
Especially Duan Muyuan, a dog who wanted to beat Qiao Qiao's idea.
After so many experiences, Su Qiao is no longer the emotional idiot who didn’t know anything.
patted his chest lightly: "Don't worry, I won't be with any other man except you."
Duanmuhan was taken aback, and there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart. He lowered his head and stared at her with shining eyes: "Qiaoqiao just wants to be with me?"
"Hmm." Su Qiao was a little embarrassed, and did not look up.
"Jojo!"
Like a treasure again, he took the person into his arms fiercely, Duanmuhan's mood at this moment was more satisfying than ever: "Qiaoqiao is so kind to me."
What could be more pleasant than ‘the person you like also likes you’?
For Duanmuhan, this excites him more than ascending to the throne.
"So can you let go? I'm hungry again." Su Qiao would ruin the atmosphere very much.
"I have prepared snacks a long time ago, just waiting for your little cat to come over."
Just experienced a panic and fear, Duan Muhan was reluctant to let her go, but he was even more reluctant to starve her.
After eating and drinking enough, Duanmuhan rested on Su Qiao, just not letting her leave.
It seemed that she would disappear for fear of not paying attention.
Seeing that he was so insecure, Su Qiao stayed softly.
One night later, Duanmuhan was completely relieved.
As soon as the sky was bright, Su Qiao pushed away his hand on his waist: "Well, there is a banquet today. Everyone is going to attend. I have to go back and change my clothes."
"Yeah." Duan Muhan answered, but the person did not move, and closed his eyes, instead holding the person tighter.
Su Qiao rolled his eyes and pinched his arm: "Don't let go, be careful I hit you."
"Are you willing?" The deep voice was slightly hoarse.
"Don't be arrogant on petting."
The man was taken aback, smiled, and his face was rippling with a smile, "I'm just being pampered and arrogant~"
Su Qiao twitched the corners of his mouth.
This man...is becoming more and more coquettish.
"Let go, you will be seen when you go back late, and will you see it again later? I can't fly again."
Duanmu paused for a while, and finally let go of her: "I will let Shibei send you back."
"Ok."
Getting off the bed, Su Qiao tidied up her clothes, and suddenly remembered something:
"You remember to drink the water I made for you. During this time, warm up your body first, and detoxify you after my medicine is formulated."
It’s better to solve this poison as soon as possible. I always think it’s a time bomb.
"Yeah." Duan Muhan nodded like a good baby, sitting on the bed with the quilt in her arms, her dark eyes still a little sleepy.
Su Qiao was so cute by him, she couldn't help but leaned over and kissed him on the cheek: "Really good."
The squishy touch on his cheeks caused Duanmuhan to be stunned, and then a flush of rosy flew on his face.
"Ahem, I'm leaving."
Su Qiao finished molesting, and quickly slipped away.
Behind him, Duan Muhan clutched his kissed cheek, looking at the doorway where no figure was gone for a long time, with a silly smile on his face.
He still looked like this until Shibei sent the people back.
Shi Bei turned his head to cover his face.
(End of this chapter)
