Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Qinger was a little worried that the two would sleep together when he was not honest, but in fact, A Yao just hugged her, perhaps because he got the promise of Qinger, or maybe he cherished the first time they both cherished each other. The chance to sleep, except to kiss her from time to time, he did not make any further action.

Of course, basic physiological reactions are inevitable, his breathing is a bit heavy, and his body is particularly hot. Qing'er still can't stand it, trying to turn over: "...I'm so hot, you let go."

"I can lower the temperature a little." He said hoarsely, but his arms were still.

"I'm doing it for you... can you still fall asleep like this..." Qing'er was helpless.

A Yao seemed dissatisfied: "What about you?"

"Huh?" Qinger was inexplicable.

"Don't you want to strip my clothes?" He stared at her scorchingly.

Qing'er couldn't help crying and laughing. It seemed that he knew he had no chance of being injured, so he restrained his actions, but YY in his mind obviously didn't.

"Think, think about it..." She kissed him. "So you haven't rushed to bed yet to recuperate? Otherwise, how can I start with you?"

He was finally satisfied.

The next day, Qinger opened his eyes confusedly, and it was A Yao’s quiet sleeping face. Her thin lips with a pale crimson shape were close at hand. Qinger kissed him secretly and saw that he did not wake up. Can't help but raised the corner of his lips, quietly drilled out of his arms and left the room.

Unfortunately, A Yao was injured in his right hand, and the wound was very deep. I am afraid that it would not be possible to heal in three or five days. It is even more difficult to know how long it will take to recover completely. Before that, he was inconvenient to do anything. You need help to eat, drink or even take a shower, not to mention cooking, so if they don’t want to eat takeout every day, Qinger can only find ways to do it themselves.

For this reason, she even called Aunt Xiu in person, and then under the guidance of Aunt Xiu, boiled a bowl of... noodles. Fortunately, the food at home is quite rich. There are eggs and vegetables in this bowl of noodles. It looks okay to sell. She took a sip and was a little surprised. It was not too bad.

It seems that she is still very talented.

Qing'er was very happy, Sheng two bowls of noodles left the kitchen and went to the dining room.

When she put the bowl down, she heard something coming behind her. Looking back, A Yao had already awakened, and her expression was a little dull.

"Quick, brush your teeth and come over for breakfast!" Qing'er Beier greeted with a sense of accomplishment.

A Yao Tongren zoomed in and couldn't help walking over, looked at the breakfast on the table, and then looked at Qing'er.

"this is……"

"I made it myself, the taste is okay!" Qinger was very proud, "I can only eat after brushing my teeth, I will squeeze you all the toothpaste, go!"

A Yao still maintained a shocked expression, went to the bathroom obediently, he returned to the dining table a few minutes later, hesitated after sitting down, and grabbed chopsticks with his left hand.

"Wait." Qinger walked over and sat down beside him, grabbing the chopsticks. "It's inconvenient for you to use your left hand, I will feed you."

He didn't seem to realize how he was treated until this time...

"My left hand will do..."

"Quick eat!" Qinger involuntarily picked up a chopstick noodle and delivered it to his lips.

He opened his mouth unconsciously and bit the noodles, sucking them all and eating them in.