An Yin was so scared that she was scattered and looked up.

"What are you running?" Qin Jian's eyes were still closed, his voice was full of laziness and sleepiness, hoarseness and sexuality.

"Brush your teeth!" An Yin froze. She really didn't want him to see her lying on him like a frog.

Qin Jian opened his eyes and looked down.

The quilt slid halfway, and her indecent posture was fully visible.

An Yin was so anxious that she almost cried, trying to move her body to get off him, but Qin Jian's big hand pressed her firmly, and she just twisted her body in vain.

Qin Jian pressed her tightly and frowned, "Don't move!"

An Yin stopped, and only then did she notice that his body had changed and she was immediately panicked.

Qin Jian held her waist with his big hand and pressed her tightly towards him, so tight that she could hardly breathe.

An Yin looked at him nervously.

Qin Jian let out a free hand, grabbed the back of her neck, pulled her towards him, and said in her ear: "I want you again." The hot air he exhaled made her ear itch.

His words made An Yin so shy that she didn't know what to do, and her face suddenly seemed to be on fire.

An Yin pressed on him, feeling very uncomfortable and wanted to move away, but he was very strong and she couldn't move away at all.

His hot fingertips rubbed her cheeks, murmured in a low voice, "What should I do?"

An Yin's heart was beating around and looking at his eyes, and she couldn't say the word "No".

Qin Jian's breathing became more and more turbid, and suddenly he turned over and enveloped her entire body.

He was tall and strong, and An Yin had just woken up, and she was very awake, and her heavy overturning feeling made her feel so real that she was panicked.

Qin Jian stared at the shy little woman, finally lowered his head and kissed her cheek...

****

Two hours later, An Yin went downstairs.

Every step she took was like stepping on cotton, and every bone on her body was sore that it seemed to be dissipated. The worst thing was that there was a burning pain somewhere in her body.

That taste is hard to describe.

An Yin really hated that bastard.

Walk into the restaurant.

Sister Ling is preparing a meal.

Qin Jian sat leisurely at the dining table and looked at the newspaper, full of energy and neat clothes, as if he had never done anything bad.

When An Yin appeared at the door of the restaurant, she looked up at her and her eyes accidentally swept across somewhere in her body.

Where to look?

An Yin glared back without looking good, and was afraid to swear when Sister Ling was there.

Qin Jian met her angry gaze, raised his eyebrows, and seemed to be smiling.

Ten minutes ago, he planned to carry her downstairs.

But this time is the time for Sister Ling to cook. In front of Sister Ling, she was carried in and downstairs by him. She might as well die.

She refused to go downstairs with him.

Qin Jian knew that she was thin-skinned and didn't want to be seen by Wu Ling, so he followed her and went downstairs first.

At this moment, I couldn't help but feel funny when I saw her suffering because of her face.

Wu Ling heard something behind her and turned around and saw An Yin’s face pale, "An Yin, her face is so bad, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No, no, I just didn't sleep well last night."

An Yin quickly pretended to be fine, but from the corner of her eyes, she saw that Qin Jian had more playful thoughts in her eyes, and then she realized that her words, "I didn't sleep well last night" were originally very ordinary, but when she came to him, she turned into another meaning and almost vomited blood.
Chapter completed!