Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

His right palm was hot, his lower jaw was hot, and the chest he was pressing on was also hot. This heat, accompanied by a strange and strong breath, made Qing 'er's heart beat faster, and she almost couldn't breathe!

Was this guy a stove? Why is it so hot everywhere!

Qing 'er's body was stiff. She could only hide to the side quietly, trying to avoid any intimate contact with him as much as possible. However, before she could succeed, the young man groaned and continued to press his tall body down on her, pressing her even tighter.

Qing 'er suddenly did not dare to move. She saw that his eyes were closed and his eyebrows were furrowed deeply. The pain did not seem to ease at all. She had to say, " "Does it hurt badly? I have a first aid kit here, I'll take you to the hospital if you can't handle it. "

"Sister Qing 'er, don't worry. I'm fine." His voice was a little muffled. I'll be fine after the pain passes.

Qing 'er was experienced in this, so she had to maintain the position of being pressed down by him and wait for him to recover.

It was just that this position was really awkward, so she could only smile as if nothing had happened, " "I'm sorry. I didn't expect you to be behind me."

"It's not sister Qing 'er's fault. It's my fault for not saying anything."

His voice was muffled, probably because his jaw was in pain and he couldn't say anything.

"It's fine. We'll be more careful next time. Now you know how hard my head is." Otherwise, he wouldn't have been in so much pain.

The corners of ah Luo's lips curled up, and she softly replied,"mm."

Qing 'er was moved.

The two of them were too close to each other, so Qing 'er could not help but notice that the boy's eyelashes were so pretty. Yingying's eyelashes might be longer than hers.

Furthermore, he was really fair and his skin was really tender and strange. Uncle Jiang and aunty Jing Tong did not have particularly delicate looks, so how did they give birth to such a demon? even Xiao mu was not as delicate as him.

Qing 'er was still lost in her thoughts when the young man in front of her suddenly opened his eyes.

Qing 'er suddenly looked into his dark eyes and was stunned. She almost thought that she had seen wrong. How could this boy have such a deep and focused gaze that did not match his age? it made her feel as if she was being watched by a Hunter. Fortunately, he smiled very soon. A slight ripple in his eyes dispelled the darkness that made her heart palpitate. The obedient and simple boy had returned.

Qing 'er seemed to have woken up from a dream. She suddenly pulled her hand back. When she saw his stunned expression, she realized that she seemed to have overreacted.

"Does it still hurt?" she quickly squeezed out a smile.

A 'Yao stroked his chin and nodded obediently, " "It's done," Then, he stood up straight and put some distance between them. He looked at her with concern and asked, " sister Qing 'er, what about you? "

"Me? Oh, he's fine now." Qing 'er touched the spot on her head that she had just hit and kicked the dishwasher with her foot. I really don't know how to use this thing. Do you? "

A 'Yao nodded.

"Great, I'll leave it to you then." She threw the job of washing the dishes to him without hesitation and said with a smile, " I'll go out first.

After she finished speaking, she quickly walked out.

After she left the kitchen, she heaved a long sigh of relief.

She couldn't help but slap herself on the head.