Chapter 337

Min Jiang Xi's eyes did not turn to stare at Qin Zhan, his expression seemed to be a way: you say it again?

Qin Zhan said: "I really don't have the strength."

Min Jiangxi said, "I'll find a male shop assistant to help you put them on."

Qin Zhan said lightly, "if you want to make me lose face, just say it."

Min Jiangxi felt that no matter what the situation, she could not dress an adult man, but when she picked up the pants, everything was so natural.

She knew Qin Zhan well, so she didn't want to waste time. If he really had a problem, she couldn't explain it to Qin Jiading.

"I didn't see your Johns. Where are your Johns?"

Qin Zhan breathed heavily and said in his voice, "No

Min Jiangxi asked, "don't you wear autumn trousers?"

Qin Zhanxin said, who is wearing that ghost?

But he didn't want to talk much, so he just kept silent.

Min Jiangxi helped him to stretch his trousers, and the two trouser legs were aimed at his feet. Fortunately, Qin Zhan was covered with a blanket. She didn't have to face the embarrassing exposure, otherwise she would never be able to help him put on his trousers.

Qin Zhan slowly raises his left leg. Min Jiangxi holds it for him with a Ku Guan. He raises his right leg again. She serves as usual. For a moment, she feels that he seems to be paralyzed.

The trousers were raised to the knee, and the blanket and Nightgown were on the top. Instead of wearing them, min Jiangxi picked up the sweater and asked in a voice, "can I wear them on my upper body?"

Qin Zhan motionless return way: "wear not."

Min Jiangxi looks the same, because as expected.

"You take off your nightgown." She stood aside with a sweater. She could dress, but she couldn't take off her clothes?

Qin Zhan was in a daze, but he also knew how to take it away when it was good. He stretched out his hand to pull the blanket from his waist, and then went to untie the belt of his robe.

His lower trousers were only half worn. As soon as his nightgown was released, a large area of wheat skin on his chest was exposed. Not to mention, the bottom of it was also exposed. Unexpectedly, min Jiangxi saw the edge of his white trousers and turned his face. He didn't know where to put his eyes.

A few seconds later, Qin Zhan's voice came, "why?"

Min Jiangxi carried her back and handed the sweater in her hand.

Qin Zhan didn't answer. He said in a deep voice, "you help me wear it."

"Wear it yourself," Min said

Qin Zhan said nothing. Five seconds later, min Jiangxi frowned, "put on your pants first."

Behind him was a rustling sound. Qin Zhan said, "OK."

Min Jiangxi carefully turned his head, Qin Zhan stood behind him, pants have been put on, bare upper body, is staring at her with blurred tired and lazy eyes.

Her eyes drifted. The more she didn't want to see it, the more she could see it. Her chest muscles, abdominal muscles, and even the shark muscles in her side waist were all at a glance.

Min Jiangxi wanted to cut the numbness quickly, and quickly put on his sweater. As a result, his fingers accidentally touched Qin Zhan's skin, which was warm, wet and greasy. When he looked carefully, there was a faint light under the light, and he was covered with sweat.

It's no use wearing any clothes with sweat. When the wind blows, it's more and more illness. Min Jiangxi frowns, stoops to pick up the paper towel box on the tea table, takes out the paper towel and says to Qin Zhan, "wipe the sweat quickly."

Qin Zhan seemed to be deaf and unmoved, but his eyes were fixed on her face. The meaning was self-evident.

Min Jiangxi couldn't help frowning and taking a breath: "hissing... Bullying people, right?"

Qin Zhan looked at her without blinking. He reached for the tissue and swept it in front of his chest. Yes, it was. He didn't pay attention at all.

Min Jiangxi doesn't have the same breath, but like a giant brown candy, it can't be steamed or boiled. At first sight, it's a piece of hob meat. Instead of dealing with cotton with his knife, she might as well save time and energy.

After several napkins, min Jiangxi walked around Qin Zhan and wiped all the sweat off his back. Then he went to the front of his body, propped up his fur coat and said, "raise your hand."

Qin Zhan obediently stretched out his arms, min Jiangxi put the sweater sleeve in, and said: "bow."

Qin Zhan obediently lowered her head. When she pulled it down, Qin Zhan's head had not yet come out of her collar, but her arms were folded first, and she directly held min Jiangxi in her arms.

Min Jiangxi was hugged firmly by him, and suddenly bumped into a warm or even burning embrace. Her brain died instantly, and her body was stiff and motionless.

Qin Zhan holds her, and her arms are tighter and tighter. This is an imaginary situation. After all, in reality, Qin Zhan naturally turns his head to kiss her, but his head is still covered in his sweater. So what min Jiangxi sees is a face across the sweater approaching her.

Between lightning and flint, she suddenly raised her hand and slapped Qin Zhan in the face. This time, she exerted a lot of force. Suddenly, Qin Zhan snorted.

Min Jiangxi still didn't get rid of his anger and patted him on the head. Qin Zhan was forced to release his hand, stepped back, and slowly patted his head out of his collar.

He was beaten to the top for a short time. He was frightened and angry when he saw min Jiangxi with a fierce face in front of him. Their eyes were opposite each other. Qin Zhan's momentum was obviously under her. He was defeated by her sharp eyes, and his lips opened gently. "What do you want me to do?"

Min Jiangxi's eyes were full of glare. Her lips, which were originally slightly upward, were deliberately suppressed because of her inner turmoil. She glared at Qin Zhan. A few seconds later, without saying a word, she turned and left.

Qin Zhan immediately panicked, instinctively striding to chase, mouth called: "Xibao..."

Min Jiangxi suddenly stops and turns around. Qin Zhanzheng wants to pull her hand. She is forced to stay in the same place by her eyes. She looks at her stupidly and takes back her hand.

Min Jiangxi strained her face and asked in a deep voice, "what do you mean?"

Qin Zhan was inexplicably flustered. If he didn't remember what he had just done, it was fake, but he thought the scene was fake

How is he going to explain to her?

Or to put it bluntly, I just like her. Why bother to cover it up. But min Jiangxi's expression is not like the state of being able to accept other people's confession, but he dares to say that, so she dares to break up with him on the spot.

Qin Zhan felt afraid for the first time, as if he had been pushed to the edge of a cliff, and his life and death were only between advance and retreat.

Forced into a cold sweat by her, Qin Zhan, under min Jiangxi's aggressive gaze, said, "I'm sorry, I've drunk too much."

Min Jiangxi looked at his ugly face, tried to calm down and try to think about his good side. A few seconds later, she said in a voice: "put on your coat, I'll accompany you to the hospital first."

Qin Zhan didn't know whether she was angry or forgiven. He stood still and just looked at her.

Seeing this, min Jiangxi said, "don't worry, I won't have the same opinion as a drunkard."

Qin Zhan's heart is full of mixed tastes. His body is boiling hot, but his heart suddenly cools to the bottom. It's really a combination of blessing and disaster. He can't laugh for three seconds. He shouldn't indulge in his own indulgence for a while, for fear that she will be careful to avoid him in the future.