Chapter 4484

The gentle expression on Qin Wuyan's face could not be maintained any longer. He was already an acting priest, the controller of one person and more than ten thousand people. Could it be that he still lacked those clothes?

He just wanted her heart. Wearing the clothes she made, he felt extremely comfortable and could feel her intentions and concern for him.

Qin Wuyan didn't want to continue talking about this topic anymore, and said in a low voice: "It's getting late, let's go to rest earlier, Doctor Zhong said that I am in good health, and I have already taken the medicine that I should take, as long as we are two. …”

The man's palm slid down Zhuang Xiaoyu's shoulders to the skirt of the clothes, his thin lips touched the back of Zhuang Xiaoyu's neck, and his warm breath sprinkled on her neck, arousing goose bumps all over her body.

Zhuang Xiaoyu's back froze, and she held his arm around his waist, her voice trembling: "Ah Yan."

Qin Wuyan's cheek was pressed against hers, and the man's beautiful phoenix eyes were slightly squinted, like a beast waiting for its prey to submit, and the meridians on his arm were stretched, powerful.

The man's voice was hoarse and his breathing was low: "Huh?"

Saying that, regardless of Zhuang Xiaoyu's objection, he has already picked her up, bypassed the screen, and put her on the bed.

Zhuang Xiaoyu suddenly struggled hard, "Let me go, let me go!"

Qin Wuyan sat on the bed, just embracing her, Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand tightly grasped his arm, nails dug into his muscle, so strong that she didn't even realize it.

Qin Wuyan coaxed for a while, and asked unwillingly: "Xiao Yu, what are you afraid of?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment: Yes, what is she afraid of? Is she afraid of Qin Wuyan? Didn't she love him to the death and death, love him so much that she could give up her life? It's only been so long, how can she even be touched by him? , She felt embarrassed and resisted?

Was the whole life she imagined before only a few short years?

Thinking of this, Zhuang Xiaoyu couldn't help feeling sad, wrapped herself in the quilt, covered her face with her hands, and cried sadly.

Qin Wuyan was most afraid of seeing her tears, and thought he had offended her, so he compromised: "Don't cry, I just let you go, don't do this."

Qin Wuyan wiped her tears with his sleeve, Zhuang Xiaoyu lay down sobbing, stuffed himself in the quilt, and said vaguely: "You go, Doctor Zhong said that I have been too sad recently, and I have become sick from accumulated worries. I'm not in good health, so I can't serve you.

I also want to be alone and don't want anyone to disturb me. "

Qin Wuyan held her wrist, put her arm into the quilt, and tucked the corner of the quilt: "Okay, I'll come and see you when you get better."

The man sat for a while, but he didn't wait for her to persuade him to stay, so he had to stand up, walked out of the bedroom with three steps, and returned to his courtyard.

The night wind was cold, Qin Wuyan stood on the steps, looking at the bright moon hanging in the sky, he was extremely silent.

When he was holding her arm just now, he felt her pulse. He was indeed a little sad, but it didn't turn into a disease. It wasn't that she couldn't serve him, she just didn't want to.

The intercourse techniques he learned from the booklets were useless at all, and he didn't know what to do to continue to win her favor.

It seems that what should be concealed has not surfaced, but the truth is always like a sharp sword hanging from the beam of the house, which may fall at any time and cut off his lifeline.

Qin Wuyan closed his eyes and turned back to his bedroom.

The night was long, unable to fall asleep, Qin Wuyan glanced at the wine bottles on the table, all the women in this courtyard had been sent out of the house by Zhuang Xiaoyu, he didn't want to get drunk every night.

Qin Wuyan picked up his pen and began to deal with internal affairs.