Acting like a baby in Xueba's arms after rebirth

Chapter 73 Coax her
She fell asleep after kissing him.

She didn't wake up all the way, but occasionally moved her fingers to test whether he was still by her side, and then continued to fall asleep sweetly.

The brows that were frowned just now also slowly loosened, and there was a half-smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was dreaming a sweet dream, so he was relieved of her, and held her small white hand in his palm with a big palm Without a single squeeze.

Like telling her that he is still there.

It also seemed to be taking advantage of her.After all, she wouldn't be so docile in his arms every day and let him "do evil".

home.

He Xiuping had already told Ji Shiyan the password of her home's door lock a long time ago, and she could even use his own fingerprint to unlock it.

He pressed his fingerprints, entered the room, closed the door, gently carried her up to the second floor, entered her room, put her on the big soft bed, took off her shoes and covered her with a thin quilt on her body.

Just as she was thinking of going downstairs to make sober soup for her, when she straightened her waist, she realized that her hands had been clutching his clothes tightly, for fear that he would sneak away.

He held her hand and pulled it, and she made a dissatisfied sound, and the brows that stretched along the way were furrowed in an instant.

He had no choice but to follow her strength and sit on the edge of the bed, coaxing her to let go, "I'll go make soup for Qingqing, and I'll be back soon, okay?"

Still didn't put any effort.

"Would Qingqing want to have porridge or noodles? Can I make Qingqing a late-night snack?" After staying at the banquet for a long time and waiting for a car on the side of the road for a long time, it was almost eleven o'clock, she The full stomach has long been flattened.

The first thing you do when you wake up is to be hungry.He wanted to make the supper while making the soup, otherwise it would not be good to drink sober soup on an empty stomach.

He tried to hold her hand again, and gently touched her face with the other hand, "Okay, don't make trouble." He successfully took the clothes out of her tightened palm, "Okay, Qingqing good."

"Well……"

The palms of her hands were instantly empty, she turned over uncomfortably, changed her sleeping position, grasped the thin quilt covering her body as if it were his clothes, and slept soundly again.

He didn't dare to move too much. He even stood up from the bed carefully, lest he would disturb her again. He managed to move to the door of the room. She didn't wake up before he retreated and went downstairs Soup in the kitchen.

He also failed to hear the nonsense she said inadvertently in her sleep.

"Brother, don't leave me..."

Drunk girls are the most difficult to serve, especially when asking her to drink the unexpectedly unpleasant hangover soup, it is simply the most difficult thing he has ever experienced in his life, because at this time she is the most sleepy, and only If you want to rest in bed, but you are woken up by him for no reason, your temper will naturally come up.

She didn't listen to coaxing.

He is not willing to force it.

"Well, I really don't want to drink..." She had already smelled the unpleasant smell of hangover soup in Ji Shiyan's bowl, and felt nauseated in her stomach, covering her small mouth to keep his spoon away.

Ji Shiyan had no choice but to put the soup on the small cabinet beside the bed, and gently pinched her cheek, "Why are you so delicate, huh?"

"It's too bitter..." In the past, the hangover soup that He Xiuping cooked for her was very bitter, but under He Xiuping's coercion, she resigned herself to drinking a big bowl, which left an indelible shadow on her life.

This time, she relied on Ji Shiyan to pamper her, so she desperately resisted tasting the thing that made her miserable again.

"I prepared candy for Qingqing." Hearing the reason for her resistance, Ji Shiyan also thought of this in advance, and took out a pomegranate candy from his pocket and stuffed it into her palm.

Her way back was blocked.

Song Chiqing drooped his face, once again being pitiful, "But you will still feel the pain..."

"Okay, then don't drink."

He was so easy to talk, Song Chiqing's eyes lit up, and he nodded happily, but the next second he saw him stir the soup with a spoon a little discouraged, his tone was full of pity, and he lowered his head as if he was talking to himself "For Qingqing, I boiled it for more than half an hour."

But they were so close, Song Chiqing must have heard it, and she also felt pity and sorry for him when she saw that the fruit of his labor was wasted by herself. He picked up the soup and was about to leave the room. Pull on his clothes.

"Huh?" He knew that it would work to be as pitiful as her, but he pretended not to know anything, "Didn't Qingqing stop drinking? I'm going to pour it out now."

"I, I..." She wrinkled her small nose and compromised, "I drink..."

The scheme succeeded.

The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and he secretly smiled, then sat back beside her bed, stroked the top of her hair, "Qingqing is so good."

"Hmm..." She also felt that she was so good today that she was willing to accept the bitter hangover soup.

"Can I feed Qingqing? Brother's soup is not bitter." He coaxed her.

In fact, the dose he took was not much. When the soup was served just now, he also took a sip, and served it after making sure she could swallow it, but it smelled a bit strong.

"Um... good."

She sat cross-legged on the bed with the quilt in her arms, and saw him take a mouthful of soup and blew on it before passing it to her. She looked at the pitch-black soup, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch her nose. Then he opened his mouth with a small "ah".

Although bitter.

But she can take it.

She tilted her head, pleasantly surprised, "Brother is really not bitter." Unexpectedly, he still has this ability, and Song Chiqing, who was in a daze, felt that it couldn't be too amazing.

He pursed his lips and smiled, not breaking her sudden blind admiration for him. With the ok sip just now, Song Chiqing was no longer so resistant. She opened her mouth and called him to feed him until the end .

"Qingqing is great." He put the bowl on the small cabinet while praising her, then tore off the candy wrapper, and stuffed the pomegranate candy into her mouth, "Is it still bitter?"

"Well..." She shook her head, the candy in her mouth was sweet, and the heart in her body after being praised by him was also sweet, squinting her eyes to savor the candy he peeled for her personally.

Sugar is even sweeter.

"Brother." She smacked her lips and felt the sugar in her mouth getting smaller and smaller. She tilted her body and leaned on his shoulder to talk about her current feelings, "I'm hungry... I want to eat fried noodles, I really want to eat it My brother cooked fried noodles."

Sure enough, when I woke up, I was hungry.

Ji Shiyan had figured out her a long time ago, but fortunately he made preparations in advance, "It's keeping warm in the kitchen, can you go down and eat with me? Wash up and go to bed after eating."

It doesn't matter if you don't take a bath for a day, anyway, she is always clean and sweet, but she ate too many desserts tonight, no matter what, I still have to coax her to brush her teeth before going to bed.

She is most afraid of toothache.

"Okay." Song Chiqing nodded and opened her hands, "I want my brother to carry me down." She was too tired to move today.

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)