Her family's god has that serious disease in her head

The boy who had never been spanked since he was a child, suddenly turned red with embarrassment.

Yan Xiqian said angrily: "What I said, you just obey and obey, and the carrots are hidden in the side hall. Do you think I'm blind?"

After all, it was a few heavy blows again.

It hurts, but it hurts, but for Qing Yanci, who has the highest cultivation base, it can be ignored.

But shame is really shame!
His parents never taught him such a lesson, but now it's a good thing, he was taught by his wife.

Qing Yan has never felt so wronged at such a young age!

He gritted his teeth silently.

Yan Xiqian scolded him for a long time, but the man still didn't say a word.

"Did you listen to what I told you?" she asked angrily.

But Qing Yanci remained silent.

Last night, she didn't eat a single bite of food and exhausted a lot of energy. Now she feels dizzy and uncomfortable.

Where did she want his apology, she was...

Afterwards, while he was about to fall asleep, Yan Xiqian rubbed the place where she had slapped her.

Yan Xiqian half opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the nervous face of the young man.

Qing Yanci sat across from her and brought her some dishes, "I just learned the small dishes from the cook, I don't know if they suit your taste."

Yan Xiqian was startled by her own thought. Didn't she just want him to apologize?

Yan Xiqian suddenly put down the chopsticks in his hand, wrapped his arms around the young man's slender neck, and kissed him fiercely.

But she was being held there at the moment, and she was a little embarrassed to say a few soft words.

There is only one thing that Qing Yanci remembers.

His long hair fell down with his half-supported body, which was extraordinarily coquettish.

The young man was taken aback, and got up quickly, while wrapping up his clothes, he said: "I'm going to get you something to eat right now, and you can rest."

If it wasn't for her lack of physical strength at the moment, she might not be able to hold on.

He wasn't angry, but felt ashamed.

"hungry!"

After a long time, the smelly man came back with a hot meal in his hand.

To be precise, he was awakened by hunger.

She pushed the person beside her, and Qing Yanci immediately woke up.

He was still thinking about the embarrassment just now, and said in a low voice, "Come here and have something to eat!"

Yan Xiqian was so hungry that she couldn't sleep, but she was too tired and didn't want to get up.

She was not pretentious, turned over and sat down at the table.

She gestured to reach out her hand, but Qing Yanci quickly dodged it.

"Don't touch it!" the boy said with red eyes.

Yan Xiqian sighed helplessly, and said: "You clearly know that I don't like carrots, but today you found a room full of carrots in front of my cousin and Yingshuang, I'm bound to be angry."

Qing Yan resigned and rushed into the kitchen in a hurry.

Half propped up and half next to each other, it was hard to wait for the man to come back.

But seeing him lowering his brows and pleasing his eyes, looking as if he was about to die or live, Yan Xiqian felt very uncomfortable.

Yan Xiqian got up after smelling the fragrance.

The more he thought about it, the more unpleasant it became. Yan Xi sat down angrily, and said, "You insist on annoying me? That's up to you."

On the second day, Yan Xiqian woke up early in the morning.

Qing Yanci blushed violently, and quickly shook her head, "It's not hurt, don't touch it."

She lay down again, pursed her lips unconsciously, and muttered: "Smelly man! Stinky man!"

He stood dejectedly like a rabbit, biting his lips tightly with his white teeth, and the corners of his eyes were red.

She asked, "Did it hurt?"

When she hurriedly lifted the quilt to check, there was no sign of that person in the room.

Yan Xiqian's heart suddenly warmed up.

Yan Xi threw it on the ground angrily.

Anyway...it just happened so suddenly.

Fortunately, the oil lamp was off, so he could comfort himself that Yan Xiqian couldn't see it.

What happened later, Qing Yanci was completely down.

"Ash?"

"Are you... angry?" Yan Xiqian asked awkwardly.

Qing Yanci said sorry in a low voice.

Probably out of guilt for hitting him, Yan Xiqian didn't refuse.

In the past, the 19-year-old Qing Yanci would have clung to him stickily, unlike at this moment, like a piece of wood.

The young man was startled, and stammered and asked, "What...what's the matter? No...don't you like it?"

The rolling pin that separated the two was still lying there quietly.

Angrily, Yan Xi grabbed his back collar, but the man just wrapped the clothes tightly in a panic.

Qing Yanci's phoenix eyes widened, and when he regained consciousness, Yan Xiqian was already sitting on his lap, and his hands hugged Yan Xiqian's waist at some point.

The rolling pin rolled to the corner of the room, and then stopped.

Qing Yanci pushed the door open and entered, and was a little surprised to see that she had come out of the quilt.

He didn't know how he half-pushed from the chair to the couch, and he didn't know how he was guided.

Qingyan opened his mouth in pain, which gave the other party an opportunity.

Yan Xi looked at it lightly, feeling a little distressed, and most of the anger in his heart dissipated immediately.

The boy just shook his head.

The kiss was passionate, and soon, Qing Yanci realized that something was wrong with him, and wanted to pull away, but Yan Xiqian bit his lips sharply.

Originally it was he who did something wrong, and it was okay for her to punish him, but why did he become the wronged one, and she had to coax him?

Yan Xi was so angry that he punched the couch, the fist was so painful.

Yan Xiqian heard footsteps, and then the sound of the door opening and closing.

Yan Xiqian thought that the poisonous hands he had done to Qing Yanci's head in the past were ten times and a hundred times more serious than what he did today, and he has never seen him like this!
The man didn't speak, Yan Xiqian sighed again, and said, "Let me see."

Yan Xiqian said nervously, "Are you hurt? Show me whether the injury is serious or not."

Qing Yanci's scalp went numb, and he didn't know where the courage came from, so he asked, "Can you do it again?"

Yan Xiqian's hands froze in embarrassment, feeling unhappy.

It's not just embarrassing, it's embarrassing.

This time when she took the initiative to ask for it, Qing Yanci's head cleared up a lot, but her face was much redder than before.

Yan Xiqian, who was holding the chopsticks, paused her hands in the air, she looked up at him, tears glistened in her eyes.

After all, she threw the quilt over her head and wrapped herself into a ball.

Qing Yanci helped her body up and leaned half on his shoulder.

The man blushed, and tucked the corner of the quilt for her, not showing an inch.

Yan Xiqian looked down at the clear porridge in the bowl, a little disgusted, and said, "You just give me this?"

Qing Yanci was a little guilty, and coaxed: "You are weak now, so you can only eat some porridge first, and when you get better, I will cook what you like for you, okay?"

Yan Xiqian pursed her lips, but didn't say anything, and opened her mouth delicately.