Don't panic, the prince, the patriarch of fortune, she has space

Chapter 402, Secret

Feng Qingluo broke away from Qin Zhi's hand, and planned to concentrate on drying her hair.

She'll have a heart attack if she deals with this stuff again!
Well, I still miss that caring and clingy Qin Zhi.

"Give me the handkerchief."

"What?"

"Wipe your hair!"

Feng Qingluo retracted her hand holding the veil in panic.

"Hurry up! Before others say that I don't love you!"

Feng Qingluo grabbed the veil tightly and refused: "No need, no one will see it so late."

Qin Zhi glanced at Han Yan who was a wooden figure not far away, then glanced at Yan Yi who came out to pour water, and insisted: "Hurry up, don't challenge my patience!"

Feng Qingluo cursed in her heart, this is probably not a straight man, is she?
I don't know if this product will rub someone's hair!

Well, the facts quickly proved that Qin Zhi couldn't, he had never served anyone since he was a child.Feng Qingluo felt that he was going to pull out all her black hair!
Finally, her hair was half dry, so she hurriedly snatched back the handkerchief.

"almost."

"Where is it similar? This hair is still wet!"

"It's hot, just blow the wind." Before finishing speaking, Feng Qingluo quickly hung up the handkerchief, so as not to be snatched by Qin Zhi again.

Fortunately, this time he didn't insist anymore, but asked Han Yan to bring a jar of plaster.

Feng Qingluo looked at him vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

"Give you medicine!"

Feng Qingluo...

She shrank her hand subconsciously.

If this plaster is taken out later, I am afraid that the wound will not be found!

Qin Zhi didn't seem to feel her rejection, so he opened the small porcelain pot on his own, "Give me your hand!"

Feng Qingluo stared at Qin Zhi with strange eyes, "Why do you care about me so much?"

Feeling a little overwhelmed!
Qin Zhi was stunned for a moment, unable to answer for a moment.

"Just because we got married? I'm your wife?"

Feng Qingluo definitely wouldn't believe these words, but Qin Zhi took it seriously, "Yes, it's because you are my wife, otherwise what would I worry about if it was someone else? Shut me up if someone else is hurt or not." What's up?"

This is really irrefutable.

"So you don't care about me, you just care about your wife?"

Qin Zhi was puzzled by her question.

"Aren't you my wife? What nonsense!"

Feng Qingluo's breathing was stagnant, and he felt a breath stuck in his chest, unable to vomit it out for a while.

After a while she murmured: "It's different, how could it be the same?"

"What's the difference?" Qin Zhi asked impatiently, grabbing her plain wrist domineeringly and began to apply the medicine, applying a thick layer until the wound was no longer visible.

Looking at this hand, Feng Qingluo didn't want to talk anymore, and went to bed in a hurry.

Well, maybe there is a big boy she likes in the dream!
Qin Zhi couldn't go to bed yet, he had to wash up first.

When he came back, Feng Qingluo was already fast asleep. The intensive work these days and the unfamiliar Qin Zhi made her feel physically and mentally exhausted.

When Qin Zhi came in, he lit the dim oil lamp, and saw the sleeping beauty on the bed at a glance.Because of the hot weather, she only covered her belly with a thin quilt, so that her exquisite curves could be seen at a glance.

When teenagers were most impulsive, Qin Zhi approached him unknowingly, and smelled the girl's unique body fragrance on the girl in front of him with a look of intoxication. The 14-year-old girl is like a budding flower, which makes people have unlimited expectations at a glance.

At this moment, Qin Zhi felt that the old Taoist's unreliable method might be a try. When the little patriarch of the Feng clan became his real woman, what secret would he be able to keep?
(End of this chapter)