After waking up from the dream, the general's wife lost her love brain

Chapter 61
Qi Cun heard that it was the secret code he had agreed with his subordinates.

He stood up and opened the window, and opened a hidden button on the window sill. There was a small note hidden inside. After unfolding it, he saw: There is something strange about Zhang Zuoling. If you want to kill the fish, be careful.

Qi Cun pinched the paper, and suddenly there was a scraping sound on the bed.

The sound was very subtle in the darkness, but it was still captured by Qi Cun.

He was taken aback: "A Yuan, what are you doing?" Qiao Yuan didn't expect to be noticed, so he stopped in fright.

After a while, Qi Cun under the bed seemed to see that she didn't respond, and gradually stopped talking.

Qiao Yuan bit her lip, and waited for a gentle breath from under the bed before continuing.

A body approached silently and suddenly pressed against her.

Qiao Yuan subconsciously wanted to scream, but her lips were covered.

It was quiet at night, if I woke up my aunt, I might think they were doing something.

Qiao Yuan slapped his hand away in shame. In the process, her hand accidentally touched her waist.
Qiao Yuan gasped.

The shoulders were held by big hands, and the whole body was turned around.

Qi Cun, who was sitting by the bed, couldn't see his face clearly, but could feel his eyes falling on her face.

After a while, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with her face, and her gaze slowly went down again.

The pure-color pajamas were lifted up, revealing her snow-white waist.

Qi Cun could see in the dark, so he naturally saw the two terrifying fingerprints on his waist.

Qiao Yuan lowered her eyes and hurriedly tried to pull off her clothes, but her hand was grabbed.

In the darkness, I seemed to hear the man sighing deeply, as if he was angry but also helpless.

"Little ancestor, why don't you tell me the pain?"

angry?What right did he have to be angry? It wasn't all his fault that she was like this.

Qiao Yuan got up and broke away from his hand: "Go away, I don't want to see you."

She thought that Qi Cun worked hard outside farming, helping him sew clothes, delivering him meals, and even following him when he exceeded the prescribed hours at night.

She said that she can sleep when she wants, without her moving, how could she fall asleep when he moves like that.

Qiao Yuan was angry and aggrieved. He was lying to her about all the feelings.

From the very beginning, she didn't come to Gongzhou voluntarily, saying that she couldn't do without her, but in the end she left her at home and left early and returned late.

If she were in Beijing, she could have attended a few banquets and found some friends to relieve her boredom. But now she was brought to a place she was unfamiliar with and had to stay in this small place all day.

Qiao Yuan had a sore nose, turned around and didn't want to look at him, "I'm going back to Shangjing."

She didn't want to stay in this place anymore, and didn't want to do nothing every day. The only thing she could do was to sit in the house and wait for him to come back.

There was a solid wall of flesh on her back, and a big warm hand stretched out to rub her waist gently with strength.

in a state of stagnation

"I'm sorry." After a long time, Qiao Yuan heard a hoarse voice from behind, "I'll arrange someone to take you back tomorrow."

His voice was difficult, as if he was trying his best to pretend to be a normal voice, and he didn't want her to find out that something was wrong with him.

"Don't chase me away."

What he fears most is that Qiao Yuan will reject him. He can promise her anything and don't drive him away, okay?

Qiao Yuan pushed him away angrily, "Get down quickly, I'm going to sleep."

After a while, Qi Cun said: "I'll rub your waist for you, it won't hurt after rubbing, and I'll go down when you fall asleep."

Qiao Yuan's fingers were slender and weak. He had rubbed them for a long time to no avail. His big hands were warm and the strength was moderate.

In the end, Qiao Yuan let him go, yawned, and leaned into Qi Cun's warm arms: "You can go down when I fall asleep."

Qi Cun's voice was terribly low, "Mmm."

Qiao Yuan slowly fell into a deep sleep.

In the second half of the night, half asleep and half awake, Qiao Yuan's hands stretched out and groped for something, trying to find the familiar person beside the bed, but she felt something cold.

Qiao Yuan is afraid of the cold, and her body temperature is lower than ordinary people. In the past, when the weather was cold, Jin Shu would stuff Mrs. Tang into her quilt, otherwise her body would be as cold as ice.

But since Qi Cun slept with her, she no longer needed those foreign objects.

He was long-armed and long-legged, with a fiery chest that held him like a furnace.

Qiao Yuan always approached the heat source unconsciously at night, and often when he woke up in the morning, he found himself curled up in Qi Cun's arms, his face flushed from the heat.

Now this half of the bed has no temperature.

The pink fingertips were frozen by the sheets, and Qiao Yuan came back to her senses. That's right, Qi Cun was driven to the floor by her.

It seems that Qi Cun did keep his promise tonight and went down after she fell asleep.

Qiao Yuan huddled under the quilt, looking sideways.

Outside the hazy gauze curtain, a resolute figure could be vaguely seen sleeping on the ground.

Qi Cunsheng was tall and burly, even lying down, his body heaved more obviously than ordinary people, like a hill, casting a shadow on the ground.

His strength is also amazing, his muscles are like cast iron, and he can hold the little beauty with one hand.

Qiao Yuan bit her fingertips, hesitated, slightly opened the gauze curtain, and stuck her head out.

Qi Cun lay quietly on his back with the quilt on his abdomen, breathing slowly.

Qiao Yuan got down on the bed quietly, quietly lifted his quilt, and got in.

Qi Cun didn't wake up, he hugged this soft body subconsciously, stroked her arm, touched the cool skin, and pulled the quilt to her chin.

Big hands like irons wrapped around her thin shoulders, pressed her against his chest, and then gradually stopped moving.

This set of movements is so practiced that it seems like it has been done thousands of times.

Qiao Yuan lay on the man's body, her cheek pressed against his undulating heartbeat. Her whole body was ironed by the warm body temperature, and her body warmed up instantly.

She didn't move at first because she knew Qi Cun didn't sleep deeply at night. Sometimes she had nightmares or wanted to drink water. Qi Cun would wake up as soon as she moved.

Today, Qi Cun was obviously fast asleep for some reason, and Qiao Yuan's rustling noise didn't wake him up.

Maybe it's because she doesn't want to wake up, because when she wakes up, it's a new day, the day when Qiao Yuan will leave him and go back to Beijing.

Calm returned to the house.

After a while, after making sure that he would not wake up, Qiao Yuan straightened up slightly.

Moonlight is like practice.

By the moonlight, Qiao Yuan quietly looked at the face beside him.

The skin is bronze, with deep features and sharp outlines.The bridge of the nose is as high as a mountain peak, and the lips are pursed into a straight line, giving people a feeling of inhumanity.

But such cold lips felt hot on her face.The lips are close to each other, one side is slightly hard, and the other side is as soft as a cloud. The hard side is completely immersed in the soft fragrance, starting from the corners of the lips, and they are moistened little by little until they hold the plump and bright red lip beads.

As if pity is not enough, I look forward to being able to extract sweetness from it, every time we part, the petal-like lips are always invisible.

Qiao Yuan couldn't help stretching out his hand, pressed his delicate fingers against the corner of his lips, and pushed up, the cold and hard lines suddenly became funny.

Let him always bully her.

(End of this chapter)