His Highness, Don’t Leave! I Will Lose Weight For You!

Han Fei wanted to pull his hand away, but her chin was pinched and hurt. The pain made her gasp, and said, "Let go! What are you talking about!"

Qin Che tried harder and sternly said: "Fat! This is me! This is the me you made by yourself! That he is just a mask created to deal with the world! Just like this mask!"

Qin Che stretched out his other hand, still holding a silver mask, which was the silver mask he had been wearing.

Han Fei's gaze fell on the mask, and she knew something in a daze.

Qin Che sneered and said: "Fatty, do you hate me now? Do you hate my hands with too much blood? But you forgot to be fat, you made me like this!"

"No! Qin Che! You are crazy! Let go!"

Han Fei felt that Qin Che was too dangerous now, her eyes were full of blood red, but would Qin Che let her escape?

When she turned over, Han Fei was directly pressed on the couch. Qin Che controlled her hands and feet from top to bottom, and said sharply: "Fat, you can't miss him! He won't be back! I will take it off. With this mask, he should disappear."

Han Fei was startled and said, "What does this mean?!"

Qin Che showed an evil smile and said, "Back then, Master Huiming gave me two masks, one is this silver mask, and the other is him."

Han Fei's heart trembled, and her mind suddenly remembered that when he first saw a male god, there was no emotion in his eyes at that time, and the cold feeling all over his body seemed to tightly wrap himself in his own world. , He in that appearance, like a cold mask, isolated everyone.

Qin Che saw that Han Fei was no longer struggling, and slowly slowed down his strength. He also lay on the couch, wrapped Han Fei in his arms and rubbed it. His movements were exactly the same as when he was a child, except for his body shape. It has grown too much.

Han Fei finally recovered her voice, swallowed, and said, "You mean... that cold Qin Che is a mask?"

Qin Che thought for a while and said, "The bald donkey of Huiming noticed the **** breath on my hands, made up some nonsense, and gave me this mask in order to suppress my blood."

Han Fei remembered the dead court ladies and eunuchs that she had seen in the mirror again. She felt that her back was getting cold.

"Fat, you are shaking, are you afraid of me?"

Han Fei resisted the trembling and said, "So...Is that you fake?"

Han Fei was afraid to hear that answer.

Qin Che was silent for a while, tightened his hands, hugged Han Fei harder, and said: "Fatty, with more masks, it will stick to flesh and blood."

"what?"

"Can't pull, can't pull."

"What does it mean?"

Qin Che's voice sank and said, "Is it him what you want?"

Han Fei couldn't tell. For her, which Qin Che did she like?

Qin Che, who is cold, but will smile for her, will come to rescue her when she is desperate, or this one who closely relied on her when she was a child, and kept calling her fat, always using those eyes Qin Che stared at her.

Han Fei suddenly became blurred. She thought that this was the same person, but now Qin Che told her that it was a mask and that Qin Che was just a fake.

"Fat, look at me."

Qin Che's charming voice came over his head.

Han Fei raised her head subconsciously, her lips became cold, and something soft was pressed down, her pupils shrank, instantly clearing.

He is kissing her.

again.

Han Fei couldn't seem to refuse. She suddenly wanted to prove her conjecture through something. Then she stretched out her hand, hugged Qin Che's neck, and pressed it down so hard that the tentative kiss changed. quality.

As the lips and teeth met, the stronger and stronger, Han Fei's breath was full of his smell, penetrated into the internal organs and invaded the soul.

Qin Che was slightly taken aback, without moving, feeling Han Fei's first initiative.

She was like a child who didn't understand anything, groping how to get close to him. Although this closeness was not what he thought, Qin Che was already satisfied with Han Fei's initiative.

The kiss deepened slowly, and Qin Che pressed her against the guest, deepening into his throat.

When Han Fei finally pushed Qin Che away, her breathing was already too violent, and her face was flushed, making her whole face beautiful and even more enchanting.

Han Fei felt the kiss just now, she couldn't help but smiled and said, "The same..."

Qin Che frowned and said, "What is the same?"

Han Fei's eyes were bright, but she didn't say a word.

She finally confirmed in her heart that no matter which Qin Che it was, it was him, and he was the one she liked, and the feeling of this kiss was the same.

She would become attached to the cold Qin Che, feel distressed to the little Qin Che, and could not resist such a dangerous Qin Che, all because it was Qin Che.

As Taobao said, all this is both the starting point and the end point. She likes Qin Che, so she will go back to the past to see him at that time. This will affect his original trajectory and become a later growth. She will fall in love with him, this is a knot that cannot be untied, so the tighter it is!

Just when Qin Che wanted to say something, the adjutant's deafening voice came from outside the tent: "Master! There is a battle report from the front! They have completed the assembly! We must set off! Please let the prince get on the horse!"

Qin Che and Han Fei paused at the same time, and Han Fei couldn't help but grabbed Qin Che's clothes, a little nervous.

Qin Che replied, "Prepare the horse."

"Yes! Lord! Everything is ready!"

Immediately, he hugged Han Fei fiercely and got up, unfastened his black gown directly, revealing a strong body.

Han Fei closed her eyes subconsciously and covered her with her hand. The sound of Xixi Suoso’s cloth rubbing was heard from her ears. Han Fei was a little itchy, and could not bear to secretly open a finger, and saw Qin Che’s back. Facing her figure, there are scars on the sturdy back. The scars are deep and deep, and you can almost imagine the pain at that time.

Han Fei was startled and remembered that these were all the scars she had seen in childhood, but there were more...There were also some scars that she did not remember. ,

Yes, he is a general now, on the battlefield, no matter how brave people are, it is impossible to be completely without scars.

Battlefield, danger!

Han Fei was stunned, and opened her mouth: "Do you have to go?!"

Qin Che paused, but he changed into a uniform, covering the scars on that body.

"Fat, are you worried about me?"

Han Fei's heart tightened and did not deny, saying, "Is this battle fierce?"