Rebirth: The Adopted Daughter

A good night's dream. Ye Qingxia slept and woke up. The bed was very soft, the quilt was very soft, and the "pillow" was very comfortable. She was sweating all over. It seemed that her fever had subsided and her cold was better. She comfortably held the slippery "pillow", closed her eyes, found a comfortable position and continued to sleep. Suddenly, she felt something was wrong. She touched the "pillow" up and down and touched a raised and hot small tent. Grabbed it. There was a muffled hum overhead. Ye Qingxia was so excited that he suddenly woke up. His hand seemed to be burned and took it back. Where is the pillow she is holding? It's Han Sicheng. She glanced at the high-grade white shirt and suit trousers hanging on the hanger, and then thought of the feeling she had just touched, and her heart jumped wildly. Han Sicheng seems to have a good figure and strong and compact meat. Her face burned. Their eyes were facing each other, and there was an ambiguous atmosphere in the air, as if they would wipe their guns and go off at the next moment“ How could I sleep here? " As ye Qingxia said, he looked up and looked to his left side. The place where she should have slept was empty, and her quilt fell to the ground. Ye Qingxia stared and felt that she should have gone into Han Sicheng's quilt at night. She slowly turned her head and looked at Han Sicheng, who was breathing a little fast, her heart was fluctuating and her eyes narrowed slightly“ What do you say? " Han Sicheng's eyes crackled with fire stars, as if he was controlling himself with his willpower. Ye Qingxia retreats carefully“ Master, you can't miss it. It won't come again. The master joined him once and promised to open the Lingtai God's possession at one fell swoop. That's the beginning of cultivation. " The little mirror was so anxious that he shouted in the sea of Ye Qingxia's divine knowledge“ What do you know? He doesn't take the initiative in such things, and I can't speak well on my own initiative. "“ Why? " The little mirror didn't understand what her master was thinking. It was clear that she wanted to jump up, but she stepped back. Because it doesn't understand the truth of hard to get. Ye Qingxia sat up and covered her legs with a quilt. She leaned around and didn't find her trousers... Han Sicheng saw the lovely briefs full of dots, wrapped in the girl's tight white hips. As soon as the nose gets warm, I feel like nosebleed is coming down. He quickly looked away and said, "it should be in your quilt." Ye Qingxia looked back at Han Sicheng. He was looking at the ceiling. Ye Qingxia suddenly poked out of the quilt and lay on the bed to reach the quilt under the bed. Han Sicheng glanced at her side. The girl was lying on the bed, the quilt covered her thigh, and the lovely little briefs were exposed. It's hot in my nose. If it goes on like this, I'll really have nosebleed. He frowned slightly and closed his eyes. Ye Qingxia picked up the quilt and found that the pants fell under the bed. She wrapped the quilt she had just picked up, moved to the bedside, picked up the pants, looked back at Han Sicheng and saw him close his eyes, but she still dragged the pants into the quilt and put them on. She got up again, took her coat, put it on, and ran into the bathroom to wash. Han Sicheng listened to the sound of running water in the bathroom. He was relieved. Then he got up and walked to the hanger with high-grade white shirts and trousers. He has just touched his clothes and hasn't come to wear them yet. Ye Qingxia poked her head out of the bathroom. Holding a toothbrush, she shouted vaguely, "don't worry, I'll be responsible for you." This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.