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Chapter 715 Interlocking fingers

Qiao Qingyan opened her eyes wide in surprise and looked at him suspiciously.

Can you still do these things when you fall asleep?

"Ji Wuchen..." plop.

The big palm in his hand retracted and pulled her back again after leaving the soft couch, and even pulled her to her side directly.

Qiao Qingyan groaned and fell next to him, and a rich male cold fragrance came towards him.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Wuchen turned his body sideways and took her into his arms as if he had a memory.

Just like the day and night in the Star Continental Palace.

Sleeping in the same bed and sleeping together.

At this moment, Qiao Qingyan suddenly felt a sense of return to the feeling she used to be.

The long-lost beauty.

She lay there stiffly, not daring to move any more, for fear of breaking the rare peace and warmth.

Since they were reunited, it was not that they hadn't slept together, but she had almost always been pestering him.

Now he was like before, wrapping his arms around her waist, leaning his head gently against her shoulders and neck, breathing lightly.

A long leg pressed against her legs, locking her completely in his arms with a domineering attitude, greedy and dependent on her.

Qiao Qingyan couldn't calm down and dared not move, so she could only turn her eyes to look at him.

When he touched his still sleeping cheeks, his eyes were so sore and a thin mist of water rose up.

asshole.

It's cold and hot to her.

Sleep like this, aren’t you afraid of the wound cracking?

But she couldn't bear to push away such a rare opportunity, just like that... As she thought about it, Qiao Qingyan raised her slightly cool fingertips and moved the wrist that was still in his hand.

Realizing that she was about to escape, Ji Wuchen's hand increased his strength.

She lowered her voice and said with a smile, "I won't leave, let me change my seat."

Then, his strength loosened.

Qiao Qingyan took the opportunity to pull out her wrist, put her little hand into his palm, and intertwined with him.

It's still not awkward, well, it's good to be like this.

Ji Wuchen, who had a faint sense of consciousness, felt her movements, and the warmth continued to pass from her interlocking fingers to her heart.

The body, frozen by the spell, warmed up all over.

He raised the corners of his lips slightly, rubbed his head against her neck, and hugged her even more intimately.

With her company, I slept very well this time, and all the fatigue I had over the past few days has subsided.

Listening to his breathing, Qiao Qingyan gradually became sleepy.

I spent most of the time at night practicing, and I woke up early in the morning to clean up, so I didn’t have enough sleep time.

Now His Highness invites her to take a break with her, so let’s take a rest.

Soon, she closed her eyes and the two of them went to their dreams together.

The warm sunshine of the rising sun shines through the window coffin. On the couch, the perfect person is as beautiful as a painting, and the cold temple is warming up and adding color.

The two of them slept until noon. The people who cleaned and managed the house changed batch after batch. They were all surprised and looked at the study door from time to time, and occasionally exchanged smirks.

Ji Wuchen and Qiao Qingyan's series of actions this morning have spread throughout the temple at the speed of light.

No one expected that His Highness would actually be with "Sweet and Pity".

Some old men have lived in the temple for seventy or eighty years, and it is the first time they have seen such an unusual His Highness.

A group of people pointed to the still closed door and smiled endlessly.

The two of them have been in the house for so long, why haven’t they come out yet?

What is Your Highness doing inside?

Tsk, the sun must have come out of the west.

Someone even gave a thumbs up exaggeratedly. Your Highness is worthy of being Your Highness. His physical strength is not the same as others, but why is there no sound at all?

It seems that the barrier has been opened.

The sweeping team finally raised their heads and chests in front of the mopping team, each with a smile on their faces.

"What do you have to say now?

How do you want to mock us and how do you mock Jojo?"

"Be careful that Qiao Qiao sues you to Your Highness, so that you can't afford to take care of it. You haven't seen the consequences of the study manager? Did Your Highness help him?"

At this moment, the mopping team could no longer say bad things and slipped away in a dirt.

Damn, it really makes the people in the sweeping team lucky.

If that woman really becomes the mistress of the temple, wouldn’t those people become the celebrities in front of her?

True memorization.

On the same day, after waking up, Ji Wuchen looked at himself who was wrapped around Qiao Qingyan like an octopus. His eyebrows were beating uneasy and he took them back like an electric shock.

Why did my sleeping appearance become so bad?

No, they fell asleep together?

And holding her, I didn't feel uncomfortable at all, but instead I slept quite well.

After closing, I suddenly found that my fingers that were linked to her fell into a brief stiffness again.

A vague consciousness flashed through her, and she did not reject her at all, and the so-called cleanliness did not occur.

He pinched his eyebrows, took a deep breath, calming his beating heart.

Looking at her quiet sleeping face, she suddenly burst into laughter, and some unpredictable emotions flashed through her eyes.

After that day, Ji Wuchen ordered her to be promoted to her personal "maid".

Everyone tacitly understood this and had seen through his own highness's brain circuit.

It’s said it’s a maid, but it’s actually a treasure, so how could Qiao Qiao really do it?

In the following days, as long as Ji Wuchen is there, all food, clothing, housing and transportation will be arranged by Qiao Qingyan.

The people of the Temple subtly regarded her as the future hostess.

In addition, Qiao Qingyan had more things to coax her to sleep, which made her laugh and cry.

Whenever this happens, a certain highman looks like a baby who wants her mother to coax her to sleep, making her maternal love overflowing and she can't refuse.

Qiao Qingyan's residence was moved from the servant's lounge to the side house in the main courtyard of the temple.

It is adjacent to Ji Wuchen's main house.

In this way, half a month passed calmly and orderly.

The deeds of Qiao Qingyan's subjugation of the Lord of the Temple have long been circulated in major dynasties, and everyone is speculating on her identity.

Many men and women beat their chests and stamp their feet. Why isn’t His Highness interested in them?

Because Ji Wuchen made repeated exceptions, the women who had been silent for a long time were ready to move again.

He conveyed love to him openly and secretly, and sought to pursue him.

However, the deity is indifferent and even harder to contact than before.

Only then did everyone realize that he did not modify it, but only changed it to one person.

For this reason, Qiao Qingyan earned a lot of envy, jealousy and hatred. Even if she lived in the temple, she could feel the hostility towards her outside.

Even when Ji Wuchen was away, someone would come to the gate of the temple to boldly provoke her, wanting to see her true face, and receive various challenges almost every day.

It's really crazy.

If your husband is too outstanding, there will be more rivals in love, both men and women.

However, Qiao Qingyan ignored them at all, so she didn't have so much spare time.

When Ji Wuchen was there, he was busy with his affairs, trying to restore what he had experienced together, and trigger his memories.

Although it has not been effective yet, it is obvious that the two of them are getting along more and more harmoniously.

When he was not here, she worked harder to practice.
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