"If you don't tie my wrists, I won't sleep." Qing Ge took the book back again.
Na Hanjue went crazy, "You are burned out, aren't you? How can you sleep with that thing tied up? Aren't you looking for torture?"
"I checked online, and they said it's okay. Being tied up for three and two nights won't affect your rest at all. Just let me try!" Qingge walked over and grabbed his arm and begged.
"Okay, I won't watch you tonight. How about I sleep well?" Na Hanjue knew that she felt sorry for him and was afraid that he would sit next to her and watch over her all night again, although he did think so.
Yes, but you can never admit it verbally.
"No, I think this is quite fun, just let me try it, I'll give it a try!" Qing Ge's watery eyes looked at him with longing. If he had never been able to refuse in the past,
He even gave up his life, but this was not enough, he couldn't bear it!
"Otherwise..." Qingge thought for a while, and her eyes suddenly lit up, "The tie is ready! The tie is wider and won't hurt my skin. Then tie it looser and I won't feel anything."
"I said... no, no, no tie, no nothing!" Na Hanjue rarely looked cold to her.
"Anyway, I won't sleep unless you tie me up!" Qingge turned her back and ignored him.
The two of them were in a stalemate for more than half an hour, and finally Na Hanjue raised his hands and surrendered. He had known for a long time that there was nothing he could do with this little girl.
He took a tie and followed the method taught online. He first wrapped Qingge's hands with a towel, and then tied the towel around her wrists with the tie so that she couldn't scratch her while sleeping.
The skin is gone.
While being tied up, Na Hanjue cursed, who pervert thought of this method? Let him know that he must be killed alive!
After Qingge was tied up, Qingge lay on her side with her wrists on her chest and her knees curled up. Looking at Qingge's little obedient look, Na Hanjue instantly became evil.
Lying down next to Qingge, he stroked Qingge's curves with his big palms and said in a hoarse voice, "Ge'er, your look makes me want to ravage you!"
"What are you thinking about?" Qing Ge scolded him, "Hurry up and go to sleep!"
Nahanjue was really sleepy. She held Qingge's hand with both hands and fell asleep quickly. Although Qingge had slept a lot during the day, because the medicine she took contained sleeping ingredients, she fell asleep quickly.
That night, the two of them slept particularly soundly.
On the third day, the rash on Qingge's body began to show signs of fading, and her fever turned from high to low. The doctor said that it was not good for her to be bored in the room all the time. In the evening, Nahanjue took her to the back garden to see them.
fire mandarin flower.
The two of them sat side by side on the shore, watching the side-by-side fire mandarin flowers stretching and swaying in the wind, feeling particularly happy and sweet in their hearts.
Na Hanjue held her in his arms, wrapped his arms tightly around her shoulders, and kissed her gently in the ear, "Ge'er, do you think we look like that flower? They are conjoined.
We are also conjoined!"
"Well," Qingge responded, leaning her head on his shoulder, "I will take good care of them and let them stay with us for a long, long time!"
"Ge'er," he bit her ear gently and smiled evilly, "We are not the most similar to them now. We will be most similar when we wait for our wedding night and the bridal chamber!"
"Why?" Qing Ge tilted her head and looked at him, not understanding what he meant.
