Wear it quickly and don’t mess with the cutie

Afterwards, Jiang Yunting went straight upstairs. Behind him, Qiao Muxi opened his mouth and was about to speak. A low voice sounded in front of him.

"wait for me here"

"Yeah," Qiao Muxi hummed softly.

Those broad and powerful shoulders seemed to be stiff, and Jiang Yunting couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

After a while, Jiang Yunting, who was wearing home pajamas, came down, walked to the sofa and sat down, patted the side and spoke hoarsely.

"come over".

Under the warm light, the home pajamas diluted Jiang Yunting's sharp aura, making him look softer.

Qiao Muxi was no longer afraid and moved to sit next to him.

Sudden.

Jiang Yunting suddenly shortened the little distance between him and Qiao Muxi, and put his head close to Qiao Muxi's neck.

Qiao Muxi was stunned, wanting to move but not daring to move, her voice was soft and trembling.

"What are you doing?" He put his hands in front of his chest to separate himself from Fu Yanchen, his eyes widened, and he looked even easier to bully.

"The doctor said I need comfort."

The man's breath sprayed on the thorns on his neck, and Qiao Muxi softened.

The hands that were blocking him turned into gently holding his chest in an attempt to resist.

The man pressed his lips to the fair and delicate neck, touching the tall bridge of his nose.

Jiang Yunting sucked deeply into the little rabbit's neck, as if his desire was slightly satisfied.

"what!"

"Let go...me, let me go"

The always obedient little rabbit seemed to be frightened, waving his little hands and struggling. Although this resistance was not enough to tickle Jiang Yunting, the man's lips separated slightly under the resistance of the restless guide in his arms.

"Don't move." Jiang Yunting's eyes turned red and he grabbed Qiao Muxi's wrist. The thought came to his mind as to why he should resist.The possessive desire for the guide in my heart, and my always calm reason were about to be burned out by this thought. The violent movements combined with the dissatisfaction were extremely shocking.

"Woo... woo woo"

Her tears fell like small pearls.

He made his guide cry, and this thought brought Jiang Yunting back to his separated sanity.

He was at a loss as to what to do.

I feel sour in my heart. Does the little guide hate him?

The man lowered his voice and caressed Qiao Muxi's back stiffly with his hand that he didn't know where to place.

"Sorry, I was too reckless, don't cry." Jiang Yunting was afraid of making someone with delicate skin and tender flesh cry.

But he had never coaxed the guide, he had never even had contact with him, so of course he would not coax anyone.

"Wuwu...you...you're too scary...", frightened by Jiang Yunting's irrational look with red eyes, she softly accused him.

"I'm sorry", he seriously admitted his mistake in front of his guide.

Guides are fragile creatures and timid, so they should be treated with caution, he figured it out.

Fu Yanchen gently placed the hard-earned guide beside the bed, and sat beside him.

His mind was always tense and going crazy, but he hated the contact of those guides, and he felt nauseated if he touched it.

But the little guide in front of him was different, as if he had been looking forward to her touch from the first sight.

"Do you want my comfort? Then I'll start." Qiao Muxi fluttered her eyelashes quickly, her palms sweating nervously. This was actually the first time she had done such a thing.

After saying that, she placed her palm against Fu Yanchen's big, calloused hand, and at the same time released her mental power from her mind to gently wrap around her restless nerves.

Her mental power slowly smoothed away the chaos in Jiang Yunting's mind inch by inch.

I don't know how long it took, Qiao Muxi breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed her nerves. Her body swayed and finally she couldn't hold on and fell sideways.

He was suddenly supported by a big hand and pushed gently on the bed.

Jiang Yunting looked at the guide in front of him, put the pillow under his head where it should be, and took the quilt and spread it around his neck to cover him neatly.