Quick Wear Peace

When I opened the door, I saw He Ziqiu, who looked like he was full of energy.

Without even looking at him, she turned and walked into the room.

He Ziqiu took the thermos in his hand and followed An Ning happily. He put the thermos on the table and took out the dishes one by one.

Even the smell of food could not rescue An Ning from Zhou Gong's clutches.

After arranging everything, He Ziqiu saw An Ning still sleeping on the chair, so he reached out and gently pinched her cheek with amusement.

The touch is so smooth that I don’t even want to use any strength.

An Ning woke up dazed, stared at He Ziqiu with a wronged look on her face, and said softly, "You don't like me at all."

He Ziqiu reached out and hugged An Ning, with a doting look on his face, "I like you the most, don't slander me." His face was full of grievance.

"Then why don't you let me sleep~" An Ning stretched out her head and rubbed it against He Ziqiu's chest.

"What's resting on me?" An Ning suddenly felt something resting under her butt as she sat on this human cushion.

He stretched out his hand and tried to move the things that were placed on his body.

But unexpectedly, the situation became more and more tense, and An Ning completely woke up and looked at He Ziqiu dimly.

When He Ziqiu met An Ning's gaze, he felt as if he was burned. He turned his head away, not daring to meet An Ning's gaze, but his hands were still tightly around An Ning's waist, not wanting to let go.

An Ning pulled out her hand, turned He Ziqiu's head with a smile on her face, and said, "Don't be shy. I would cry only if you didn't have any feelings for me."

He Ziqiu's eyes lingered on An Ning's face, looking at her dimples. He leaned close to An Ning's ear and said in a hoarse voice, "I want it."

An Ning didn't say anything, she just picked up the face next to her and kissed it.

He Ziqiu didn't expect that An Ning, who looked so delicate and petite, could be so fierce.

Open your lips slightly to welcome the invasion of outsiders, and slowly become the host.

A faint fragrance enveloped He Ziqiu, and He Ziqiu didn't know why he felt a sense of security, as if he was An Ning's only pillar of support and she could rely on herself completely.

"Little brother, your second aunt...ah--"

Li Jianjian pushed open the door and saw this scene. She was about to say something excitedly, but her eyes were immediately covered by Ling Xiao who followed her.

Li Jianjian grabbed Ling Xiao's hand and said, "Brother, let me see."

An Ning heard the noise outside and gently pinched the waist of He Ziqiu, who was still immersed in it.

He Ziqiu cried out in pain, covered his waist, and glanced at An Ning with grievance.

An Ning quickly left He Ziqiu's body and watched with a smile as Li Jianjian successfully pulled Ling Xiao's hand off.

Li Jianjian looked at An Ning's face excitedly. Her rosy face, the slight blush at the corners of her eyes, and her slightly swollen lips showed what kind of abuse she had just suffered.

He Ziqiu looked aggrieved, but his eyes were full of excitement. Ling Xiao glared at He Ziqiu.

He Ziqiu raised his chest proudly.

Ling Xiao held his forehead helplessly.

He was not very smart to begin with, and now he is even dumber.

"Lady, what did you feel just now?"

Li Jianjian looked at An Ning excitedly, her face full of curiosity.

"Jianjian!" Ling Xiao frowned and called out loudly.

"What are you shouting about?" Li Jianjian glared at Ling Xiao in dissatisfaction, then turned to look at An Ning excitedly.