Quick Wear: Love still depends on two love brains

The feeling of holding her just now replayed in his mind over and over again - the girl's body was unbelievably soft, leaning in his arms as if she had no bones, her skin was smooth and warm, and he could feel the amazing softness even through the bath towel.

And her hand that was clutching his collar, her fingertips were slightly cold, but it made his heart tremble with heat.

Quan Jiuxi looked at him like this, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

She deliberately moved closer to the bed, and the towel slid down a little with her movement, revealing more skin.

"There seems to be some debris on the ground." She said softly, her eyes falling on his hand, "Be careful, don't prick your hand."

Mo Qinghan hummed, lowered his head and continued to clean up, but his movements were obviously absent-minded.

The room seemed to be filled with her scent, so sweet that it made him feel dizzy.

He picked up the broken pieces and put them in the trash can. When he stood up, he moved so hastily that he almost bumped into the edge of the bed.

After stabilizing his body, he looked up at Quan Jiuxi and wanted to say "I'll go first", but his eyes were attracted to her again.

Under the light, her skin was so white that it was almost transparent, and her cheeks were lightly pink because she had just taken a shower, like a ripe peach.

Without the obstruction of bangs and glasses, her eyebrows and eyes appear particularly delicate, especially her eyes, which are slightly upturned at the corners. When she smiles, they look like crescent moons, and when she doesn't smile, they have a bit of alluring charm.

Mo Qinghan suddenly realized that he seemed to have never looked at her seriously, or rather, he had been deliberately avoiding looking at her.

"Um..." He opened his mouth, his throat a little tight, "If there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

"Wait." Quan Jiuxi suddenly spoke, with a barely perceptible hint of retention in his voice.

"Can you get me a glass of water?" She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling. "My feet are a little numb, and it's not convenient for me to get out of bed."

Mo Qinghan nodded almost immediately, "Okay." He turned around to pour water, his back a little stiff.

When he handed the cup of water over, Quan Jiuxi reached out to take it, her fingertips accidentally touching his hand. Her fingertips were slightly cold, as if carrying an electric current. Mo Qinghan suddenly withdrew his hand, and some of the water in the cup sloshed out and splashed on the back of his hand.

"Oh, are you burned?" Quan Jiuxi frowned immediately, with genuine worry in his tone.

Before Mo Qinghan could react, she reached out and grabbed his wrist, pulling his hand closer to her.

The girl's fingertips gently stroked the water stains on the back of his hand, her movements unspeakably gentle.

Her breath brushed across his hand, carrying a faint fragrance. Mo Qinghan felt the back of his hand was hot as if it was burned by fire. The heat spread along his arm and burned all the way to his heart.

"It's okay." He wanted to pull his hand back.

Quan Jiuxi did not let go. Instead, he lowered his head and blew gently on his hand.

Her eyelashes were very long, and when they drooped, they looked like two small fans, casting fine shadows on the back of his hand. "It's still a little red."

She raised her head, her eyes very close to his, close enough to see her own reflection in her pupils, "I have some burn ointment here, can I help you apply it?"

Mo Qinghan's heart was beating as if it was about to explode. He could smell the fragrance of her hair, feel the warmth of her breath, and see the faint smile in her eyes.

He wanted to say no, but found that he couldn't make a sound.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Quan Jiuxi took it as her tacit agreement. She let go of his hand and turned to look for burn ointment in the drawer of the bedside table. It was not until Quan Jiuxi turned around that he hurriedly looked away, and the tip of his ear turned even redder.

Quan Jiuxi opened the lid of the burn ointment, squeezed out a little transparent ointment on his fingertips, then gently held his hand and applied the ointment evenly on the back of his hand.

Her movements were gentle, and her fingertips had a slightly cool touch.

"Okay." She let go of his hand, looked up and smiled at him, her eyes curved into crescents, "It's all right now."

Mo Qinghan walked out the door hand in hand, and Quan Jiuxi watched him leave, "Xiaoyi, how much is it?"

[Sir, the strategy has reached 55% progress. You are amazing.]

Quan Jiuxi chuckled. People are visual animals. She just wondered if her good brother would still be unable to sleep today.

Oh.

I couldn't sleep anyway.

Then do something else.