100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 68 A Joyful Reunion

“Yes, we’ll get the marriage certificate when she’s old enough.” Jian Qizhao placed the peeled pistachios he was holding on her plate.

Jin Huan didn't know what getting a marriage certificate was for. All she knew was that Jian Qizhao had peeled some pistachios for her again. She looked up and gave him a sweet smile.

Yun Qingjue's gaze fell on Jin Huan, but a complex sense of sadness welled up inside him. After that afternoon, she suddenly stopped replying to his messages. He went downstairs to wait, but he never saw her again.

Ji Yan even got into a fight with him, and that's when he found out they had broken up.

Later, news came from abroad that a batch of important cultural relics might appear at an auction, so he left the country overnight and only returned today.

"Try this." Jian Qizhao picked up a spicy rabbit head for her.

"What is this? A rabbit head?" Jin Huan thought it looked like one.

"Well, it tastes pretty good."

She took a few bites, and whether she just didn't like the taste or not, it was alright, not particularly delicious or bad. After a couple of bites, she lost interest.

"Do you like this?" He was trying to find out Jin Huan's taste preferences.

He doesn't force her to eat what she doesn't like, but she eats more of what she likes.

After they got together, he discovered that Jin Huan's daily routine and diet were very irregular.

However, he took Jin Huan to the hospital for a checkup, and everything was fine. Since that was the case, he wouldn't restrict what she ate; as long as she was healthy, that was all that mattered. After the meal, many people wanted to light cigarettes, twirling their thin cigarettes in their hands, all mindful of Jin Huan, afraid she wouldn't be able to stand the smell.

Jin Huan glanced at it but didn't say anything. She didn't object to men smoking, but she didn't particularly like it either.

After all, once they finish smoking, the air becomes murky, and neither do they like that kind of air.

She noticed this time that there was less spiritual energy in the air than before. As a result, the chances of someone being born with special abilities would decrease, and the techniques of various sects and families would gradually weaken.

It must have been tough on these older bosses.

At such an advanced age, she still has to suppress her nicotine addiction.

Everyone walked out together, and Jin Huan stood next to Jian Qizhao, his little hand held tightly by him.

"How long have you two been together?" Yun Qingjue asked, standing beside Jin Huan.

"It's been over a week." She didn't want to answer, but thinking that Yun Qingjue might become her power bank in the future, she casually replied.

Jian Qizhao pulled Jin Huan behind him, so that they could face Yun Qingjue directly.

"How was Boss Yun's trip?"

"It's alright." He wasn't in the mood to chat nonsense with Jian Qizhao right now.

But with Jin Huan hiding behind Jian Qizhao in such a clearly dependent posture, he once again felt that even being jealous was superfluous.

After getting in the car, Jian Qizhao raised the partition in the back seat.

Jin Huan did notice that his aura had become dangerous, but she didn't take it seriously.

I peered out the window at a stray cat in the parking lot.

The kitten seemed to be being fed; it was eating cat food with its head down in the bowl.

Ugh, I used to have a little nine-tailed fox too, but they tricked me into following the Yin Shang dynasty. For love, I was forced to live and die with that mortal man. In the end, I was captured by Xiao Jiang, but she summoned me back just before the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife fell.

A thick, hot breath pressed against my back.

"Huan'er, how many boyfriends have you dated before?" His lips were already brushing against her neck.

Jin Huan replied without hesitation, "One."

Every time she came out, it was a new beginning, and she wasn't wrong; it really was Ji Yan.

My palms were pressed against my lower abdomen, which felt somewhat hot.

"Did Yun Qingjue pursue you before?" He put her small earlobe into his mouth.

Jin Huan couldn't bear it. Her face flushed red, and she leaned weakly against the car door, letting out a soft "hmm".

"I don't like the way he looks at you. Huan'er, you're mine." Jian Qizhao was quite domineering at heart. After saying this indistinctly, he turned her around and hugged her. He kissed her deeply and lightly.

Their breathing became increasingly chaotic and stagnant.

Her tongue felt so sore, and she wanted to pull her little tongue back, but Jian Qizhao was a bit persistent.

Slowly, he also pulled up the curtains on both sides of the car windows.

The little clothes were pushed high.

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