Extra: Huo Beiyan & Qin Jiaojiao (6)
He lowered his head, his expression focused, and carefully adjusted the position of the ice pack to ensure uniform cold compress and avoid direct contact of the ice with the skin.
His profile looked particularly soft under the light, and his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyes.
Qin Jiaojiao looked at his serious and gentle expression, and the grievance and anger in her heart dissipated unconsciously.
She was silent for a while, then whispered: "Huo Beiyan..."
"Hmm?" Huo Beiyan didn't look up, still concentrating on looking at her ankle.
"You don't seem that abnormal." Qin Jiaojiao's voice was a little hesitant and awkward: "At least... these days... I haven't thought you were abnormal."
Huo Beiyan paused slightly.
He raised his head and looked at her face with a helpless expression: "I don't know when I became a pervert?"
Qin Jiaojiao curled her lips: "You are a well-known pervert. Those deeds can be compiled into a book."
She counted on her fingers the charges she had heard.
Huo Beiyan listened to her serious accusation, a faint smile flashed across his eyes.
He leaned forward slightly, closer to her, his voice full of teasing: "Since you're famous, do you want... me to sign an autograph for you?"
Qin Jiaojiao was amused by his words and quickly looked away, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up, and she muttered softly: "Psycho..."
The smiling 'lunatic' gently brushed Huo Beiyan's heart.
Looking at Qin Jiaojiao's profile, the frost in his eyes completely melted, and a happy curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He lowered his head and continued his movements, a little more gently than before.
"Huo Beiyan, if you want to get married so much, why don't you find someone who is willing? Why do you have to waste your time on me?" Qin Jiaojiao suddenly spoke as she thought of something.
Huo Beiyan's hand trembled slightly, and he turned his head to look at Qin Jiaojiao: "Wasting time... here with you?" His voice was low and a little hoarse.
Qin Jiaojiao nodded: "Yes, because, I can't possibly marry you, I just..." She seemed to want to find some extreme way to express it, and spoke quickly: "I wouldn't even strangle myself to death with noodles or hit myself to death with tofu..."
Huo Beiyan laughed at himself, his eyes falling on her. His expression turned cold, filled with complex emotions, and a depth and persistence that Qin Jiaojiao could not understand.
"Qin Jiaojiao." His voice was even hoarse when he spoke again. "I, Huo Beiyan, don't have anything else, but time and patience... are enough."
He suddenly leaned forward, supporting his arms on the back of the sofa. His tall figure instantly enveloped Qin Jiaojiao, trapping her between the sofa and himself.
The distance between the two people suddenly shortened, and their breathing was almost audible.
"If you don't agree for one day, then it will be one year. If you don't agree for one year..." His Adam's apple rolled, and the following words were too heavy for her to continue for a while.
He paused for a few seconds, then suddenly changed the subject, saying with an almost overbearing persistence, "Qin Jiaojiao, you are not allowed to disagree."
He stared at her with a scorching gaze: "Whatever you want, I can give it to you. Be it a backer or a tool..."
"One for many, Qin Jiaojiao..." The corners of his lips curled up again with a self-deprecating smile: "You're not at a loss."
The refreshing scent from Huo Beiyan, mixed with strong hormones, forcefully enveloped Qin Jiaojiao.
She blinked, and her eyes involuntarily fell on Huo Beiyan's handsome face.
"I'm not a thing, how can I be exchanged?"
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