Nine Lord Palm Heart Little Sweet Wife

When Mu Qianqian woke up, she felt dizzy, as if she had fought last night.

Many images flashed through my mind, and my ears turned red quietly.

"Huh?" A drawn-out syllable.

Mu Qianqian's heart skipped a beat, and he froze mechanically, not daring to turn his head.

"Sleep a little longer." Jun Jiuyan stretched out his hand and put it across Mu Qianqian's waist.

Mu Qianqian was afraid that he would open his eyes, so she didn't dare to look at him.

She could only sit upright, "You...you didn't open your eyes, did you?"

"No." Jun Jiuyan's lazy voice made Mu Qianqian believe what he said.

Then, Mu Qianqian turned her head back.

"Hiss..." gasped.

Jun Jiuyan was like an evildoer who just woke up from a deep sleep, he showed half of his shoulders, white and transparent.

In the posture of lying on his side, the quilt on his chest has also dropped a little, and his clavicle line can be seen.

Mu Qianqian felt that she was greatly stimulated visually, "You, you, you cover the quilt!"

Jun Jiuyan is not very afraid of the cold, and he doesn't care if he covers it or not.

Therefore, Mu Qianqian's words had no effect on him at all.

Jun Jiuyan remained in the same posture, half-opening his eyes, "What's wrong?"

Mu Qianqian glanced at him, then quickly looked away, "It's cold in the morning, so it's easy to catch cold."

"Is it?"

"Yes."

"I won't." Jun Jiuyan used some force to move Mu Qianqian closer to his embrace, "Come on, Nuan Nuan."

"..." Mu Qianqian, this man has no idea what he is doing.

Everyone is young, so early in the morning, it's not good!
However, unable to resist the temptation of masculinity and quilt, Mu Qianqian cautiously said, "You, don't move around, me, I'll just lie down for a while."

"Ok."

Mu Qianqian lay down again, with the warm blanket and a hot Jun Jiuyan, Mu Qianqian wanted to reach out to wrap her arms around him, just like hugging her own large pillow.

He hesitated, but still didn't reach out, it felt a bit abrupt.

Jun Jiuyan moved his eyes down, landed on Mu Qianqian's hesitant paw, and chuckled, "Hug if you want, you are awkward."

"I'm not!" Mu Qianqian retorted, "I don't want to hug you."

"Well," Jun Jiuyan nodded, "If you don't want to hug me, who else do you want to hug?"

This is a proposition. Fortunately, Mu Qianqian just woke up without so many twists and turns.

Confidently, "I just miss my pillow."

"Pillow?"

"Ah."

Jun Jiuyan narrowed his eyes, "So, you treated me like a pillow all night?"

"..." Mu Qianqian, a large part of it, and a part of it is her drunk self, who prefers nice things, that's why she hugs Jun Jiuyan and doesn't let go.

However, the truth cannot be said.

Mu Qianqian shook her head, "It's not a pillow, I can tell the difference between you and a pillow."

"Tell me," Jun Jiuyan didn't sleep anymore, he suppressed the expression on his face, and looked at Mu Qianqian motionlessly, "What's the difference?"

"Just, just," Mu Qianqian glared at him, "You haven't hugged the pillow yet!"

"Oh."

This word "oh" can be said to be very exquisite at this juncture.

Mu Qianqian was indeed trying to provoke Jun Jiuyan on purpose, but she couldn't stop him from saying that.

Mu Qianqian swallowed, ready to relax, "Not all of them, there are others."

"Well," Jun Jiuyan nodded with a good temper, "Go on."

"The pillow doesn't smell as good as you, and it doesn't get hot like you."

Jun Jiuyan smiled, "So, your position here is a warm pillow?"

"No, no, you are human!"

"That person's pillow?"

"No." Mu Qianqian frowned, and didn't like Jun Jiuyan talking about himself like this, "Why don't you understand, what I said just now was to anger you on purpose, why do you always want to be a pillow, and can't be a good person What!"

"Yes," Jun Jiuyan nodded, "but it's not, you won't let me be a good person."

"When will I not let you go!" Mu Qianqian was almost impatient, her cheeks flushed, "Did you just want to find trouble early in the morning!"

Ni Mao, you are almost at the same level, Jun Jiuyan stopped teasing Mu Qianqian, and touched her face, "See if you are in a hurry, I just said it casually, just kidding."

"Are you kidding like that?!"

"Then you just didn't..."

"That's different!" Mu Qianqian interrupted directly, always feeling that she was emotional at this moment, and she was extremely wronged.

She pursed her lips, "Jun Jiuyan, there is no one like you, you are wrong."

Seeing that the little guy was about to cry, Jun Jiuyan panicked.

Sitting up, he wrapped Mu Qianqian in his arms, "What's the matter?"

"It's all your fault."

Mood up, Mu Qianqian didn't want to calm down.

Just blink and close the eyes, and the golden beans flow out from the corners of the eyes.

Mu Qianqian hummed, "Who told you to be unflattering early in the morning?"

"I don't like it when you talk about yourself that way."

"I feel bad."

"It's all your fault."

The little guy cried and said a word, Jun Jiuyan was so distressed.

"Sorry, I was wrong."

Mu Qianqian's tears were pattering down, and there was a tendency of not being able to stop.

Jun Jiuyan was filled with guilt, so he could only face her face to face, carefully kissing away her tears with his lips.

Kiss once, say a word.

"It's all my fault, talking nonsense."

"My little one is suffering, and it's all my fault."

"Don't cry, okay?"

"not good!"

Unprecedented rebuttal, Mu Qianqian cried even harder.Like crying dry tears.

From shedding tears at the beginning to crying loudly, and finally just crying with Jun Jiuyan.

He was shirtless, with tears and snot on his chest.

Jun Jiuyan, who has always had a severe obsession with cleanliness, didn't dislike him, instead, his heart was thumping.

Why do you think it's good for the little guy?

Jun Jiuyan shook his head, as if he had really become an evildoer, what kind of wash is this.

While patting the little guy's back lightly, he tucked her long hair behind her ears.

Mu Qianqian cried happily, not only because of Jun Jiuyan's words, but more because of her mood swings.

So, this is an opportunity.

When she had cried enough and her eyes were swollen, Mu Qianqian stopped and withdrew from Jun Jiuyan's chest, "I'm fine."

"Huh?" Jun Jiuyan glanced twice, then lowered his head and kissed her red and swollen eyelids, "Stop crying?"

Mu Qianqian shook her head.

"Then can I go and wipe it off?"

Embarrassed, Mu Qianqian said in a low voice, "Yes."

Jun Jiuyan got up and went to the bathroom. Instead of wiping herself first, she came out with a hot towel, "Hey, put it on, otherwise it will be dry and painful later, and it will be very uncomfortable."

Mu Qianqian was stunned for a moment, feeling guilty, "Jun Jiuyan, have I become a demon?"