my villain is too cute

Chapter 1003 This Bamboo Horse Is So Good (60)

Han Jin lowered her eyes, from her angle, she could only see the top of his head, she touched his head, "What hurts?"

"No, Ah Jin hurts."

Han Jin could only hear his very soft voice, and after that, warmth came from his heart.

Yan Qiong cried.

Han Jin panicked, grabbed his waist and turned over, letting him lie flat on the bed.

Yan Qiong looked at the ceiling, her ink-like pupils were covered by hazy water vapor, and tears kept overflowing from the corners of her eyes.

Seemingly unconscious, it was terribly sad.

Han Jin knelt beside him, reaching out to wipe the tears on his face, "Don't cry."

Yan Qiong sniffed, and said in an angry voice, "Ah Ju doesn't hurt, so I won't cry."

Han Jin frowned, lay down beside him, tilted his head and kissed the corner of his eyes.

"I don't hurt," she said.

Although I don't understand what he's talking about, I'm sure I can't go wrong with this answer.

Yan Qiong blinked, a drop of crystal slipped from the corner of her eye, "Really?"

"Yeah." Han Jin lay on his side, hugging his waist, "I really don't feel any pain."

Yan Qiong slowed down for a while, turned his head to look at Han Jin, his eyes were clear, "Then let me see."

After a cold meal, "What are you looking at?"

"You undress."

"..." Han Jin pursed his lips, "Are you sure?"

Yan Qiong pursed her lips and was about to cry again, "You don't want to."

"No, I'll take it off." Han Jin said hastily.

Yan Qiong raised her hand to wipe her tears, "Then you take off."

"..." Han Jin raised his hand, covered the white buttons with his long, white fingertips, and slowly unbuttoned his collar.

Little by little, revealing the delicate and straight collarbone, the right-angled shoulder line, and the slightly raised chest...

Yan Qiong watched her take off her clothes, her head seemed to be clearer, and she could realize that she seemed to have done something stupid.

"Is it alright?" Han Jin knelt beside him and asked with downcast eyes.

Under the light, the woman's brows and eyes were cold, as if she would never be alarmed.

Yan Qiong blinked, stretched out her hand to touch it, her eyes were full of confusion and innocence.

Han Jin pursed the corners of her lips, her eyes darkened a bit, she held the boy's slender wrist, and leaned over to press him.

"Baby, don't touch me."

Yan Qiong was quiet for two seconds, still not forgetting his original purpose, he touched Han Jin's back with his other hand.

Smooth as jade, without any traces.

The soft and warm little hands moved around his body, Han Jin narrowed his eyes, and the hand on the back of his head raised his head.
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At noon, the sun shines through the white screen window, shining a golden yellow.

Yan Qiong slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were sore and swollen, and his head was also painful. He raised his hand to rub his eyes, but when he moved, his whole body felt tight.

YouQi raised his arm... that's it.

Yan Qiong lay paralyzed on the big soft bed, as if unable to move.

When the door was pushed open, Yan Qiong looked over.

As soon as Han Jin came in, he met the boy's big black eyes.

Yan Qiong blinked, "What did you do to me?"

Han Jin entered the door, squatted beside the bed, and reached out to caress his face.

"you forgot."

Yan Qiong thought about it carefully, he was silent for a while, then said gloomily: "I don't even remember..."

"..." Han Jin pursed his lips

(End of this chapter)