The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 1293 Hero, Dried This Bowl of Chicken Soup (81)

However, this face is so beautiful that I can’t bear to pinch it.

"Well... I'll just pinch it lightly." After a while, Jing Qingran made up her mind to pinch his face, gently, gently, gently pinching his face.

Jing Qingran's fingernails were not long, and the force she pinched his face was light, not heavy.

After pinching for a while, Jing Qingran thought to herself: This face is quite elastic...

Then, he squeezed it for a while.

After that, he took his hand back with satisfaction and still looked at him with his eyes, with a smile that Zangya couldn't hide.

"Okay, I'll help you to bed and rest." Jing Qingran said, and moved closer to him, reaching out to help him.

Lian Mo's slender body was lying on the table, Jing Qingran was thinking about how to help him.

She definitely couldn't carry him on her back, Jing Qingran put one of his arms on her shoulder, and then slowly helped her up.

This man's tall and slender figure, it was still a little difficult for Jing Qingran to help him up, but Jing Qingran didn't say anything, and slowly helped him up, finally lifted his whole body up, he was no longer lying on the table, The weight of his entire body was basically on Jing Qingran.

Jing Qingran took a deep breath, helped him walk over, step by step, he was completely unconscious, still in a coma, he couldn't even lift his foot to take a step.

Jing Qingran was shorter than him, and she was a woman, so it was very difficult to help him walk.

Fortunately, the distance was not far, so I slowly helped him walk over and still arrived.

As soon as he walked to the bed, Jing Qingran was about to put him down, slowly took his arm off her shoulders, and slowly put him down, but the moment he went down, Jing Qingran also fell down with him, and the two Everyone fell on the bed.

Jing Qingran turned to look at him, but he was still in a coma.

For no reason, Jing Qingran felt a little joy in her heart, looked at him, stretched out her hand, and turned his head slightly, with a pleasant smile unconsciously on her face.

The way he was sleeping peacefully was really pretty.

The two fell on the bed together, Jing Qingran looked at him and looked at him again, his eyes were still closed, Jing Qingran didn't want him to wake up at this time, Jing Qingran still hoped that he was in a coma now.

This is the first time Jing Qingran sees him up close, his face is still pretty, even more beautiful than seeing him from a distance.

His eyebrows, like ink smudges, are very curved, and they are smudged like in a painting. His eyebrows are black, as if they are about to fly into the temples. His eyelashes are slender and slightly raised, looking beautiful and charming.

Those eyes were closed, gently closed, very charmingly closed, and the outline was very beautiful.

The bridge of the nose is straight, and the outline of the thin lips is full and curved, and also very sexy.

His face is completely intact, with just the right outline, nothing more or less, just this way is [-]% just right.

Jing Qingran looked at him and couldn't help but want to go over and touch his face, and she also wanted to go over and kiss his face...

I thought to myself: His face must be very nice to kiss...

It must be very dear!

Jing Qingran was still looking at him, so close to him, so close that her breathing could be heard, and she could kiss his face just by leaning in slightly.

Jing Qingran was still looking at him, not that she didn't want to kiss him, but that she was looking at a delicious food and waiting for the most suitable moment.

(End of this chapter)