Quick time travel: The sickly villain is fierce and flirtatious

"It happened!"

Qin Yan's expression suddenly tightened and he hurriedly rushed into the rain curtain.

Not long ago, she saw a set of wine containers from the warehouse. They had been left for too long and had accumulated dust.

The sun was just right earlier, so after washing, she put it outside to dry, so that the sunshine could remove the dusty smell.

I was just playing chess and completely ignored the changes in the weather outside.

It was raining continuously, and if it rained for a long time, the cork of the wine bottle might get damp.

Qin Yan quickly inserted each part of the wine container one by one as if he was rushing for time.

The falling rain and mist hung on her distinct eyelashes, forming a string of small transparent white beads.

The rain was so light that I hardly felt that I was getting wet. I could only feel the cold air coming from all directions.

She acted so nervous that without knowing it, she thought there were banknotes all over the floor outside.

He casually took a bamboo-bone umbrella with Qionghua painted on it and opened it. Siyuan squatted beside the busy girl to block the pattering rain for her.

As he got closer, he could see what this man valued.

"A bunch of broken cans, why baby."

The soft drizzle flew to Qin Yan's shoulders and face.

As if she didn't realize it, she said to him while tidying up: "Sir, you don't understand. Cold wine is harmful to the body. If I am lucky, I can live for a hundred years at most, but I can't take care of my body!"

Jiyuan really doesn't understand.

A mere hundred years, but in the blink of an eye.

But ordinary people have a short lifespan and are prone to many illnesses and difficulties. A little bit of wind and cold can bring a life or death to a person. If you are unlucky, you can still die of coughing in bed.

Thinking of this, Jiyuan rested his face on one hand on his knees and sighed sincerely: "Little short-lived ghost."

Then, with his left hand, he tilted most of the umbrella toward her, covering her completely.

With such a short lifespan, the cold air enters the body and dies immediately.

Teaching her how to play chess for a few days was not something she was brought into the underworld for entertainment.

I don’t know why that precious blood chose such a delicate and fragile mortal.

Qin Yan saw that only the top of his head was still covered by the umbrella, and quickly picked up the wine vessel.

"Let's go back quickly!"

The two returned to Xuesi Hall, their bodies more or less stained with water drops.

Qin Yan shook the hem of her skirt and cuffs, and gently wiped the mist from her cheeks with a handkerchief.

She paused suddenly, raised her eyes and asked softly: "Sir, it's wet too. Do you want to wipe it off?"

There was no servant to serve here, so Qin Yan could only fold the handkerchief and tidy it up.

Jiyuan acquiesced.

Before he even raised his hand, Qin Yan was already tiptoeing closer.

His vision was covered by a handkerchief with a woman's body scent, and Ji Yuan was forced to close his eyes.

A small hand moved up and down, left and right on his face.

The soft, warm fabric brushes away excess moisture.

When wiping the last spot, Qin Yan couldn't help but stretch out his evil claws and took the opportunity to rub his attractive and handsome face.

"All right."

Taking advantage, she took a step back contentedly.

Qin Yan didn't do it secretly or naturally, and Ji Yuan wasn't crazy or stupid, so he didn't notice anything.

"How dare you pinch my face?"

With him looking directly at him, Qin Yan couldn't admit it.

"Misunderstanding, I'm going to warm a pot of hot wine for you sir to warm your stomach."

How could Ji Yuan allow her to gently lift it? The darkness in his eyes suddenly deepened, making her stop.

"Wait a minute."

Qin Yan could hear the danger in his deep voice.

"Sir, his eyebrows are seductive. The student is really mentally weak. It shouldn't be hard to blame..."

She maintains her innocence.