Face to face, only two punches away, Zhen Xin opened his eyes suddenly. Qin Shuo had the illusion that he was about to do something bad and was suddenly caught on the spot. He was so frightened that he took two steps back and happened to sit on the coffee table. .

Fortunately, the coffee table is made of mahogany and is solid. Otherwise, if it were made of glass, it would fall apart if you sit down on it.

He patted his chest to steady himself: "Oh my god, Xin Xin, why did you suddenly open your eyes? Are you trying to scare me to death?"

"I didn't mean to scare you, I just woke up. What did you do just now, stick so close to me? When I opened my eyes and saw it, I was shocked." Zhen Xin held her forehead uncomfortably. I just felt that my temples were bulging, my head was dizzy, and I looked tired as if I hadn't slept enough.

Qin Shuo didn't dare to reveal his intention of secretly kissing him just now. His mind was spinning rapidly: "I...I just saw an eyelash on your face, and I wanted to help you remove it."

"Oh, it's just eyelashes, don't worry." Zhen Xin said, touching her cheek, trying to brush away the unnecessary eyelashes.

Qin Shuo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Zhen Xin had not become suspicious.

Zhen Xin yawned and looked at the half-drawn curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows. There was enough light coming in, and it was already dark outside. He stood up slightly and the blanket slipped from his shoulders: "What time is it?"

Qin Shuo regained his composure and glanced at the phone screen: "It's still early, it's only seven o'clock. You can sleep a little longer."

"I'm not going to sleep. I'm going to see if my parents are back." After saying that, Zhen Xin lifted the blanket and prepared to get up and put on slippers.

"Xin Xin, where did you knock your arm? Why is it bruised!?" Qin Shuo immediately saw a round bruise on Zhen Xin's hand. He immediately grabbed Zhen Xin's arm and asked nervously.

Zhen Xin has fair skin, and if she bumps into her a little bit, it will always leave obvious marks, which are particularly conspicuous.

Zhen Xin was speechless. Hearing this, his pain cells seemed to be awakened. He only felt his butt and chest hurt even more. He moved slowly, trying not to touch or lightly touch the painful area. He slowly sat upright and raised his other hand to cover his chest.

"Why don't you say anything? Does it hurt?" Seeing that Zhen Xin didn't speak, Qin Shuo thought he had made a mistake. Maybe this wasn't a bruise? Is there some pen and ink stained on it that has not been washed off?

He stretched out his index finger and poked the bruise-like area on Zhen Xin's arm.

Zhen Xin hissed in pain and quickly pulled out her hand reflexively: "What are you doing! It hurts so much!"

"Ah? Does it hurt? It looks like a bruise. I'll get you some medicine." Qin Shuo stood up to find the medicine box and said to himself, "Hey, where is my medicine box?"

"Don't bother. I'll just go home and wipe it myself. I'll go back first." Zhen Xin stood up with difficulty, put on her slippers and was about to leave.

"Found it!" Qin Shuo turned around with the safflower oil, pressed Zhen Xin's shoulders, and sat him back on the sofa. "It's not troublesome. You can heal quickly by applying the medicine."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhen Xin felt that her butt had been hit hard for the second time. She was so painful that her facial expression lost control: "Hiss...I..."

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Monk Qin Shuo Zhang Er was confused and had no idea what was going on. He touched Zhen Xin in a panic.

"I... let me go quickly, don't touch me, it hurts so much." Zhen Xin pushed away his moving hand and protested.

Qin Shuo held the safflower oil with a worried look on his face: "What's wrong with you? Where does it hurt? Tell me quickly."

Qin Shuo looked like if you don't tell me, I will ask endless questions.

Zhen Xin had no choice but to admit in a low voice: "Butt..."

"What? I didn't hear clearly."

"butt!"

"Huh? Your butt hurts? Didn't you feel fine before going to bed last night?"

Zhen Xin hesitated, not knowing whether to tell Qin Shuo the truth.

Zhen Xin thought for a while, how to organize her words so that she could speak tactfully and not hurt Qin Shuo's self-esteem.

"You didn't speak... Could it be that you fell asleep on the sofa and fell to the ground?" Qin Shuo crossed his arms, shook his head, and reasonably guessed, "Hahaha, that must be the case! I I already told you to sleep with me on the bed. How big is the double bed? How big is this sofa? If you still don’t want to, it’s okay now. Just drop it. "

Why did the villain file the complaint first? Zhen Xin was frustrated: "You...I..."

"Tell me, how old are you, but you still don't sleep well! I haven't fallen out of bed since I was ten years old!"

Zhen Xin caught the message in Qin Shuo's words: "So, you fell out of bed before you were ten years old?"

"Ah... um... that's because the single bed is too small and can't even turn over." Qin Shuoyuan thought about his childhood. Ever since his mother left, he couldn't sleep well in the middle of the night. He was discovered by Sister Feng several times. Slept on the floor all night.

Later, the room was replaced with a double bed, which was fine.

"That's right, whether you are awake or asleep, a single bed is not enough for you!" Zhen Xin muttered softly.

"By the way, you obviously slept well in bed last night, why did you come down to sleep on the sofa again? When did you come down, and you didn't even tell me, I thought you were gone!" Qin Shuo was a little sad.

"That's not because of you." Zhen Xin was helpless.

"Me? What's wrong with me?" Qin Shuo heard this and suddenly lowered his voice with a guilty conscience. Could it be that he was thinking about stealing a kiss in his dream and did something that crossed the line?

Zhen Xin looked into Qin Shuo's eyes seriously: "I would like to ask, do you... do you think you sleep well?"

"I don't know, I'm asleep, how can I know?" Qin Shuo's heart beat, "Well... if I accidentally did something to you while I was asleep, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. "

Qin Shuo was not sure if it was his fault, and frowned in confusion. However, it was right to admit his mistake first and express his attitude.

Zhen Xin thought to herself that he was asleep and his subconscious was out of control. He really didn't mean it and he apologized...

If you expose it to him face to face and let him know that he has a problem with hitting others while sleeping, he will probably collapse. If he has a mental disorder because of this and dares not sleep, that would be bad!

"Forget it, it's okay."

After hearing Zhen Xin's answer, Qin Shuo became less calm.

What bad things did he do last night?

Was it a kiss? Hug? Or did you talk in your sleep wrong?

Was Zhen Xin really so scared that she ran downstairs?

guilt guilt...

Qin Shuo blushed in embarrassment. Although he had no memory of the "process" he had gone through in the dream, but just now, at the critical moment when he almost touched Zhen Xin's lips, his heartbeat felt like beating a drum. Still remember clearly.

The heartbeat will accelerate. After all, there is something abnormal! However, Qin Shuo couldn't confirm why he was like this. Was it because of the nervousness of doing bad things, or because of his feelings for Zhen Xin?

Qin Shuo took out a cotton swab, dipped it in some safflower oil, and carefully applied it on Zhen Xin's arm. Then he put down the cotton swab and safflower oil, pressed the bruise and rubbed it vigorously.

"Ah...it hurts!" Zhen Xin couldn't hold it back and cried out in pain.

"Don't move. It activates blood circulation and removes blood stasis. Just rub it to heal quickly!" Qin Shuo rubbed his hands several times without stopping. "You're still on your butt. Hurry down and let me take a look."

"No, I can just go home and apply the medicine myself. You are not needed." Zhen Xin struggled to take her hand out, but she was not strong enough and couldn't do it at all.

Qin Shuo was afraid that Zhen Xin's hand would be injured again, so he loosened his strength. As soon as Zhen Xin was freed, he wanted to get up and leave as if to escape.

Seeing this, Qin Shuo quickly hugged Zhen Xin, "How can that be done? You don't have a head on the back, how can you see any injuries?"

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