Forced to follow the love line by the plot [Zhongyingmei]

Qinghe was stunned.

She really didn't expect such a thing to happen.

You know, although she thinks that little kid does look a bit like Harry himself, but taking a step back, many kids actually look quite similar—she wondered if it was Harry’s illegitimate child, but the current She really couldn't complain about this answer.

Qinghe snorted and cursed the world consciousness in his heart.

Well, well, it's not that she can't accept the fact that Harry has really gotten smaller, but!

Can't it last longer?

At least don't get big right now!

Qinghe closed her eyes in disbelief, counting silently for ten seconds in her heart, expecting everything to return to the original state, this was just a dream of hers.

Five, six, seven... Ten seconds passed, and she couldn't help being disappointed when she opened her eyes again.

It was still Harry's handsome face that caught her eyes.

It's not that she doesn't know that Harry rolls up the quilt when he sleeps, but now it seems that it's a bit embarrassing.

Harry alone had unknowingly rolled her quilt away, leaving only a pitiful little bit draped over her stomach.

Good guy, in other otome games, the male protagonists are rushing to cover the female protagonist with a quilt, why is it like this here?

Qinghe dared not speak out, just when she wanted to get up, Harry moved slightly.

Because he was afraid that the other party would wake up, he didn't dare to move after making such a fuss, so he simply lay down and gave up on himself.

... If something like the bed moves casually a few times on it, the commotion in the distance will be obvious.Harry was a light sleeper, and Qinghe was afraid of waking him up suddenly.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that I'm afraid that Harry will do something to her, the main thing is... a guy like Harry will definitely touch porcelain when the time comes.

If he Pengci said that she slept him, wouldn't she be reasonable and unable to explain her peace?

Thinking of this, the brunette girl's expression suddenly became serious.

Even though the curtains were thick, it was already dawn at this time, and a small amount of sunlight shone in through the gaps in the curtains, bringing some light to the room.

She turned her head in a strange way, looked at Harry who was sleeping beside her, and was momentarily speechless.

Harry, this guy, seems quite well-behaved at a time like this.

His dark brown hair was fluffy and dry, with bangs hanging on his forehead, but because he hadn't combed it, it was split in front of his forehead, revealing a small part of his smooth forehead.

He has long and bushy eyebrows, a straight nose, and pretty lips.

Harry's eyes were tightly closed, and the long eyelashes were neatly laid under the lower eyelids.

Qinghe hadn't noticed before that there was actually a small mole above Harry's left eye, near the end of his brow.

She pursed her lips and reconfirmed that Harry was still asleep before reaching out and poking there lightly.

The first time he committed a crime against the wind, he was always very cautious, so the girl just poked her and immediately took her hand back, while the warmth of his fingertips reminded her that all this was true.

Well……

Not only that, but Harry also has a very small mole on his left cheek, which cannot be seen at all with normal social distance. Only those who are close enough are eligible to discover this detail.

As if she had discovered some secret, Qing He's mood suddenly improved a little.

Qinghe stared at the high bridge of the nose of the sleeping man for a long time, and she even touched the bridge of her own nose.

Hmm...it's okay, to the extent that it won't hold you back.

She silently calculated the height of the bridge of Harry's nose in her heart, as if she had made up her mind again, she moved a little closer, then stretched out her hand and poked the bridge of his nose again.

...!so high!

Sure enough, men have high nose bridges?

Her eyes were tightly locked on Harry's face, as if she had seen some wonderful artwork, so that she completely forgot what kind of situation she was in now.

The girl's eyes followed the bridge of his nose to his mouth, then his Adam's apple, and then down...

Qinghe's eyes widened.

She suddenly discovered something extraordinary...

The quilt covered Harry's shoulders all the way, because he didn't take his hands out of the quilt, and he was used to rolling the quilt, so he figured it out and found out now...

Does he seem to have no clothes on?

There is no fabric at the slightly exposed shoulder line!

Thinking about it the other way around, Harry suddenly became smaller for some reason, and went to sleep wearing the clothes Qing He bought for him, but now that he has changed back, naturally the original clothes can no longer be worn, so it seems that he can't fit in the clothes so naked. It's not something ridiculous.

There was the sound of grass.

It's true to think so, but——

He is a man!He is a big man now!

Qinghe's sharp eyes seemed to stare right through Harry's shoulders, and in such a short period of time, cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

In order to confirm her speculation, she leaned forward, mustered up her courage, and lifted a corner of the quilt covering Harry's shoulders.

She only lifted a little bit, and the rest was too embarrassing to look at.

As far as the eyes could see, Harry's snow-white /flesh/body was shining brightly.

Speechless!This sudden beauty almost made her dizzy, her breathing became heavier, and she quickly covered him.

This ridiculous fact was all in Qinghe's mind, and he didn't notice Harry's eyelids moved at all.

Now, is it too late to run?

She swallowed, but when she thought of something, her body honestly moved aside.

Knowing what Harry is like now, she has long since lost the mood to grab the quilt with him, and even automatically gave up the last bit of quilt.

Will there be a kinder girl than her in this world?

But there was no room for her to regret it, Harry moved very quickly, and swept away the small piece of quilt in the next second.

Qinghe:?

Forget it, don't bother with him.

The girl thought so, and finally decided to get out of bed.

Qinghe straightened up, because Harry slept on the outside, so she had to stretch out one arm over Harry's body, propping it up on the edge of the bed, and then stretched out one foot, also stepping on the outside edge, causing her whole body to half hanging over Harry.

She moved carefully, trying not to make any noise.

Don't ask why you don't slip away from the end of the bed, if you can, you won't be like this, woo hoo.

After such a set of movements, Qinghe felt that he still had a bit of talent in martial arts.She put her hands on Harry's sides, and for the first time felt that she was so boyfriend-like.

ok, all you need to do next is——

Qinghe thought about it and decided to continue, so that he could run away quickly.

Laughing to death, she wouldn't admit to such a thing.

She pursed her lips, and was about to lean forward, but her feet were suddenly caught by something, and then the center of gravity of her body was suddenly confused, and as a result, the whole person fell straight forward.

!

Sorry Harry!

She mourned for him in her heart, not daring to look at the next scene, her eyes were tightly closed as if stressed.

The expected imageless fall did not happen, and Qinghe's slender body was hugged by another person through the quilt instead.

Originally, Qinghe's head would smack his handsome face heavily, but Harry moved up the position very well, so that now...

Qinghe's head just hit his shoulder and neck, and the girl's heart beat fast, and even her breathing became slightly rapid.

Those breaths were obviously only warm, and when they fell on Harry's bare skin bit by bit in a disorderly manner, they seemed to bring out faint sparks.

No one spoke for a while, and only the strong heartbeats of each other could be heard in the quiet room.

What broke the silence was Harry's brief chuckle from above Qinghe's head.

"It's hard not to admit, you're really cute..." The first thing he said to Qinghe at this time was actually praise, "Long time no see."

Hearing these words, as if suddenly realizing something, Qinghe quickly struggled in his arms, but his chin rested on the top of the black-haired girl's head, which made Qinghe unable to break free for a while.

"Don't move."

Qinghe rubbed back and forth in his arms, Harry exerted a little strength to hold her tighter, unexpectedly this aroused her dissatisfaction even more.

"Let go of me, it's against the law!" Qing said angrily, but couldn't help but think that the world is going downhill now.

"Illegal?" Harry asked back, he was not angry, "Where is it illegal? Miss Chen, tell me?"

Qinghe, who was firmly held in his arms, was momentarily at a loss for words.

Harry suddenly and kindly let her go, telling her to look up so he could better appreciate the complex expression on her face now.

"You—" Qinghe responded in a low voice, "You broke into my house without my consent. This is illegal. You broke into a private house."

Her response was utterly lame, God knows what it was.

"Fine, but before I do I have to accuse you of—" said Harry.

"What?" Qing He had disbelief written all over his face.

"I accuse you of stealing my heart." The expression on Harry's face was actually relaxed, with a hint of joking, and even his tone seemed the same as before.

"I didn't!" Qinghe quickly retorted, but Harry's words were more coherent than hers——

"Am I breaking into my girlfriend's house?" said Harry, and then he smiled meaningfully. "Besides—you invited me."

???

This is not enough, Harry perfectly explained what a face-changing artist is.In the next second, his expression suddenly became aggrieved, as if he was about to cry.

"We had an unforgettable night, haven't you forgotten?" Harry's tone was serious but a little bit lost, as if it was really the case, "That's right, I must be just a passer-by in your life .”

???

Qinghe was even more puzzled, what else could happen?

What an unforgettable night?Does it mean becoming a child who dares not go to bed and repeatedly paces the bedroom silently like a ghost, or does it mean being unable to sleep and playing with eyelashes?

If that's the case, it's really quite memorable.

Thinking of this, Qinghe suddenly smiled, "Yes, it is indeed very memorable - after all, children are more obedient than adults, and they will blush for no reason..."

She clearly meant something.

And Harry understood that she was connoting him.

Seeing this, Harry imprisoned her tightly with hands and feet, and it seemed that he would not let her escape no matter what.

He lowered his head and said to Qinghe, "I like to see children blush so much? Then can I show you blush?"

The subwoofer fell to Qinghe's ear, let alone what it felt like, the ears were going to be crisp.

"No, yes, yes." Qing He managed to recover a trace of clarity, and said through gritted teeth.

Harry seemed very disappointed with Qinghe's answer, and for a long time, Qinghe could only hear the other party's shallow breathing.

It was so long that Qinghe thought he was asleep.

Just about to look up at him, Harry said, "Then... I really knit that for you, can I make you blush?"

"...Which one?" Qing He frowned, suddenly unable to remember what Harry was talking about.

Weave?

A young master like him who doesn't stick to the spring water can still weave things?

She didn't believe it.

"Tch." Harry seemed bored, "It seems that if I don't show up again, you will forget about me."

"No." Qinghe answered him like this by accident.

"Sweater," Harry said, "Sweater."

Qinghe suddenly remembered, it seemed that there was such a thing, she also made Harry, who had always had a calm expression, lose his composure.

good boy.

But is she too unfeeling? She didn't even think about it just now.

"You can still wear the masterpiece woven by your handicraft?" Qinghe asked back, "Forget it, let me go."

"It doesn't matter whether you wear it or not, the main thing is that I can see it." Harry said with something in mind.

"I'm not letting go," he added.

After a moment of silence, Qinghe said, "But... I think we are over. You have made me not know how to treat you now."

Her voice became smaller and smaller.

"You... What's going on with you now, can you tell me? I will try my best to help you." Qinghe added.

Harry's eyes sank, and a different kind of morbid emotion flashed in his blue eyes.

But on the surface, he still pretended that nothing happened, and said——

"I can pursue you again."

"Beautiful lady, can you give me a kiss? If you don't want to kiss/kiss/me, you can-" Harry said, pointing to his cheek.

"... Treat it as my company/sleep/remuneration."

It was hard to imagine Harry saying such things.

He stared peacefully at Harry's face. There was no trace of Ravenclough's damage on that young face, and there was no trace of the Green Goblin.

Everything seemed to be going right for him—his future looked bright.There was a faint smile on the corner of Harry's mouth, as quiet as a blooming lotus.His blue eyes have always been attractive, and they still are.When you meet his eyes, you will feel in a trance that his eyes are like magnets that will easily suck your soul in.

If possible, she hoped that Harry could always maintain such a radiant appearance.

"Huh?" Maybe Qinghe hadn't spoken for too long, so Harry said again, "Why don't you think about it?"

The author has something to say: It's late, sorry, it should be updated today.