Qin Hanyue used the quilt to completely cover her, not only because he was afraid she would be cold, but more because he was afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Qin Hanyue said to her: "You sleep first."
Qiao Ying responded with an "Okay" to him, she was indeed a little sleepy, but still cared about him: "It's winter, don't take a cold shower."
Qin Hanyue: "..."
Qin Hanyue felt that she had teased him enough tonight.
He took a few deep breaths secretly, finally let out a breath, and his tight lower abdomen relaxed considerably. He opened the quilt covering her head and asked in a low voice: "Is your...body uncomfortable at all?"
He brushed aside the messy hair on her face that he had messed up and carefully tidied it for her.
Qiao Ying smiled ambiguously at him, "I'm fine, really." His “fine” was fake.
Qin Hanyue: "..."
Teased again.
Qin Hanyue: "I don't mean that, I mean... With your soul living in this body, have you felt any discomfort? Does it match well with this body? Will there be any rejection?"
Just like organ transplants, organs that don't belong to you, even if they match at first, there may still be rejection later.
Seeing the growing unease in his eyes, Qiao Ying only knew that he was worried about her earlier.
Qiao Ying: "So far there hasn't been any, it feels completely like my own body, this is different from an organ transplant."
Qin Hanyue, who had never personally experienced such a bizarre event and was hearing about it for the first time, couldn’t stop worrying in his heart. He had all kinds of bad thoughts, afraid that her soul would leave this body.
But Qiao Ying took it very openly: "Who knows what will happen in the future. This life was picked up to begin with. I cherish my life, but I'm not afraid of life and death either."
Maybe she wouldn’t have to wait until something bad happened between her and this body, she would be annihilated with her dark side first.
Her words made Qin Hanyue even more afraid.
But Qiao Ying smiled and asked him, "Do you regret it? If I really kick the bucket one day, you won’t get anything."
Qin Hanyue gazed into her eyes, leaned down slightly to kiss her forehead, moved closer to her, and gently rubbed his nose against hers and her cheeks. Looking at the smile in her eyes, he tried hard to suppress the unease in his heart.
He smiled and said, "I regret it, so now I can..."
Qiao Ying: "Too late."
Qin Hanyue didn’t say anything, but touched her face and kissed her again, kissing her while saying: "I’ll salvage what I can."
Qiao Ying didn’t stop him either, letting him take some sweetness.
He released her again and asked, "So can you please answer me, is it the former or the latter?"
Was it because she had feelings for him and got carried away in the heat of the moment, even though she hadn't reached the point of loving him yet, but it was enough; or did she want to repay him with her body, or maybe she wanted to repay him with her body and then break it off with him.
Qiao Ying did not evade this question, but told the truth: "Both." And even more so the former.
She added: "I didn't intend to break it off with you."
Qin Hanyue smiled, finally reassured, only then realizing that the two were not in a stalemate when they looked into each other's eyes earlier.
He regretfully said: “I regret it even more now.”
Although he said that with his mouth, he didn’t really feel regretful in his heart, because there was nothing left to regret, as he had just said.
But Qiao Ying as usual poured salt on his wounds: "I quite admire Mr. Qin's traditionalism and integrity."
Qiao Ying’s words were prone to cause trouble.
Qin Hanyue immediately flipped over, pressing her under him, forcibly kissing her. His breathing, which had finally calmed down, quickly became chaotic again, and the lingering passion was easily aroused again.
Qin Hanyue wasn’t trying to salvage any male dignity because of her ridicule at all, he was purely taking advantage of her words to find an opportunity to be intimate with her, so he was not emotional at all, only enjoying.
The kiss just now was too forceful, and Qiao Ying's tongue was still a little numb and painful. He was obviously very considerate of her. This kiss was not his one-sided taking, it was more like he was licking her wounds for her.
Extremely gentle.
Qin Hanyue pressed her uninjured arm onto the bed, spread his fingers, and forcibly intertwined their ten fingers.
He told himself not to borrow trouble, she was Qiao Ying now, her soul would live well in this body.
This kiss lasted longer than the two kisses in the boxing room and in the car before she went to see Amna after she returned from M Country.
Qin Hanyue had always been satisfied with his perceptiveness and learning talent in various fields. He could usually summarize experience and comprehend it quickly after a short experience.
He fully utilized his talent on Qiao Ying to let her know.
After a long while,
He reluctantly let her go, looking at the blushing cheeks and slightly blurred eyes of the girl beneath him, he had a great sense of accomplishment, satisfied with kissing her moist, red and swollen lips once more.
Qiao Ying quickly regained her composure. Looking at the man who was happy yet trying his best to restrain himself, she couldn’t resist shooting back weakly: "...Quite able to torment yourself."
In Qin Hanyue’s mind, it was just a cold shower.
He lowered his eyes to glance at his wide open collar, his desire-laden, seductive voice was sexy as he said, "Button me up."
She undid them, so she had to button them back.
Qiao Ying glanced at his collar and didn’t refuse him.
She raised her hand, grabbed his shirt button, found the other buttonhole, and operated with one hand because she didn’t want to move her injured arm.
But she didn’t know if it was because one hand was inconvenient to use, or because her heart hadn't calmed down yet, but her fingers seemed a little weak.
The first time she didn't catch the button, the second time she didn't get it buttoned either.
Her brain was lacking oxygen from being kissed by Qin Hanyue, and Qiao Ying who was a little sleepy earlier was now wide awake. So she was in no hurry, buttoning slowly.
She wasn’t in a rush, but the man on top of her was.
Qin Hanyue watched as the girl beneath him opened her little mouth slightly, grabbing the buttons on his collar, buttoning them for him earnestly yet halfheartedly. This scene directly made Qin Hanyue's brain congested with blood.
Her breath sprayed all over his face.
Sweetly.
Qin Hanyue's eyes darkened until not a ray of light could be seen.
Noticing that his breathing was getting heavier and heavier and his body temperature was frighteningly high, Qiao Ying looked up at him.
Before she could get a good look, she suddenly felt lighter. All she saw was his embarrassed figure rushing into the bathroom.
Seeing this, Qiao Ying lightly tugged at the corner of her mouth.
She grabbed the quilt, adjusted her position, and went to sleep.
Another month passed,
The large and small injuries on Qiao Ying's body were mostly healed.
During these two or three months of recuperation and escape, they had been in South America without leaving, confronting Dark Shadow in South America until now, clashing countless times.
Qiao Ying healed her injuries while being hunted by Dark Shadow.
More than half a month ago, Qiao Ying and Qin Hanyue left Peru, went around to Colombia, then continued to Guyana.
They were in Chile at the moment.
Fidel brought Qin Hanyue’s robot and found them.
