Quick Transmigration: When a Delicate Beauty Becomes Cannon Fodder

Chapter 399 Peasant Girl (52)

Ruan Ruan reached out and touched the knuckles of his fingers. She quickly moved away from his hand and fumbled for the extra items between her buns.

Warm breath breathed in the ears, and the ear beads were pressed and rubbed by the sharp canine teeth, making them moist and warm.

Pei Yan did not hesitate to praise, "It's beautiful."

It was as if he was talking about hairpins, but his eyes kept falling on the side of her face, extremely hot.The warmth at the ear beads was replaced by the fingertips. I pinched it lightly with my fingertips, as if I could feel the shallow concave mark on it.

Ruan Ruan grabbed his hand. He had no intention of resisting and took his hand down easily. She brushed his fingers during her movements. When she noticed something strange, she lowered her head and looked over -

There was a little bright red cinnabar on the place where the pen was held, and there was a slightly healed wound on the side of the upper part of the index finger. She also grabbed his hand and started to touch it carefully from the fingertip. She herself didn't believe it, so she said it He also took it a step further, "Did you... carve it yourself?"

The healed wounds on his fingers still felt uneven, and Ruan Ruan's fingertips were stained with cinnabar from his hands, spreading across the white and slender fingers.

He didn't deny it, "It's me."

For a moment, she felt a little confused in disbelief. Although she had already made a guess, the actual answer was still different.

"Why don't you say you're bored?"

"what?"

Ruan Ruan came to his senses when he heard his voice, but didn't listen to the content at all.

He repeated, not looking impatient, "Why don't you say you're bored?"

She was pressed into his arms, and the vibrations in his chest were transmitted to her body when he spoke, bringing a tingling sensation. She turned her head to look at him, but her eyes were slightly downward, "You let me accompany you, what should I say."

He chuckled, his tone unclear, "It's my fault?"

"Then if I say I'm bored, can you let me leave?" After a pause, he added in a low voice, "You will only be unhappy."

Ruan Ruan didn't hear what he said, and raised her eyes to meet his eyes staring at her intensely, as if expecting something, "Why are you afraid that I will be unhappy?" Her voice was slightly hoarse.

Like a small animal's nature of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, Ruan Ruan avoided his sight and spoke in random words. Her answer was a little stumbling, "Because you are very bad. If you are unhappy, you will torment others..."

Pei Yan let her talk, and it was unclear whether he was satisfied or not. The hand holding her waist was a little stronger, but it was not painful.

She stopped and continued talking, not daring to mention that she was leaving. She had already planned to go back and sit. When she was about to ask him to let go of her, he took the initiative and let go of her hand, "Go and sit on the recliner."

"Oh."

Ruan Ruan stood up, put his feet back on the ground, and walked obediently to the lounge chair.

The surface of the wooden lounge chair is smooth and oily, and it is covered with a blanket, which is very soft in the hand.Ruan Ruan picked up the blanket and was about to sit on it, only to find that there was a book that was not too thick under the blanket. She picked up the book and sat on it, lying on the recliner and opening the pages at will.

It's a storybook.

She sat up and looked in the direction of Pei Yan. The two of them were facing each other. He had already picked up the memorial and ink pen again, lowering his head and not looking towards her.

Ruan Ruan leaned back again. She didn't expect that he had prepared this. She opened the storybook and started reading from the first page. She didn't pay attention there anymore, and she didn't even feel his occasional gaze.

There was an extra person in the study, which still affected him a little, but it didn't feel bad.

It wasn't that he was deliberately not looking at her, it was just that he was forcing himself to concentrate. He didn't even have that bit of self-control.

(End of this chapter)