Swing the sword at the future female devil

Chapter 206 Hand Warmer - Qin Shuangjiang
What is the iron-blooded Prince Yan Jingnan noble? Ah Tong, you are the MVP!

It was another familiar selection task. This was not the first time that Duan Huaige had to face such a decision moment. He knew in his heart that these obvious selection rewards were not important, because he would definitely not follow them.

Let Qin Shuangjiang go outside and play a song of phoenix seeking phoenix? She didn't have such a hobby of self-deprecation. If she didn't use the sword of Wangchuanqiushui to poke a few holes in him and Yan Qiuxi, she wouldn't be called Qin Shuangjiang.

The other one is even more unreliable... What the hell is this Frost Descent?! Even if you tempt me with a great reward, I will never do such an outrageous thing!

He left the room calmly to wash up, while secretly thinking about how to complete the two tasks tonight - one was to prevent Yan Qiuxi from getting out of bed, and the other was to choose between Qin Shuangjiang and Yan Qiuxi.

When he came back, Miss Shuangjiang had already been lying on the bed without him knowing when. She was leaning against the headboard and casually flipping through a book. Duan Huaige saw that she was not shy at all. He thought it was a bit too contrived to still think that there should be no physical contact between men and women, so he also went up from the other side of the bed.

Snowflakes were falling outside the window, and the lights were bright inside. When Duan Huaige approached, he could smell the girl's faint fragrance, which felt like honeysuckle blooming in the frost and snow. The incredibly beautiful girl was quietly flipping through a book next to him. The atmosphere at the moment was lazy and casual.

The room was silent, with only the sound of Qin Shuangjiang turning pages from time to time. Duan Huaige quietly stared at the girl's delicate profile, and suddenly felt that there was a feeling of an old married couple between the two of them.

Although he had poked Qin Shuangjiang's ancient beast, it was just an accident after all. In terms of close contact, he and Qin Shuangjiang only had an ambiguous relationship of holding hands. Unlike Yan Qiuxi, who was both dribbling and sticking to each other and controlling the world...

Needless to say, the big devil Xiao Jiang is the one who makes the fastest progress. Even Xie Xiaoshepi, who has always been low-key, has had the experience of hugging Duan Huaige and feeling his body temperature.

In other words, Miss Frost is now far behind.

Duan Huaige thought for a moment and said seriously, "Frost...didn't you just say you would warm my hands? I'm still a little weak."

Qin Shuangjiang glanced at him without saying anything. Duan Huaige saw the girl's attitude and tentatively took her hand holding the book cover, then observed Qin Shuangjiang's reaction...

Very good, no murderous intent.

Duan Huaige said cautiously: "Frost... your hands still seem a little cold... how about going to bed and warming them up?"

Qin Shuangjiang was still concentrating on reading without saying a word. Duan Huaige felt relieved and brought the girl's little hand into the quilt again.

Duan Huaige couldn't do it in public, but in the dark under the quilt, he could play with the cold sword fairy's jade hand with a clear conscience. The touch of the warm skin made him feel a little distracted. At this time, with a beautiful woman by his side, he could touch the little hand of a beautiful sister...

Hmm? No, at this time, why should I just stop at touching her hand and be satisfied?

Shuangjiang has never been inferior to others in her life! How could she tolerate that her progress is the slowest among her rivals?
Thinking of this, Duan Huaige couldn't help but secretly blame himself, and his satisfied heart became active again...

He pretended to be calm and went over to read with Qin Shuangjiang, while still gently stroking and playing with the girl's delicate hands. Suddenly, he frowned and said, "Classmate Shuangjiang, your hands don't seem to be as warm as mine. Are you sure you are warming my hands to repay me?"

Qin Shuangjiang pursed her lips and glanced at him leisurely, as if she could see through his thoughts: "Then where do you think is the warmest? Are my legs warm?"

"Shuangjiang, what do you mean by this?" Duan Huaige was shocked and asked, "Am I the kind of old pervert who covets your beauty?" "Oh, forget it if you don't want to warm up."

"Shuangjiang, please don't misunderstand me. I'm just saying that I'm not the kind of guy who covets your beauty. I'm not saying that I don't plan to heal my wounds." Duan Huaige said sincerely, "My body is weak and my hands are cold, but I haven't recovered yet."

"Not coveting my beauty means that you only covet Yan Qiuxi's beauty." The arrogant little sister said coldly: "Then go find her to warm your hands!"

Duan Huaige perfectly demonstrated what emotional intelligence means at this moment. He held the girl's hand and said sincerely, "No, you misunderstood me. When I said I don't covet your beauty, I meant that I don't dare to hope for such an opportunity to be close to you. Life is like a dream and a bubble. Every time I am by your side, I feel that this world is too beautiful to be real."

"The closer people get to perfection, the more timid and awed they become. They feel so insignificant that they have no place to hide. To me, you, Shuangjiang, are such a flawless existence."

The corners of Qin Shuangjiang's mouth curled up slightly, as if he was very pleased with Duan Huaige's praise.

She glanced at him slowly without saying anything. Duan Huaige noticed that the cold and arrogant boy was in a good mood at the moment, so he quietly reached down with his other hand to find a place where he could really warm his hands.

Only a fool would ask Qin Shuangjiang if he could touch her legs to warm her hands. After all, Miss Jianxian is always so arrogant that if she asks, it means no, and if she doesn't ask, it means tacit consent.

Miss Jianxian had snow-white long legs under her nightgown. Duan Huaige's fingers probed the boundaries little by little, quietly breaking through the defense line from the edge of the nightgown and touching the girl's tender skin.

What a novel feeling this was. On the one hand, he had to guard against the Sword Fairy girl's bottom line being touched and causing her to go crazy on the spot. On the other hand, he tried hard to break through the boundaries. Duan Huaige couldn't help but feel a little excited, as if he was walking on the edge of a knife.

Duan Huaige first broke through the hem of the nightgown with two fingers, and then quietly covered Qin Dajianxian's calf skin with his palm. The soft and smooth touch made him reluctant to let go. But he was not satisfied with this. After consolidating the front line for a while, he began to want more and continued to invade upwards.

Qin Shuangjiang was reading the book as usual, but if you looked closely, you would find that she seemed to be unconsciously flipping through the pages a little slower...

Soon Duan Huaige conquered the inside of her legs. The delicate skin made his heart move, and a warm touch came from his fingertips.

This time Miss Shuangjiang finally stopped reading. She clamped Duan Huaige's naughty little hand tightly to stop him from moving. At the same time, she glared at him dimly, as if warning him:

You can only go here and not beyond!

This is to repay a favor. If you continue, you will have to weigh the consequences yourself.

Duan Huaige seemed to recall his previous experience of stabbing the ancient ferocious beast, and thought about the style of Miss Shuangjiang chasing King Yan with a sword, so he did not push his luck any further.

Enough, enough, it's warm enough here. Even warmer places... I don't dare to go in now.

(End of this chapter)