Chapter 1223 Now can we escape in time?

ing the floor and then sat on the sofa in the living room, thinking about how to contact the outside world.How about we knock that female bodyguard unconscious and make a run for itTong Yimo's heart s...Even so.

Qin Nianxia's cute little eyebrows furrowed, she raised her hand and grabbed Cold Yanchen's two ears, angry and embarrassed: "Cold Yanchen! Are you getting too bold"

She was quite forceful and her tone was very arrogant: "You become radiant just because I give you some sunlight You open a dye shop just because I give you some color Kissing me wasn't enough! You even want to take advantage of me!"

Leng Yanchen didn't expect Qin Niandai to come up with this move. He hurriedly wrapped his hands around her two little hands that were clutching at his ears, a little amused and exasperated: "I was just kidding you, let go!"

"Say, do you still want to bully me afterwards" Qin Nianxia asked relentlessly.

Leng Yanchen pulled Qin Niansha's two hands from his ears, holding them tightly in his palms, and said with a smile, "I do!"

"You..." Qin Nianxia still wanted to continue, but her hands were tightly held by Leng Yanchen's large hands, unable to pull out.

"Don't you want to see my body" he leaned in closer to her face again, a smirk playing on his lips.

Qin Nianxia couldn't help but raise an eyebrow playfully and asked, "Then will you show me or not"

"Of course, and this lifetime will only be for you." Leng Yanchen raised his hand and gently scraped Qin Nianxia's nose bridge, his voice extremely doting.

Hearing this, Qin Nianxia was stunned.

Leng Yanchen calmly continued, "If you don't want to be 'taken advantage of' by me, you can still escape now."

After Qin Nianxia reacted, she hurriedly jumped down from Leng Yanchen's thigh and ran away without daring to look back.

Leng Yanchen watched Qin Nianxia's back disappear at the entrance, and lay down on the big bed by himself.

He closed his eyes and slept…

These days, he's really very tired, very tired. Originally his heart was also tired, but now it's not tired anymore...

In a little while, Qin Nianxia poked her head out from the entrance again. Seeing that Leng Yanchen seemed to be truly asleep, she tiptoed over.

She walked lightly to the bedside.

She gently and slowly took off Leng Yanchen's shoes, then picked up the blanket beside him and covered his abdomen with it.

Just as she was about to get up, Leng Yanchen reached out with a big hand and caught her hand unexpectedly, pulling her onto the bed.

Then, he embraced her and held her hand tightly.

He still had his eyes closed, not saying a word. Even though their palms were starting to sweat, he showed no sign of letting go.

Qin Nianxia's cheeks were pressed against Leng Yanchen's strong chest at this moment.

Through her clothes, she could hear his steady and deep heartbeat.

Such a heartbeat, like a lullaby, can lull her to sleep.

She nestled in Leng Yanchen's arms, finding a comfortable position, and closed her eyes.

Before going to sleep.

When the maid went to attend Yan Shang Lu, Yan Shang Lu was unappreciative and even wore a cold, handsome face. He asked in the language of Yan Country: "Where is XiaXia"

Seeing that the maid didn't understand, Yan Shanglu had to speak Chinese laboriously: "Xia, Xia, she, person, where"

The maid nodded and said, "Miss Qin and the young master are already asleep. You should rest early too!"

The maid could only gesture while repeating what she had just said.

Yian Shang Lu couldn't help but furrow his brow, clenching his fists.

The next day.

A series of hurried footsteps and knocks on the door broke the villa's tranquility.

Qin Nianxia opened her eyes sleepily. When her gaze met Leng Yanchen's cold black eyes, she only heard the maidservant's voice calling from outside the door: "Young Master, something's wrong! The young lord is missing!"

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