Chapter 1105 Qin Qiao vs Zhan Qing

Chapter 1107

The figure is quite perfect. Qiaoqiao exhaled while smoothing her hair.

"Does the wound hurt?" Zhan Qing asked while wiping his hair.

Seeing Qiaoqiao not feeling anything about this dormitory, it would be a lie to say that it was not uncomfortable.

Even if she had been prepared in her heart, she would still have some expectations.

"Yeah." Qiaoqiao replied lazily, and then asked, "Where is this?"

"My dormitory!" Zhan Qing sat down on the bed and threw the towel in his hand to Qiaoqiao.

Then he said, "Qiaoqiao, wipe Uncle Jiu's hair..."

Zhan Qing realized that his habitual actions and habitual words were after he finished speaking.

He looked at Qiaoqiao's injured calf, then reached out to take back the towel and continued to wipe it himself.

Qiaoqiao heard what Zhan Qing said, but didn't care because she was distracted...

Zhan Qing sat opposite her, making her feel her face burning like fire.

The strong masculine scent made her throat tighten, and her small hands grabbed the quilt tightly, with sweat in her palms.

Zhan Qing's aura is very strong, and he is born with a king's aura.

At this time, Qiaoqiao was dazed and realized that this was Zhan Qing's dormitory?

He brought her to Zhanhun? What was he going to do?

This is his dormitory, so isn't she sleeping on Zhan Qing's bed now?

Then isn't the quilt she is covering also Zhan Qing's?

And isn't the pillow she just used also his?

When Qiaoqiao thought of this, she burped, and burped completely uncontrollably.

When Qiaoqiao lowered her head, she found that her clothes had also been changed.

She was wearing a black short-sleeved top, which was very large and loose, and should belong to Zhan Qing...

Damn it...

"Zhan Qing, you..." Qiaoqiao's lips were trembling with anger.

Zhan Qing changed her clothes, so didn't he see everything?

"Zhan Qing, your uncle..." Qiaoqiao took a pillow and threw it at Zhan Qing.

Zhan Qing took the pillow, put it aside, and then asked, "Are you hungry?"

The tone and expression seemed to show that Qiaoqiao was not aware that she was angry.

She said angrily, "Asshole, give me the clothes."

Zhan Qing stood up and opened the lunch box on the table. The dishes inside were all warm, just right for eating now.

"Braised pork, small yellow croaker, fried meatballs..." Zhan Qing said.

These are all Qiaoqiao's favorites...

Qiaoqiao smelled the fragrance and her stomach growled twice.

Smelling such delicious food and being hungry, Qiaoqiao found that she seemed to have no bones.

Zhan Qing sat on the bed with the lunch box, picked up a meatball and fed it to Qiaoqiao's mouth.

Qiaoqiao turned her head away, not talking or eating, but made a swallowing motion.

People who lose their memory will forget some people and things, but they will not forget their preferences for food.

Qiaoqiao smelled the fragrance of the meatballs and was very greedy.

"Open your mouth!" Zhan Qing did not put down his chopsticks because Qiaoqiao did not eat.

The meatball was still waiting at Qiaoqiao's mouth...

"I'll eat it myself!" Qiaoqiao finally compromised and reached out to take the chopsticks in Zhan Qing's hand.

"You're injured, I'll feed you, be good!"

Zhan Qing fed the meatball to Qiaoqiao's mouth again and said.

It was her leg that was injured, not her hand...

Even though she was angry, she couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food, and finally Qiaoqiao opened her mouth and ate the meatball.

Qiaoqiao ate with a satisfied look on her face.

Zhan Qing saw that she was eating deliciously, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips.