Chapter 1855 The Style of Two People 7

She leaned in front of Jun Aohan and looked left and right.

Completely forgot, now Jun Aohan is still naked...

Her little hand kept sliding over Jun Aohan's body.

Let Jun Aohan have a very comfortable feeling.

"Are you OK?"

Ye Qingli was very nervous and kept asking.

Jun Aohan closed his mouth and did not speak.

"Okay, okay, I'm wrong, okay? I shouldn't be distracted, I apologize to you, okay?"

"Do you know what's wrong?"

Jun Aohan said aggrievedly.

"understood."

Ye Qingli kept nodding her head like a chicken pecking at rice.

Jun Aohan raised his chin proudly.

"Okay, then you can make up for this king."

"Uh, how do you make it up?"

Ye Qingli began to feel a little dazed.

"This king is feeling uncomfortable now, you should find a way to help this king relieve the pain."

Seeing Ye Qingli, there was no reaction at all.

Jun Aohan began to seduce him earnestly.

Like a big bad wolf who is abducting a little white rabbit.

"Let me give you a few more stitches?"

Ye Qingli said kindly.

Not only does she know acupuncture for treating diseases, but also acupuncture for relieving fatigue, she is also unparalleled in the world.

"How many times do you want to stab Ben Wang again?"

Jun Aohan looked sad and angry.

I almost burst into tears.

Seeing that Ye Qingli didn't react at all, he could only say: "This king is sore, you should give this king a few massages..."

"Thinking beautifully..."

Ye Qingli blurted out subconsciously.

This stuff really hits the nose on the face.

However, after seeing his aggrieved little eyes, Ye Qingli expressed her surrender.

"All right……"

Ye Qingli climbed onto his back, and then started pinching him...

Jun Aohan was lying there with an expression of enjoyment on his face.

Until the whole body was pinched by Ye Qingli.

He was about to turn over when Ye Qingli jumped up quickly.

"Okay, you need to rest now, so I won't disturb you for now."

"not good."

Jun Aohan said pitifully.

"What else are you doing?"

"This king is hungry and needs something to eat."

"Oh, then eat it."

Ye Qingli said casually.

Then, she saw Jun Aohan's pitiful eyes.

"Aren't you...let me cook for you?"

"Of course, besides me, there's only you here. Now, I can't move. You don't give me food to eat. Are you going to let me eat dirt?"

Ye Qingli: "..."

She has now found it.

Just now, he shouldn't have made any concessions to him.

Otherwise, he'll be in for an inch.

However, seeing Jun Aohan's pale face, she began to soften again.

"I really owe you in my last life."

Then, she turned and went out of the hole.

She lingered outside the cave for a while, then took out the rice from the space, made a fire, and started cooking porridge.

Soon, a scent wafted in.

"Wow, Qingli, are you cooking porridge?"

"Yes, it tastes really good."

"Do you remember, when you were injured, I cooked porridge for you to eat."

Jun Ao said coldly.

It seems that there is such a thing.

Ye Qingli thought of the scene at that time.

I suddenly felt a little sweet in my heart.

That time, she was injured and lay in his courtyard.

Then, she was hungry...

This incomparably noble prince, he not only has countless servants, but also has more than a dozen royal chefs.