Can’t Stop You Stirring My Heart

Chapter 296:

"Uncle Jiu knows!" Zhan Qing's voice was pampered, and he didn't mean to blame him at all.

With a smile in Qin's eyes, she knew that Uncle Jiu would know that there was no ghost in this team.

Those women were beaten, and someone must have done it.

"Dawu has been wronged, I feel uncomfortable, but I'm not angry, I must fight..."

Qin Qi breathed into the place where he had just bitten again, squinted and asked, "Uncle Jiu, does it hurt?"

Through the street lamp, you can see the neat teeth marks.

"Quietly, if you do this again, Uncle Jiu should make you hurt!"

Such a soft and waxy Qin Qui, for Zhan, is undoubtedly a prairie fire, as long as it is lit, it will be out of control.

Qin quietly suffocated immediately, lest he hiccup again, but the action was too slow and a hiccup came out.

Qin Qui's face blushed, but she was lying on Zhan Qing's shoulder, and he couldn't see it.

Hearing Qin Qui's hiccups, the smile on Zhan Qing's lips increased.

"Uncle Jiu, you are getting worse and worse!"

Qin Qi felt that he was a little bit deep in the road that was bend by the nine uncles...

"Quietly, you have to know, Jiu Shu is only bad for you!" Zhan Qing's voice was deep and low.

Qin quietly hugged Zhan Qing's neck and did not speak, but such a dependent action made Zhan Qing very satisfied.

Some things happen naturally, and they will be tacitly aware and not rushed.

When Zhan Qing brought Qin quietly back to the dormitory, she fell asleep, but her body temperature was a little high.

Zhan Qing touched her head, it was very hot.

"Damn it!" Zhan Qing picked up Qin Quiet again and went directly to Bai Mo.

As soon as Bai Mo lay down, he was tossed up.

After measuring her temperature of 39.5°, Bai Mo posted an antipyretic sticker to Qin Quiet and gave her antipyretic medicine.

I must have gone out without drying my hair. I was cold at night, drunk hot, then came out to touch the cool breeze, repeatedly tossing, I caught a cold and fever.

Qin Qi still called Jiu Shu in a daze, calling Zhan Qing in a state of confusion.

"Uncle Jiu, I want to eat...canned food..." Qin quietly called Jiushu pitifully with a flushed face.

This time Zhan Qing heard clearly, Qin quietly said that he wanted to eat canned food.

"I'll give you food when I get better." Zhan Qing said in Qin Qui's ear.

Qin quietly opened his eyes and looked at Zhan Qing. He was about to cry as he watched, his eyes full of grievance, "Canned hawthorn..."

It is said that children are the most squeamish when they are sick. At this time, Qin Qi is like a sick child, capricious and troublesome.

"Don't cry, Jiu Shu will get it for you!" Zhan Qing shook Qin Qi's hand and coaxed.

Just now he was drunk and hopped, and he was sick for a while, how could Zhan Qing not feel distressed.

Qin quietly cried again when he was wronged, and Zhan Qing was in a mess.

"You look at him!" Zhan Qing stood up and said to Bai Mo.

There should be canned hawthorn in the canteen.

Zhan Qing left in a hurry, Bai Mo wiped Qin's palms and arms with a towel again.

"Xiao Bai, I seem to be coming to my aunt..." Qin Qi said to Bai Mo in a daze.

The white ink wiping action stopped, "I...prepared it for you in advance, the invisible...tampon, I changed the packaging for you...will not be discovered, when the time comes...you...you just throw it away. The toilet flushes away..."

Bai Mo stubbornly finished speaking, his entire face turned red.

He was worried that Qin Qi would forget about it again, and after checking it online, he prepared it in advance.

Because he knew that in order to avoid being discovered, Qin Wei always wore boxers with a padded U-shaped bag on the front.

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Four shifts