Yin Yihan reached out and gently hugged Jing Qiuci’s waist, approached, and then got closer.
The atmosphere became ambiguous in an instant, Jing Qiuci stopped talking, just breathed lightly.
Yin Yihan approached, just as his lips were about to touch his lips
The door clicked
“Mommy, Uncle Ling just gave me a candy, but he found a little bug inside.” Niannian rushed in as if she had discovered a new continent.
Jing Qiuci heard Niannian’s voice and hurriedly turned sideways, avoiding Yin Yihan’s face coming over.
Yin Yihan flashed his waist directly to help Qiang stabilize his body: “Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh,”
“What’s wrong?” Jing Qiuci heard Yin Yihan’s cry of pain and hurried over, reaching out to lift Yin Yihan’s clothes to check his injuries.
“No, it’s not skin.” Yin Yihan waved his hand quickly, “I’ve been lying down and I suddenly couldn’t use my waist. I flashed a little.”
“Ah, this way,” Jing Qiuci looked at him with some concern, “Then are you okay?”
Yin Yihan couldn’t help but darken his face and said a little embarrassedly: “Cough, what’s wrong with me? My waist is only temporary. I’m still good when I can move normally.”
Jing Qiuci reacted very quickly this time, and reached out and gently hit Yin Yihan’s shoulder: “When is it now? Do you say anything? Do you have any pain?”