Qiao Jin thought that the time matrix point was also decided, so he had no doubts.
She nodded in a very gentle tone: "Okay, is it at my house?"
"Well, they said this when they came back."
Now Song Yanqing is dating Qiao Jin, and Song Suyu is dating Mu Qizhi, so it will not be abrupt when we spend the New Year together this year.
"good."
Of course she had no objection and had no special opinion on this traditional festival.
Her eyes were half closed, and her delicate and beautiful face felt a peaceful sleep. Song Yanqing looked at her and her voice lowered: "Are you going to sleep?"
"I want to sleep."
When two people are together, they don’t have to do anything else. Qiao Jin just simply wants to sleep with Song Yanqing.
Even though she doesn't understand some things very well, she is obedient to her true intentions.
Looking at her quiet face, Song Yanqing's Adam's apple moved, but she was reluctant to do anything to her. She lowered her head and kissed Qiao Jin, and hugged her and fell into a dream together.
Both of them slept very quickly, but they were not in deep sleep, and even some minor movements would wake them up.
Qiao Jin was originally asleep, but suddenly felt something was wrong in the middle of the night.
There was a strong pressure on her body, and she thought that she was holding her own people very hard. She opened her eyes and Song Yanqing's bedroom leaned against the bedside, and the quiet moonlight shone in. She could clearly see the sweat on Song Yanqing's forehead.
He seemed to have dreamed of something extremely painful, perhaps in the midst of pain, frowned, and his face was a little pale.
This pain prevented him from waking up, but instead subconsciously tightened his body, making Qiao Jin feel the feeling of confinement.
She felt something was wrong.
He reached out and touched Song Yanqing's forehead, but he still didn't wake up.
His body was even trembling faintly, as if he was experiencing great pain.
So much so that the throat was full of pain, as if it was gritting its teeth.
"Song Yanqing."
Qiao Jin immediately shouted and grabbed Song Yanqing's wrist.
With this shout, he suddenly opened his eyes.
He pursed his lips in an instant, his eyes turned, and there were red bloodshot in his eyes, as if he had experienced something extremely terrifying.
In just a moment, he blinked again, the red bloodshot disappeared, but his eyes seemed to be a little red.
Qiao Jin saw that something was wrong. Song Yanqing suddenly hugged Qiao Jin, buried her head between her neck, and said hoarsely: "I'm fine."
How could Qiao Jin believe it?
This is obviously not the first time he is in this state.
He is in the Rakshasa realm.
His soul is now connected to that side, so he shows such a painful look, and he is still suffering.
Qiao Jin stretched out his hand and used the formation, and in an instant, he felt like he had come to another world.
She saw the demon's hideous face, but they had more proud expressions than before.
And in an instant, Qiao Jin saw Song Yanqing in the Rakshasa Realm.
It's just a vague shadow, like a flashback of a clip.
He turned his head, half of his face was painful, half of his face was calm.
It's like an angel and a demon coexist.
The contradiction reached its extreme.
It was just a clip, and Qiao Jin's eyes narrowed for a moment.
He has been in the Rakshasa realm for so long, and in such a place, it is not only a painful problem, but also erosion.
Chapter completed!