Fear... He was actually afraid... Jun Jinyan's body trembled slightly. The hugging posture was like ten years ago. My aunt hugged him like this, constantly shouting that he would hold on for Qiqi, "Aunt, if Qiqi knew that I had been... she would think I was dirty? Would she not want me?"

Or, would she choose a cleaner man?

Jun Haixin's heart trembled, and her chest seemed to be pressed with a heavy stone, "No, if Xiaoqi really loves you, she wouldn't dislike you, let alone, you were for her at that time! If you are afraid, then let your aunt tell her everything?"

Instead of hiding it like this, Jun Haixin understood even more that only Xia Qi could truly untie Jinyan's knot. But when she said this, his originally slightly trembling body suddenly became more and more severe.

"Be careful!" Jun Haixin shouted.

Jun Jinyan's fingers suddenly grabbed Jun Haixin's wrist. His fingers were trembling violently, but they grabbed her wrist so tightly that their fingertips were almost trapped in her flesh.

Jun Haixin endured the pain and looked at Jun Jinyan raising his head. His elegant face was full of fear at this moment.

"Aunt, don't tell Qiqi, don't say a word to Qiqi, please, please don't say to Qiqi..." She saw this expression ten years ago, but now she has seen it again.

He never asked anyone, but he asked for Xia Qi again and again!

"Okay, my aunt promised you, but Jinyan, will you really be happy if you keep hiding this way?" If this knot is not untied, I am afraid that something may still happen in the future, Jun Hai thought worriedly.

"Okay!" he murmured, his lips turning pale, as if he was talking to her, and as if he was talking to himself, "It will definitely be fine... Qiqi and I will always be together..."

That was something he had dreamed of since the first time he saw Qiqi. Now it was finally coming true, and he would never let this dream be shattered!

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The night is heavy. The lights in the living room are still on, and the bright yellow lights are like a layer of dim gauze tents falling down, with a hazy beauty.

Huang Huahua was sleeping on the sofa in the living room, and suddenly, a very slight sound of opening the door sounded. After years of bodyguarding, Huang Huahua suddenly woke up, and his whole body was suddenly in a state of alert.

However, when he saw clearly the person walking into the room, he immediately relaxed.

"The Third Young Master." Huang Huahua stood up and said respectfully.

"Where is she? Have you fallen asleep?" Jun Jinyan slowly walked into the living room and asked.

It was already 2 a.m. at this moment.

"Yes, Miss Xia is already asleep." Huang Huahua replied.

Jun Jinyan looked at the bedroom door with a steady look, and his whole body stood motionless like a wooden carving. Huang Huahua didn't say anything, but stood aside.

Time passed quietly, just when Huang Huahua thought the man in front of him would stand one night, his steps finally moved.

Step by step, the footsteps are extremely light, but every step makes people feel extremely heavy.

With his slender fingers pressed on the handle of the door, Jun Jinyan gently opened the bedroom door and walked in. When he saw that the bedroom door closed again, Huang Huahua couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although the third young master almost didn't speak much just now, it gave her an extremely depressing feeling, as if the third young master was in danger at this moment. If one accidentally annoyed the other party, it would be very likely that he would be doomed.

Huang Huahua sat back on the sofa, but at this moment, he stopped closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

The bedroom was pitch black, and Jun Jinyan did not turn on the lights. His night vision ability since childhood allowed him to see many things clearly even in the dark.

When he walked to the bed, he lowered his head and looked quietly at the person lying on the bed. She was asleep, and only when she was asleep did he dare to look at her like this.

These days, he didn't even dare to come here during the day. He obviously wanted to see her every moment, but he was afraid that once he saw it, she would say something he didn't want to hear again.

He leaned down and his hand gently stroked her face, slid across her eyebrows and eyes, and lingered on her lips.

"Qiqi... we will get married, we will get married as scheduled, right?" He murmured in the darkness. The response to him was only her slight breathing.

He looked at it like he was dazed, until she suddenly moaned, and he suddenly withdrew his hand.

But she suddenly raised her fingers and hooked the knot bracelet on his wrist.

Then, as if she sensed something, she suddenly opened her eyes.

"Jinyan!" Xia Qi shouted suddenly, her fingers fumbled along the hooked bracelet and grabbed the familiar hand. Her fingers were slender, with clear joints, and a slightly cool touch reminding her who was holding her hand at this moment.

There is silence inside.

Xia Qi grabbed Jun Jinyan's hand with one hand and did not let go, while with the other hand, he groped for the switch of the bedside lamp.

Bang!

Her hand pressed on the switch, and the next moment, the milky white light illuminated the originally dark room.

In the light, Xia Qi could only see clearly Jun Jinyan standing at her bedside. His light gray windbreaker set off his face becoming more and more pale. His dark bangs fell on his forehead. The light formed a shadow on his eyelids, making his expression look a little dark and inexplicable.

His eyes were half-hung, and his long eyelashes were like fans, covering his eyes.

Xia Qi was originally desperately trying to find Jun Jinyan and had many things to say to him, but when she really saw him, she suddenly didn't know where to start, but just grabbed his hand tightly and stared at him in a daze.

It was not until she felt something strange in her palm that she suddenly came to her senses.

His hands...

Xia Qi lowered her head and suddenly turned Jun Jinyan's right hand over. There were many small wounds on the palm of his right hand, which were the wounds left by the chopsticks that day!

That day, because of what happened next, she had no time to deal with his wounds. The next day, she was locked in the apartment by him and had no chance to see him again.

But now, he hasn't treated his wound at all!

It's been three days!

Where are the wooden thorns of those chopsticks? They are still in his palm?!
Chapter completed!