C312 His Worries

The night was hazy. Qii Yao laid on the bed and looked at Xiao Quan's sleeping face. Her hands were still tightly tied to him. She flipped over and rubbed into his arms. Her long eyelashes fluttered as she gently caressed his face, as if she wanted to tease him. She secretly laughed.

Someone suddenly exerted strength in his hands and pulled her onto his body, but he still closed his eyes