The plot of Quick Wear is always wrong

22

The moonlight is very bright tonight, and the silvery light shines on the ground, like a layer of cold frost.

When Qin Huai sneaked into Qi's mansion at night, he rarely saw Qi Xiu in the yard, and the lights in the house were off. He estimated the time and thought that Qi Xiu had gone to have dinner with his family.

He should go. After all, Minister Qi had just experienced that kind of thing and he should calm down.

There was no Changqing guarding the yard, so Qin Huai did not go through the window this time. He pushed the door open directly. A scent of medicine hit him in the face, which made Qin Huai feel relieved and comfortable for no reason. The room was also dark. He passed through a gauze curtain, paused, and couldn't help laughing.

It turned out that he had rested early...

Qin Huai walked lightly, slowly and carefully to the bed, and then squatted down.

"elder brother……"

He called softly, his eyes gentle and greedy, and seeing that Qi Xiu was still breathing steadily, he felt a bit of interest.

The fingertips traced his eyebrows from his forehead downwards, bit by bit. The man in his sleep seemed to sense something, and as soon as he frowned, his brows were gently flattened by the fingertips.

"elder brother……"

Qin Huai shouted again, mixed with a sigh, as if he was extremely tired.

“I must be a very bad person…”

He said this softly and smiled a little at this point.

"Now that the Zhao Mansion has been ransacked, they all think that I must be extremely happy..."

Pull the enemy down from the platform with your own hands, send the enemy to be executed with your own hands...

Enemies...

He must be a very bad person...

"I have never met my mother, let alone my grandfather. Ever since I was a child, they have told me that they want revenge, to restore the reputation of the Fang family, and to clear my grandfather's name..."

He should be full of hatred as they said, but Qin Huai found that he felt nothing at all...

The place where his heart was felt empty, as if something was missing. Qin Huai reached his hand into the quilt, and only sighed with satisfaction when he held Qi Xiu's hand.

"Ash..."

Ash, Ash...

He buried his face in the quilt and didn't even look up when Qi Xiu opened his eyes drowsily.

Qi Xiu woke up in a daze. It seemed as if his hands were wrapped by something in his dream. It was so warm that he felt it was scalding. Then he slowly woke up from his dream.

There was a person squatting in front of the bed, which scared Qi Xiu suddenly. He was stunned for a moment, and only when he regained consciousness and saw clearly who was in front of him did he grunt.

"Ah Huai?"

"Um……"

This man was like a puppy. When he heard him calling him, his hand under the quilt moved. Qi Xiu laughed, but did not pull his hand out, nor did he ask him what happened. He just imitated him and bent the hand that was held in response, and opened his mouth to invite him.

"Do you want to come up?"

Such a sentence came out of nowhere, and after it was finished, Qi Xiu felt that something seemed inappropriate, but before he could think about it, Qin Huai stood up and began to move towards the bed very consciously.