Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1471 The seventh day of the embarrassment

Jill's eyes dimmed and did not speak any more.

When the matter was over, she was also ashamed.

Looking at the girl who was too quiet in his arms, the seventh day of the month sighed and did not speak. He hugged her out of the house and plunged into the night.

The wind and snow were blowing outside, and the cold snow fell on the seventh day of the day, and he didn't seem to feel the coolness.

His eyebrows were stern and deep, staring at the front, giving a sense of infinite loneliness.

Jill leaned in his arms, watching him quietly.

I wanted to reach out and brush the snowflakes on his eyebrows, but she was helpless. She was tapped at the acupuncture points and couldn't move.

Seeing him wearing thin clothes but wrapping himself impermeably, Jill's eyelashes trembled and suddenly felt very distressed.

She knew that she was so indifferent just now on the seventh day, but it was actually just to make her dispel her mind.

He was still on the seventh day of the seventh day before, and he had always treated her alone for the seventh day.

"Little Qi, are you cold?" She asked suddenly.

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, he looked down at her, then looked away, "It's not cold."

Jill looked at his pale lips, and his heart hurt even more.

How can it not be cold?

Even if he has a deep inner strength, he will still be cold in the middle of the snowy night.

However, she did not reveal his lie. She looked towards the sky and murmured: "Xiao Qi, is it very hard to be outside these years?"

On the seventh day of the seventh day, the eyelashes trembled, holding her arm, tightening unconsciously, "It's not hard." Just because I miss her, I always feel that the time is too long.

Arrived at Jiqing Palace.

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, Jill returned to her bedroom.

After placing her on the couch, he carefully pulled the quilt and covered her.

"Jill, tomorrow the acupuncture points will be automatically unraveled, and I will be wronged tonight." The seventh day of the seventh day soothed in a low voice, just about to retreat, an arm quickly came out of the quilt, embraced him and rolled Inside the bed.

The seventh day of the seventh lunar month looked at the girl in horror, "Your acupoint..."

"Your martial arts belonged to my father's emperor, and so is my martial arts. Although my skill is not as deep as yours, my martial arts is not bad." As Jill was talking, he coughed and a mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. Came out.

Although she broke through the acupuncture points, at the same time, she also suffered internal injuries.

Her skills were not as profound as in the seventh day, forcibly breaking through the acupoints, hurting her internal organs.

The seventh day of the seventh lunar month looked at her distressedly, "Why are you doing this?"

"For you, everything is worth it." Jill took a deep look at him, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and bowed his head close to him.

The smell of blood rushed into the nasal cavity, rolled down the throat on the seventh day, and the fingers clenched on the quilt turned white.

Jill had already kissed his lips while the heavens were fighting.

Unlike the gentle touch during the Southern General Mansion, Jill deepened the kiss.

Her movements were green and unstructured, but she kissed her with blood surging in the seventh day of the month.

The cold body was gradually replaced by irritability.

It wasn't until her soft hand came up that his lost reason finally returned.

He held her waist and firmly pushed her away.

Jill looked at him blankly.

At that moment, she clearly felt that he was moved, why could he push her away so clearly?

Sure enough, the script is deceptive.

On the seventh day of the seventh day, with her long hair scattered, she fell on the couch in embarrassment.

Only he knew that he almost lost control at that moment.

But at the same time, it also made him more ashamed and ashamed.

He actually told Jill...

His eyes darkened.

Seeing his decisive back, Jill's voice was hoarse, and she shouted helplessly, "Little Qi..."

On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, he suddenly picked up the fruit knife from the table. The cold blade reflected his decidedly and cold eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)