Qiao Jin thought that the time point was also decided, so he had no doubts. watermark ad test watermark ad test
She nodded, her tone was very light: "OK, are you at my house?"
"Well, they talked about it when they came back."
Now that Song Yanqing is dating Qiao Jin, and Song Suyu is dating Mu Qi, it won't feel awkward to celebrate the New Year together this year.
"good."
Of course she has no opinion, nor does she have any special views on this traditional festival.
She half closed her eyes, her delicate and beautiful face seemed to be in a deep sleep, Song Yanqing looked at her, and lowered her voice: "Are you going to sleep?"
"want to sleep."
There is no need for two people to do other things together, Qiao Jin just wants to sleep with Song Yanqing.
Even though she doesn't quite understand some things, she is obedient to her own heart.
Looking at her peaceful face, Song Yanqing's Adam's apple twitched, but he was reluctant to do anything to her, so he lowered his head and kissed Qiao Jin, and fell into a dream with her in his arms.
Both of them fell asleep quickly, but they didn't fall into a deep sleep. Even a slight movement would wake them up.
Qiao Jin was asleep at first, but in the middle of the night, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
There was some heavy pressure on her body, as if the person holding her was very hard, she opened her eyes, Song Yanqing's bedroom was next to the bed, 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, or he was in pain, frowning, and his face was strangely pale.
This kind of pain prevented him from waking up, but subconsciously tightened his body, which made Qiao Jin feel the feeling of confinement.
She felt something was wrong.
He stretched out his hand 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 there was a ss in the throat, as if the pain was like clenching the teeth——
"Song Yanqing."
Qiao Jin immediately shouted and grabbed Song Yanqing's wrist.
With that cry, he suddenly opened his eyes.
He pursed his lips for a moment, and his eyes turned around. The eyes were bloodshot, as if he had experienced something extremely terrifying.
Just for a moment, he blinked again, the redness subsided, but his eyeballs seemed to be a little red.
Qiao Jin felt something was wrong when she saw it, Song Yanqing suddenly hugged Qiao Jin, buried her head in her neck, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine."
How could Qiao Jin believe it.
It's obviously not the first time he's in this state.
He is in the Rakshasa world.
His soul is connected to that side now, that's why he shows such a painful expression, he is still suffering.
Qiao Jin stretched out his hand and used the formation. For a moment, it was as if he had come to another world.
She saw the ferocious faces of the demons, but compared to before, they had more complacent expressions at this time.
And in an instant, Qiao Jin saw Song Yanqing who was in the Raksha world.
Just a vague shadow, like a fragmented flashback.
He turned his head, half of his face was in pain, and half of his face was calm.
Like angels and demons coexisting.
Contradictions to the extreme.
It was just a fragment, and Qiao Jin's eyes froze for a moment.
He has stayed in the Rakshasa Realm for so long, and in such a place, it is not only a matter of pain, but also erosion.
The Rakshasa Realm can demonize spiritual masters, so how could they not think of ways to demonize Song Yanqing.