Mo Hanqing had his back to her and couldn't see her movements, but he could feel her warm breath spraying on his wrist, and the breath like a small animal passed through his skin vaguely, And the fine hair on her forehead also passed through his palm again and again.
He couldn't explain why, but Mo Hanqing suddenly felt a little uncomfortable all over. He couldn't help but urge Ye Qiqi: "Are you okay?"
"Um... almost..." Ye Qiqi bit the rope and answered vaguely.
After a while, Mo Hanqing moved his hands that were finally freed. He looked at Ye Qiqi, who was still tied up, with a pair of dark and deep eyes, and asked arrogantly: "You want me to help you untie the rope?" ??”
"Yes." Ye Qiqi stood in front of him with her hands behind her back, looking up at him with a round, pink and tender face.
"Heh." Mo Hanqing twitched the corner of his mouth, bent down, came up to Ye Qiqi, and said in a cold voice: "Call me master."
“…”
Ye Qiqi blinked her big moist eyes and looked at him, slightly startled.
"If you don't call me Master, I won't help you untie the rope." Mo Hanqing looked at her shocked expression and suddenly felt much more comfortable.
"You!" Ye Qiqi stared at him, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"Be good, call me Master." Mo Hanqing straightened up and looked at her condescendingly, with a faint smile on his lips.
“…”
Ye Qiqi lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
Mo Hanqing looked at her calmly. Anyway, the hands of the little guy in front of her were tied, so even if she wanted to do something bad, she couldn't do it.
However, before he could make his grand plan, he saw Ye Qiqi suddenly raise his head, staring straight at him with a pair of black and white eyes, and then rushed towards him.
"What are you... doing..." Before Mo Hanqing could finish his question, Ye Qiqi's furry little head hit him directly on the chest.
Only a muffled "dong" sound was heard.
Mo Hanqing suddenly felt a pain in his chest.
In addition, the force of this guy's collision with him was really not small. He didn't even stand firm on his feet and fell straight back.
With a "bang", Mo Hanqing fell to the ground, and Ye Qiqi took the opportunity to sit on his stomach.
"Will you untie the rope for me?" Ye Qiqi sat on Mo Hanqing and looked at him condescendingly.
“…”
An expression of pain flashed across Mo Hanqing's handsome and fair face.
"Don't think I can't beat you with my hands tied!" Ye Qiqi's crisp voice rang in his ears, and then when he wasn't paying attention, she lowered her head and bit his slender neck.
"Hiss—"
Mo Hanqing suddenly gasped in pain.
Ye Qiqi bit him hard for a while, then raised her head, stared at him with a pair of moist eyes and said: "Can you untie the rope for me??"
"...Here." Mo Hanqing looked at her with a hopeless expression.
"Hmph." Ye Qiqi then made a face at him, sat on his stomach, turned around, turned her back to him, and put her hands in front of him.
Mo Hanqing took a deep breath, raised his hands, and helped her untie the rope tied to her wrists.