Ye Qiqi watched helplessly as someone's warm hand covered her chest, and her whole body froze instantly.
After a while, she raised her head, looked at Mo Hanqing who had a calm expression, opened her red mouth, and asked in a hesitant voice: "Master... you... what are you doing? ? "
"Knead it for you." Mo Hanqing replied without changing his expression or heartbeat.
As he spoke, he moved his long, white hand slightly to the left, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Does it hurt here?"
“…”
Ye Qiqi lowered her head, and his palm just happened to cover the roundness of her chest. The warmth of his palm was transmitted through the thin material of her clothes, causing her heartbeat to skip a beat in an instant.
However, Mo Hanqing's hand only lightly covered her chest for a while and then took it back.
Ye Qiqi looked at him with some doubts.
"It's nothing..." Mo Hanqing lowered his head, an imperceptible smile flashed in his eyes. He pursed his lips and tried to make his voice sound the same as usual: "It's just... a bit flat."
“…”
“…”
After he said these words, there was silence in the entire tent.
Five seconds later.
Ye Qiqi picked up the soft pillow on the bed, threw it at Mo Hanqing and said, "Go away! You stinking gangster!"
"Ha." Mo Hanqing finally couldn't help laughing. He reached out to take the soft pillow that Ye Qiqi had thrown at him, threw it back on the bed, and then pulled Ye Qiqi into his arms. Said: "When you were in the palace before, you still had some. During this time, you have been traveling all the way. You have lost a lot of weight, and even... you have become flat."
“…”
For some reason, Ye Qiqi felt that when he said this, he seemed to be looking down at his chest when his tone paused.
"Go away!" Ye Qiqi stretched out his hand to push someone away, then picked up another soft pillow and threw it at Mo Hanqing.
"Yeah." Mo Hanqing took the soft pillow she threw over with a smile, continued to throw it away, then hugged her, lowered his head and pecked her white cheek gently and said: "It doesn't matter, even if it's flattened , I still love you too."
“…”
Ye Qiqi turned her face away, avoiding his kiss, but her cheeks turned red.
"Your Highness, the army has been packed up and is just waiting for orders. It can set off early tomorrow morning."
At this moment, a soldier came outside the tent and loudly reported inside. Ye Qiqi hurriedly broke away from Mo Hanqing's arms, rolled back to his bed, pulled the quilt and covered his head.
"I got it." Mo Hanqing put away the smile on her face and responded outside with a cold voice, "Go down."
"Yes." The soldier outside the tent answered briefly, then turned and left.
Mo Hanqing held up her chin with a big, fair and slender hand, looked at Ye Qiqi who had covered her head on the bed, and said with a smile in her voice: "What are you doing?"
"What are you doing? I'm tired and want to sleep." Ye Qiqi's voice came out muffledly from inside the quilt.
"Oh... Didn't you just sleep all day and night, are you sure you can still sleep?" Mo Hanqing stretched out her hand and pulled the quilt, revealing her furry head, and asked with raised eyebrows.