The lady is acting as a demon again today

Chapter 173 Get closer

With this appearance, why does it feel like the young master is shy?Still feeling cool?
Luo Qingqing glanced at the young master inexplicably, since Qin Yunxiang had already said that, she couldn't say anything more.

He had to put the pannier on his back on the table again.

So, it was the young master who carried the basket, and she followed behind.

The two left the yard one after the other, and walked silently on the way to Luo's house.

Since the young master said that in the morning, not only did she feel awkward, but she also felt that the young master felt the same way.

When walking on a relatively spacious road, she didn't know whether the young master deliberately slowed down or was tired from carrying things. She who was originally following the young master turned into walking side by side with the young master.

Hearing the young master's slightly rapid breathing, Luo Qingqing turned her head and saw that the young master lowered his brows and eyes, as if thinking about something but not thinking about anything, but there seemed to be some sweat on his smooth forehead.

Glancing at the mound next to him, Luo Qingqing said, "Sir, take a break."

Hearing the words, Qin Feng paused for a moment, then walked directly to the mound to rest without saying anything.

Although the sun was not scorching during the New Year's Eve, the sweat on the young master's face shone brightly. Luo Qingqing couldn't hold back, and subconsciously took out a piece of silk Qin Yunxiang gave her and handed it to the young master.

Qin Feng didn't seem to have expected her action. His gaze fell on the silk in her hand, and he paused for a moment before raising his bright and scorching eyes to look at her. He didn't speak, and he didn't pick up the silk in her hand. silk.

"Sir, wipe off your sweat." Luo Qingqing was a little embarrassed by his look, so she could only call out in a low voice.

"Come closer."

The young master's voice was a little hoarse, and his tone was soft on purpose, as if he was afraid of scaring her away, his eyes seemed to be burning hot when he looked at her, as if he knew the doubts in her heart, only to hear the young master said again: "Come closer Some, I still have a pannier on my back, so it’s hard to carry.”

Hearing this, Luo Qingqing looked at the distance between the two suspiciously, the young master could clearly reach it with just raising his hand.

But thinking, the young master has always been capricious and there is nothing to discuss, so she obediently took a step forward.

Seeing her embarrassed look, Qin Feng lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was trying to hide the smile in his heart.

"Sir." Luo Qingqing became a little impatient.

At this time, the young master raised his head and looked at her seriously, "Come closer."

Luo Qingqing: "..."

However, when she just approached, her wrist was held by a big hand.

Luo Qingqing subconsciously made a move, and then heard the young master on the top say softly: "You wipe it for me."

After a pause, he added, "It's not convenient for me."

Luo Qingqing rolled her eyes. What's the inconvenience? The basket was resting on the mound, and there were only two straps on his back.

"Qingqing." When she was in a daze, she suddenly heard the young master calling her, which made her tremble.

This kind of trembling didn't seem to be the trembling of fear, but the trembling caused by something colliding in the bottom of my heart.

At this moment, Luo Qingqing felt that the sun, which usually had no temperature, was scorching hot at this moment, and even her fair face was blushing...

She raised her hands uncomfortably, but she didn't dare to look directly into the young master's eyes. She was a little afraid, afraid of being melted by the heat in the young master's eyes...

"If you wipe like this, the sweat will be wiped from your eyes." The young master's teasing voice was next to his ear.

Luo Qingqing bit her lip and looked up, only to realize that she was wiping the young master's sweat with a silk handkerchief as if wiping a table...

"Yes... I'm sorry, Mr. Luo." Luo Qingqing's voice was suppressed very low, and it was the first time she did such a thing to wipe the sweat of a man at such a close distance.

(End of this chapter)