Chapter 627 Hold her wrist

  Li Qinian: "???"

  Why is this bad posture again?

  The tip of her nose was close to Jiang Wang’s quilt, and she could even smell the faint fragrance from the quilt. This was the smell that belonged to Jiang Wang, which always reminded her of the pine and cypress standing proudly in the ice and snow.

  She was stunned for a second, and immediately got up from the bed.

  Jiang Wang grabbed her wrist and did not let go:

   "Suddenly I found... if someone watched it together, it seemed that I wouldn't be so scared anymore."

  Li Qinian looked down at his hand, her slender fingers gripped her wrist tightly, revealing an unexpected beauty.

   "This...is it really useful?"

  She spoke suspiciously.

  Jiang tightened her wrist tightly:

"Um."

  Li Qinian: "..."

  Okay, it’s not a big deal, just be happy with Brother Wang.

  Ghost movie continues, the female ghost finally raised her head, revealing a bloodless face.

   Jiang Wang's movement of holding his wrist suddenly increased his strength.

  Li Qinian hesitated for a moment, raised his other hand, and patted the back of Jiang Wang’s hand:

   "It's all fake, there's nothing to be afraid of."

  In the darkness, at an angle that Li Qinian could not see, the corner of Jiang Wang’s mouth rose:

   "Well, I'm not afraid... the temperature in the room is a bit low, come closer."

  He gave up half of the bed and quilt.

  Li Qinian stared at most of the vacant bed, hesitated for a moment, took off his slippers and went to bed, occupying a small place, and in the gap between Jiang Wang and Jiang Wang, he could lie down enough for an adult.

  Jiang Wang did not reluctantly see this, but moved the quilt in her direction.

  Under the quilt, Jiang Wang held her wrist and still did not let go.

  Li Qinian smiled back at him and continued to stare at the screen, focusing on the ghost film.

  Jiang Wang quietly stared at the young boy’s beautiful shoulder, neckline and profile, his eyes never moving.

  How long Li Qinian watched the screen, Jiang Wang stared at her profile for a long time.

  In the dark room, the faint light from the screen shone on the faces of the two of them, slowly giving birth to a soft and hazy beauty.

  Outside the window, the moon hangs high in the sky, the moonlight is sultry, and a pair of people and shadows on the ground are intertwined, paving the warmth of a room.

  Two hours later, when the ghost movie is over, Li Qi turned off the tablet still intently.

   "It's a pity, this female ghost is actually a good person."

   "Hmm." Jiang Wang said lightly.

   "Brother Wang, what do you think of this ending?" Li Qinian was still a bit aggrieved.

  The screenwriter actually killed the good guys! Do good people who say good things get good rewards?

   Jiang Wang: "..."

  Li Qinian: "Huh?"

  Jiang Wang: "...I don't think it will work."

  "This screenwriter is probably because his life is not harmonious, deliberately tossing the audience, revenge on the society..."

  Li Qinian tried hard not to get angry.

Jiang Wang rubbed her head gently:

   "It's all fake, don't care."

  Where is Li Qi-nian still angry when he rubs it like this?

   "Ahem...it's late, go to bed, I have to train tomorrow."

  Li Qinian opened the quilt to get out of bed, but found that Jiang Wang had not let go of his wrist!

  Li Qinian: "?!"

  It’s been two hours, don’t you have sore hands?

  Jiang Wang slowly released her wrist under her gaze, and thanked her calmly:

"thanks."

  Li Qinian: "It should be, it should be."

   Jiang Wang: "Go to sleep."

   "Good night, then."

  Li Qinian returned to her bed and covered her quilt.

  In the darkness, Jiang Wang stared at her side face, a smile flashed in his eyes.

  (End of this chapter)