The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

He had not killed anyone for a long time. Now, these people dared to do such unbridled things in his manor!

Did they really think that he would not make a move on them because of their old friendship?

"Qinghe!" Qin Yunchuan found the girl beside the wooden bucket.

She had fainted.

Thankfully, she had been sprawled on the edge of the bucket when she was unconscious. Otherwise, the water in the wooden bucket would have drowned her before he arrived.

Qin Yunchuan turned his face away to avoid suspicion. He pursed his thin lips and his eyes were filled with helplessness.

He was clearly in the territory he was protecting, but Qing He seemed to have a naturally troublesome constitution.

Every time he saw her, he was always in a dangerous situation!

"Wake up..."

Qin Yunchuan took off his outer robe again and wrapped the girl in it. He carried her out of the wooden barrel.

He placed her on the bed beside him.

Sitting beside the girl, Qin Yunchuan looked at her pale face and fell into a daze.

Her black hair was wet, her skin was fair, her nose was straight, and her lips were a little white.

She was unconscious, and there was a cold feeling between her brows.

However, Qin Yunchuan thought that if she woke up, her face would definitely not show any cold expression towards him.

The girl would probably smile?

With her brows arched, the kind that was gentle and obedient?

He thought of the girl's smile and the sweet and soft "I knew it, you are the best to me."

Qin Yunchuan revealed a smile.

However, the smile disappeared in a flash.

Was he good to her?

Other than saving her in the beginning, after that, he seemed to have left her alone in the royal residence?

On the night she first came to the royal residence, he had even let her sleep in his room and used the doorsill to tease her.

Speaking of which, he was not good to her, was he?

Qin Yunchuan's eyes narrowed as his gaze slowly shifted from Xia Ling's face to her wet hair.

Sleeping like this made her hair wet, as though she was a little uncomfortable?

Qin Yunchuan stood up and looked around the room.

He took a cotton handkerchief and sat beside the girl's bed. As he dried the water, he used his inner strength to dry her long hair bit by bit.

When her long hair was almost dry, the girl was still sleeping there.

As he looked at her, Qin Yunchuan felt that she must be sleeping much more comfortably than before.

He let out a long sigh of relief.

Qin Yunchuan looked at the girl and raised his hand to pinch her cheek.

It was soft, like a cute little animal. It was rare for Qin Yunchuan to feel pity for her.

His cold thin lips curled up slightly. Qin Yunchuan did not know that he was smiling. He only looked at her with gentleness, numbing his heart.

He had helped her do this. If she said that he was very good to her, he would have a clear conscience, right?

*

Xia Ling had put on a show and pretended to faint. It was the puppet's help.

When she woke up, Qin Yunchuan was indeed beside her. However, this big shot's way of existence was a little special.

He held a military book in his hand and sat beside her bed. He looked at it seriously and quietly.

Beside him, there was a suspicious handkerchief that he used to dry her hair.

Xia Ling slowly sat up and touched her long hair.

The puppet said, "Host, the fiend king has already used his internal energy to dry your hair!"

Xia Ling: "..."

Using his internal energy to dry his hair. was such a extravagant thing done by Qin Yunchuan?

Such a consumption would require at least three days of recuperation before Qin Yunchuan could recover.

Qin Yunchuan: "You're awake?"

He put down the scroll and looked at Xia Ling.

"Yes." Xia Ling looked at Qin Yunchuan.

As for Qin Yunchuan, he looked at her and gradually frowned.