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When Qin Yichen changed the medicine and went upstairs again, the bedroom door was not closed, but was gently closed by the fifth sister-in-law. Through the gap in the door, he vaguely saw her lying on her side on the bed, half covered with an elegant crow-green thin quilt.

, he looked like he was asleep.

Afraid of disturbing her, Qin Yichen opened the door very gently, and his already gentle footsteps made no sound on the thick carpet.

He slowly walked around to the side of the bed, thinking that she was already asleep, and quietly wanted to lie down next to her.

Who knew that as soon as he walked around, he saw her lying on her side, looking like she was sleeping.

She half-covered her wrist that was tied to the head of the bed with a pillow, blocking the view of others. Her other free hand got a not-so-thin black hairpin from somewhere and was fiddling with the tenon, trying to undo it.

Hands/Cuffs.

Unfortunately, the handcuffs were double-locked and the latches were generally immovable, so it was very laborious for her to fiddle with them.

She pursed her lips and there was a slight sweat on her forehead, obviously she had been doing this for a while.

Qin Yichen was stunned, not expecting that she would make such a small move. In an instant, he took a heavy breath, a cold snort escaped from his lips, and his face was filled with deep displeasure.

Chu Qing was not startled by such a sudden sound. She just turned her head. When she saw Qin Yichen standing behind her on the other side of her bed, her eyes turned cold.

Then, without any panic, he calmly put down the black hairpin in his hand.

She looked at him silently, her expression provocative and arrogant.

Those eyes that were filled with frosty meaning seemed to be able to freeze everything wherever they looked.

Qin Yichen looked at her wrist, and saw that the area where it was tied was already a little red due to her struggle, and even had some skin torn, but even so, she did not give up the idea of ​​untying it.

The red marks on the white wrists were extremely dazzling, and Qin Yichen's gaze suddenly became profound and passionate.

He walked to her side, raised his hand and grasped her clasped hand, together with the handcuffs and her red wrist, and exerted slight pressure, the cold metal stick pressed against her hand bones.

, which made her wrist bones ache.

Chu Qing frowned, not understanding what he meant.

"Do you really want to be freed? Do you really want to escape?" Qingyue's voice was low and scary, and there was a cold and gloomy aura coming from him, which made people feel dangerous.

He leaned very low, almost leaning against her cheek, looking at her.

He had only been downstairs for a while, but she had already come up with so many little tricks to get away from her.

She didn't even care that her wrists were scratched, so she wanted to untie this so wholeheartedly?

"What do you think?" The pain from his tight grip on her wrist made Chu Qing not want to sit still and wait for death. When she said this, she clenched the hand holding the black hairpin into a fist and struck Qin Yichen's neck quickly.

.

However, her movements were fast, and Qin Yichen was even faster.

As if he had expected that she would be like this, before her hand could be raised, his other hand was raised and he fiercely deflected her fist.

Then he suppressed her hand to prevent her from attacking again.

Following the trend, the hand holding her wrist also tightened.

"Click..." The handcuffs suddenly tightened, tightly blocking her wrist.

The pain that pressed against her bones made Chu Qing groan uncontrollably.

But it was just a word, and she bit her lower lip tightly and looked at him coldly.
Chapter completed!