Qin Tian saw that he was in Liu Cunxi's arms, and before he could speak, his head tilted and he fainted.

An Miaoling felt a strange feeling when she saw the position where Qin Tian's face was touching.

This feeling made her very unhappy!

She frowned and began to analyze.

Am I jealous?

Then she shook her head again and said to herself, I will not have such low-level emotions.

After pausing for a few seconds, she directly picked up Qin Tian from Liu Cunxi's arms, and then said, "Leave him to me. You are injured, go and heal as soon as possible."

After saying that, he hugged Qin Tian and left, his face still showing a calm and cold expression.

The next day.

When Qin Tian woke up, he found himself in a relatively elegant room.

The sheets are white, the quilt is pink, and there is a dressing table not far from the bed.

He immediately thought that this was An Miaoling's boudoir.

Every time he wanted to come in before, he was stopped, so it was his first time coming in, so he couldn't help but be a little excited.

Then he rolled over a few times and sniffed the sheets again.

See if it smells familiar.
Chapter completed!