Having said the words, Su Qiao felt helpless and turned his head Big Eye Roll: "I lied to you and I didn't have any roast chicken."
Forget it, she was meant to keep him safe.
"Besides, didn't I give you all those signs? If the emperor doesn't assign people to you, just take the sign and recruit some people to protect you."
Duanmu Han automatically filtered out the next words, as if he didn't hear it, hugged Su Qiao coquettishly, and lay back on her shoulders again.
"You are not allowed to go back on what you promised."
If you regret it, you will be punished.
Maybe we should prepare a separate courtyard with beautiful mountains and clear waters?
"A gentleman's words can make it difficult for four horses to chase him."
Su Qiao pushed him, but did not push him away, and sighed helplessly.
Yes, she is being relied on again.
This feeling was just like the feeling Qin Mohan had on her in the previous world.
Looking out the window, she pushed again:
"Okay, okay, go back quickly. My father said that you can't let men enter your boudoir casually. Considering that you are an injured patient, I won't argue with you tonight."
I have heard in this world that there is no concept of different seats for eight years old.
Su Qiao, who has never read a book seriously, can only act by recalling the teachings Old Man Su gave her before.
I got what I wanted tonight, Duanmu Han didn't want to push her too hard.
A trace of pity flashed in her eyes, but she still suppressed the thought of packing the person away and finally got up from her body.
"Well, your father is right, men are not allowed in a woman's boudoir."
Although Qiaoqiao is not really stupid, his temperament was taught by General Su to be simple and upright, so he is afraid that he does not understand this.
So what needs to be said, Duanmu Han still has to say it.
He didn't want to be taken advantage of by other people with ulterior motives.
After a pause, "However, I am not a strange man. I am the person you want to protect, so I can come in."
"Otherwise, if I get hurt one day, how can you help me? How can you protect me?"
"..." What did this man say?
Are you not a man anymore?
Su Qiao watched the man in front of him talking nonsense speechlessly.
[Host, you must remember that the closer you are to the villain, the safer you are. Heavenly Dao will automatically assign you to his camp, so that you will not be cannon fodder.]
Now the villain himself wants to join in. Why is the host still resisting such a good thing?
[And host, you have forgotten that his soul is the same as Qin Mohan.]
[What does this mean? This shows that he is Qin Mohan, the Qin Mohan who can't bear to scold you, can't bear to feel pain for you, and can't bear to let you feel even a little bit sad. If you think about it, he's been with you everywhere for so many years, you...]
Su Qiao actually had nothing to say and nodded numbly, "That's right."
That's right.
Don't you just want to have free access to my room?
I really thought I was stupid.
Su Qiao decided not to talk to this liar again tonight.
Grabbing his hand, he pushed him out.
Then...
She instantly slapped herself in the face.
"Eh? Are you poisoned?"
Originally she was just pinching his wrist, but as she was pinching, Su Qiao suddenly felt something was wrong.
"Qiaoqiao can still see a doctor?"
Duanmu Han had a helpless expression on his face. Hearing this, he was suddenly shocked and tried to throw her hand away in a panic.
He didn't want her to know the condition of his body.
... She already disliked herself for being weak.
"I know a lot, otherwise how can I protect you?"
Su Qiao rolled his eyes at him, simply pushed him to sit on the chair by the window, and took his pulse seriously.
Duanmu Han had no choice but to let her do whatever she wanted. "Haha, that's right, my Qiaoqiao is in trouble."
"Sit tight and don't talk."
Su Qiao glared at him while diagnosing his pulse carefully.
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