Monster System: Quickly Transmigrate Male God's Favorite

Chapter 455 Bamboo horse is very irritable every day (21)

"Why is it different?" Qian Qiu frowned and asked strangely.

"It will be safer, and the tiger will not be able to catch us."

Qianqiu was a little helpless.

"There are no tigers here, really," she said.

"It might happen!" Xie Zhinian said, "Any possibility can't be ignored."

As he spoke, he piled up things at the door of the tent with a serious look.

He arranged those sundries neatly and clearly.

He glanced at it, and there was still a gap at the top of the tent, no matter how he looked at it, how uncomfortable it was...

There's nothing left to keep stuffing around.

Xie Zhinian felt very uncomfortable, his eyes scanned the tent, and finally fell on Qianqiu in the corner.

Small and soft.

like……

Perfect for tucking in.

Sensing Xie Zhinian's gaze, Qianqiu also looked at him silently.

Xie Zhinian's eyes were burning with a hint of longing.

He wanted to hug her very much.

then……

Tuck into that empty corner.

However, Xie Zhinian thought about it again, Qianqiu couldn't bear to toss, so he could only suppress this impulse.

Xie Zhinian's expression was filled with pain.

I was torn between stuffing Qianqiu in, or removing all the sundries.

Qian Qiu didn't bother to pay attention to the little brother's inner struggle.

She lay on the laid blanket, covered with a quilt and pillow, and planned to sleep.

"You can't sleep like that." Xie Zhinian suddenly said.

When his words sounded, he cruelly removed the pillow that Qian Qiu had covered his head.

As soon as he finished speaking, he stuffed the pillow into the gap.

Qianqiu: "..."

You are caring about me.

Or is it intentional to satisfy your obsessive-compulsive disorder?
Xie Zhinian said seriously: "Okay, it's safe now, you can sleep with peace of mind."

"But I don't want to sleep anymore..."

"No, you want to sleep."

As Xie Zhinian said, he also lay down, pulled half of Qianqiu's quilt over, turned his head and fell asleep.

Qianqiu: "..."

No tiger bites your ass.

But now someone wants to kick your ass.

Xie Zhinian fell asleep.

He tore off all of Qianqiu's quilts and wrapped himself up.

Qianqiu just looked at him quietly.

The hobby of the little brother is really strange.

Obsessive-compulsive disorder, seems to be particularly insecure, super resentful and afraid of death.

She couldn't help raising her eyes, looked at the blocked tent door, and remembered the first time she went to his house.

At that time.

The gates of Xie Zhinian's house are iron gates and wooden gates, and there are many protective barriers, just like breaking through gates.

She braced her chin and thought about it carefully. He seemed to be at home alone.

The parents never showed up, did they?

She sighed, and gave up her plan to kick her little brother's ass.

Qian Qiu bypassed Xie Zhinian, walked to the pile of sundries, tiptoed, and tried to tear off the pillow.

The tent was very spacious, and Xie Zhinian was tall and slender, half taller than his peers.

He easily piled up the tent, and at worst stepped on a stool.

On the other hand, Qianqiu is different.

Because of congenital heart disease, she has been weak since she was a child, and her figure is thinner than her peers.

Standing on a stool now, it would be like giving her an extra leg.

None of them are useful.

Qianqiu gave up.

She ran back to Xie Zhinian's side and pulled the quilt out of his hands.

It was hard to pull out a corner.

Just as Qian Qiu was about to lie down, Xie Zhinian stretched out his hand subconsciously.

He pulled all the quilts back into his arms, refusing to let go at all.

Qianqiu: "..."

(End of this chapter)