Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 1483: He actually has feelings

When the bowl of porridge was finished on the seventh day of the lunar new year, Jier took the empty bowl and asked, "How does it taste?"

Chu Qi didn't answer her words, his eyes fell on the back of her hand, it was very red, as if it was burned by something.

He immediately darkened his face, grabbed her hand, and asked tightly, "How did you get it?"

When Jier saw that he found out, she didn't hide it, and simply showed it to him openly, "It was when I accidentally touched the pot when cooking porridge, and I was scalded, but I painted it The medicine is gone, the pain is gone, you don't have to worry."

How can Chu Qi not be worried, this little princess has never done such a job since she was a child, and now the back of her hand is burned red, how can he not worry and feel distressed?

He lightly touched the back of her hand with his fingers, "Does it still hurt?"

Ji'er moved closer, "Xiaoqi, do you feel sorry for me?"

Chu Qi raised her eyes and glanced at her, pressed her thumb lightly on her hot red spot, she immediately hissed and looked at him tearfully, "It hurts."

Chu Qi pursed her lips and said nothing, put the back of her hand to her lips, and blew gently.

The breath from the man's mouth brushed against the back of his hand, Jier's body couldn't help trembling, and a layer of fine bumps formed on his arm.

Aware of her strangeness, Chu Qi paused and looked up at her.

I saw her face was already flushed, and her beautiful eyes were looking at him shyly and timidly.

When Chu Qi saw her wet eyes, she felt dryness rising in her body, and she couldn't help rolling down her throat.

He quickly let go of her hand, looked away, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ji'er, you should go back to the palace, I'm going to rest."

"Oh." Jill didn't protest this time, but responded softly and stood up, "Then you have a good rest."

"Yes." Chu Qi's black eyes slightly closed.

Jill bit her lip and was about to say something more when she saw that he had already lay down.

She had no choice but to take the empty bowl and exit the door.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Chu Qi opened his eyes, not feeling sleepy at all.

My mind is full of Jill's smiles and expressions.

Even, he remembered the picture of Jill kissing him the night before.

He actually felt the kiss that Jier pulled into the bed in Jiqing Palace.

He closed his eyes, feeling even more despicable.

How could he think that about Jill... How could he?

He raised his hand and covered his face, looking a little decadent.

Not long after, Jill came back with a bowl of medicine in her hand.

"Xiao Qi, drink the medicine before going to bed."

Chu Qi was not asleep at all, when she heard her voice, she turned her head and looked at her in surprise, "Why haven't you gone back yet?"

"I didn't say I wanted to go back." Jier blinked, looked at him innocently, then walked over, stretched out a hand, trying to help him up, "You're about to drink up the medicine."

Chu Qi avoided her hand, sat up by herself, then took the medicine bowl in her hand, and drank it down.

"The medicine has been taken, can you go?" His voice was as indifferent as possible.

When Jier saw this, she felt a little sad, took the bowl, and left without saying anything.

Chu Qi thought she was finally willing to return to the palace this time, and she was relieved.

But seeing her leave so obediently, I felt a little irritable for no reason.

Especially when she left, that somewhat resentful gaze made him feel uncomfortable.

He sighed and lay down again.

However, at noon, Jill came in again with food.

This time, Chu Qi fell asleep and was woken up by Jier.

"Xiaoqi, it's time to get up and eat."

As soon as Chu Qi opened his eyes, he saw Jier's little face close at hand, and her fragrant breath sprayed gently on his face.

His eyes narrowed, and his usually cold face slowly turned red.