Want to proceed to the next round (3)

Oh my God, this is too tiring, right?

Han qiqing's hands had never been so sore, even when she was punished to copy when she was young.

She felt that it was no longer her hand.

Thinking about the size that she had just confirmed with her own hands, han qiqing felt a moment of fear.

Could she really bear him ...

Now, she was no longer angry at Han Yue for not keeping his word.

Because she finally understood what his worry meant.

Her body did not seem to be ready yet.

Han Yuexu hugged her affectionately for a while before lifting her up and walking toward the bathroom.

"Let's go wash up."

Han qiqing was so tired that she didn't want to move. She felt like her hand was useless.

Moreover, she was only fighting, so why was she so tired, as if she had run a marathon?

She said softly, " uh, that, brother ... We ... Should ... Take it slowly ... &Quot;

She really needed some time to adapt.

Han Yuexu's lips twitched and he smiled.

"Yes."