He said he would not drink, but Qi Qingran couldn't help but drink two glasses.

"Happy New Year, Prince!"

Qi Qingran said.

This is the first year she and Yan Beiming have spent, and I don’t know if there is another year.

Yan Beiming said nothing, but just drank all the wine in his glass.

The two of them were eating and saying a few words from time to time, and the atmosphere in the room was very harmonious.

Lord Yuanbao couldn't stand the two of them getting tired of them and fell asleep early.

After struggling for a day, Qi Qingran was already very sleepy, but she still insisted on staying up to date.

"If you are sleepy, go to bed first."

"No, I still have to stay up to the New Year."

“We don’t have that many rules in our family.”

After Yan Beiming finished speaking, he carried Qi Qingran to the bed without saying anything.

As soon as she was touched with the pillow, Qi Qingran fell asleep. She was so sleepy.

Yan Beiming sat by the bed and looked at her for a long time. He said,

"Happy New Year!"

The next day, it was rare that when Qi Qingran woke up, Yan Beiming was still beside her.

She subconsciously sat up and wanted to wake him up, but then she remembered that the morning court was not available during the Chinese New Year, and she would not attend court after the fifteenth day of the Chinese New Year.

So she lay down again.

Yan Beiming had already woken up, but he was resting with his eyes closed.

Hearing the movement, he spoke,

"What did you do when you startle?"

"I thought the prince would go to court today."

"I am not that dedicated."

After saying that, Yan Beiming sideways and hugged Qi Qingran in his arms, wrapping her tightly.

"It's still early, go to bed for a while."

Feeling the steady heartbeat and hot body, Qi Qingran felt a little uncomfortable at first, but later she gradually adapted.

She couldn't help but drill into Yan Beiming's chest again, but she heard a hoarse voice from above.

"Don't move."

Hearing that something was wrong with his voice, Qi Qingran stopped moving.

However, the two were extremely close together, and Qi Qingran was not intrigued this time, so she soon discovered something was wrong.

She suddenly broke free from Yan Beiming's arms, then turned over and sat up, and lifted the quilt, not caring about whether she would catch a cold.

"What to do? Be careful of catching a cold."

Yan Beiming was about to reach out and pull her down, and then covered her quilt when he heard Qi Qingran say in surprise.

"Didn't you raise it?"

Hearing this, Yan Beiming's hand suddenly froze in the air. After a while, he finally found his voice, with a hint of danger inside.

"What did you say?"

When will he stop lifting it?

So, for so long, she thought she hadn't touched her because she didn't lift it?

At this moment, Yan Beiming couldn't describe the absurdity and depression. He changed his usual light appearance and roared angrily.

"Qi! Qing! Ran!"

Just now, Qi Qingran was too shocked, so she said such hidden words.

At this time, when she heard something wrong in Yan Beiming's voice, she knew she had said the wrong thing and quickly spoke, "Prince, I misunderstood, I thought..."

It would be fine if she didn't explain, but as soon as she explained, Yan Beiming became more and more angry.

"I thought I didn't touch you because I couldn't?"

I originally wanted to shake my head and deny it, but when she saw Yan Beiming's dark eyes, she lowered her head with guilt.

"You are so good."

Yan Beiming said gritting his teeth,

"Today, I will let you see if it is OK or not."
Chapter completed!