When Qing 'er returned to the room with the boiled milk, ah Zhen had already changed into his pajamas and was lying on the bed. His tightly bandaged right hand was placed on the head of the bed, and his left hand was holding a phone and making a call.
"No, don't co over now." He sounded a little helpless. I don't want to be disturbed, Qianqian. No, no. Sister Qing 'er doesn't want to be disturbed either. Qianqian, you should be more concerned about daddy and Xiaomu. Qianqian, I should go to bed. You should rest early too. Good night.
He hung up the phone and heaved a sigh of relief. He waved the phone at Qing 'er and said, " my mother. She said she wanted to co and see our Yingluo."
"You didn't tell aunt Jing Tong about your injured hand?" Qing 'er sat on the edge of the bed and handed him the milk. Her eyes fell on his injured right hand.
of course not. My mother is always so noisy. She can nag for two months over a small injury. Ah Luo said and drank the milk obediently. He put down the glass and saw that Qing 'er's face was still full of worry and guilt. He could not help but laugh and raised his right hand, as if he wanted to touch her.
"What are you doing!" Qing 'er was furious. She grabbed his wrist and said, " be good and put it down. Don't move!
"I'm really fine, Yingluo."
"Shut up! If you don't listen, I'll call aunty Jing Tong!" Qing 'er was so angry.
The young man's eyes seed to darken a little. His Adam's apple bobbed as he said in a low and hoarse voice, " "Qing 'er, is your heart aching?"
"Yingluo, you're talking nonsense." Qing 'er glared at him.
He smiled and reached out his left arm to pull her into his arms. "I'm very happy."
Qing 'er suddenly felt her heart soften. She rested her chin on his shoulder and said in a muffled voice, " "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have distrusted you. Yingluo, I was just using this as an excuse. As for why?"
"I know," Ah Luo pressed his thin lips against her face and said in a serious tone, " I shouldn't have given you so much pressure. I was doing it willingly. Don't bla yourself, I'll have more patience in the future and won't be so impulsive and childish anymore."
Qing 'er rubbed his hair and smiled. "At your age, it's inevitable that you're childish and impulsive. It's fine if you lose your temper and quarrel with , but there's no next ti for that kind of situation last night! You could've run away, but you had to fight with him. What's wrong with you?"
Qing 'er's tone gradually beca stern as she spoke.
they actually dared to bully you, Yingluo. at the ntion of this, ah Luo's tone beca cold again.
"Do I look like I'm that easily bullied?" Qing 'er interrupted him rudely, " promise , unless it's necessary, you're not allowed to fight in the future!
Ah Luo pondered the words "unless necessary" in her heart and readily agreed, " "Alright," he said.
"Good boy." Qing 'er was satisfied. Then, she raised her head and gave him a kiss on his chin.
The young man's breathing beca heavy, and he lowered his head to kiss her lips.
His kiss was a little fierce, so it didn't take long for him to lose control. His left hand on her waist tightened, and Qing 'er's eyes widened. She pushed him away in ti and panted heavily."Yingluo, don't ss around. You're injured now, Yingluo."
He was a little unhappy and kissed her on the forehead again.
Qing 'er laughed and pinched his face. Alright, alright. Be good. You'll get a reward when you recover.
His eyes lit up,"it's Yingluo."
Qing 'er raised her hand and covered his mouth in ti. She smiled mysteriously and said, " "You'll know when your wound recovers."
He nodded his head vigorously, not to ntion how well-behaved he was.
Qing 'er felt that it was funny. She patted him and said, " "Alright, go to sleep."
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