Hearing what Chen said, Luo Qingqing remembered that when she went out, she found the room was dark, so she had lit the lamp and forgot to put it out when she came in. Unexpectedly, Chen took it to talk about it again.

Luo Qingqing lowered her head and frowned slightly.

Qin Feng didn't know when he opened his eyes again, and saw Luo Qingqing becoming more and more charming under the light, looking like she had been wronged.

"Mom, what are you reading in the middle of the night? Why don't you let me sleep?" Qin Feng took his eyes away from Luo Qingqing and shouted back angrily to the outer room.

When Luo Qingqing saw Qin Feng being so rude to his mother, she felt less and less fond of Qin Feng. Although this Chen was not a good person, she was too kind to her biological son.

But, having said that, a loving mother often fails her children, and Mrs. Chen is the one who brought it upon herself.

"What are you doing here?" Qin Feng said to Luo Qingqing in an evil voice.

"Then I'll go out first." Luo Qingqing said as she walked out.

"Stop." Qin Feng called her again.

"Ms. sir." Luo Qingqing turned around and looked at Qin Feng without knowing why.

"Who is your husband?" Qin Feng glared at him and pointed to the oil lamp on the cabinet next to him, "Put it out before going out."

"Oh." Luo Qingqing responded meekly, walked over and blew out the lamp.

As soon as the lights went out, the room became dark again. Luo Qingqing cursed in her heart. She had no choice but to go out in the dark.

She had only been here four or five days, and was still not familiar with the layout of the room, so she fell onto a stool without paying attention.

Only a clang could be heard, the sound of the stool being brought to the ground and the muffled sound of Luo Qingqing being thrown to the ground resounded in the room.

Luo Qingqing hugged her belly and rolled on the ground. When she fell down, her belly hit the stool that fell to the ground before her.

At this time, Luo Qingqing couldn't help but hum a few times.

Qin Feng, who was on the bed, naturally heard the sound of the stool being brought to the ground. When he first heard Luo Qingqing's muffled groan, his body stiffened, but he was still lying on the bed and did not move.

Hearing Luo Qingqing's low cry of pain, he couldn't help but turn over and look in Luo Qingqing's direction.

Qin Feng got up and turned on the lamp again, and saw Luo Qingqing curled up into a ball, holding her stomach tightly with a painful expression.

Qin Feng frowned and walked over quickly, squatted down and glanced at Luo Qingqing. Without hesitation, he picked up Luo Qingqing and placed him on the bed where he was sleeping.

Luo Qingqing was hit hard and didn't care about Qin Feng.

She was only eighteen years old, so she was naturally in tears after the fall.

In addition, I was inexplicably transported to this poor place, left behind my family and friends, and had to suffer the oppression of these people. I couldn't help but burst into tears.

Qin Feng looked at the tears in the corners of her eyes and couldn't help but be stunned. He had never seen her cry for three years after she married into his family. Even when she was angry, she seemed to be the one being bullied. She was cold all day long.

He had a face that looked like a wooden figure.

He didn't know that she still had tears.

Seeing that she was still covering her stomach, Qin Feng sat on the edge of the bed, put her head on his lap, stretched out his hand and rubbed Luo Qingqing's stomach tentatively a few times. Seeing that Luo Qingqing gradually calmed down, he

Then he rubbed Luo Qingqing gently.

"Does it hurt here?" Qin Feng had a cold face, but there was a hint of awkwardness in his voice.
Chapter completed!