An Yi looked at him, frowned and said, "Don't talk nonsense, let's rest." She shook his hand and found that it was still cold and not warm. An Yi was a little surprised, but he smiled slightly and said, "
You’ve slept for too long, it’s better to sit for a while to feel more comfortable. I think you’re tired too, so you should rest first.”
"Lai Qijun..."
"Go to sleep." He held her hand tightly, "I'll watch you sleep." Every time she woke up, she would stay by his bed. Lai Qijun felt sorry for her. If this continued, her body would also suffer.
Unbearable.
An Yi couldn't resist him and could only nod. She was indeed tired and couldn't fall down now. Lai Qijun's body had not recovered, and her father's matter was still waiting to be investigated. There were many doubts about Ou Ze's death, so she had to leave a trace.
Eyes of mind.
Lai Qijun watched her sleeping on the recliner. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, he breathed a sigh of relief and leaned on the soft pillow to look at her. Thinking back to that time, An Yi told him covered in blood that she was not his forbidden love, his
His heart would hurt a little. At that time, he couldn't even imagine that he and An Yi could still get along so peacefully. Now, they are really together, and she takes care of him when he is sick.
Say, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?
He turned sideways carefully, unable to sleep, so he just wanted to look at her quietly like this.
…
The sun shone in through the half-open curtains and fell on Han Ziqiao's face. His eyes were slightly narrowed, and his head still hurt. Han Ziqiao raised his hand to touch his forehead, opened his eyes, and found that he didn't know how to return his own.
room. He only remembered that he drank when he came back yesterday, and then he drank and drank, and then he didn't remember anything.
"Hmm..." He groaned, raised his hand to lift the quilt, and felt a chill all over his body. Han Ziqiao was surprised to find that he was naked! He quickly covered himself with the quilt, and Qin Xue's voice came from his side:
"Ziqiao, you're awake."
Han Ziqiao was shocked and turned around to see Qin Xue holding the quilt and looking at him. Her shoulders were completely exposed to the air. Han Ziqiao's eyes suddenly widened. He seemed to know the woman's snow-white body under the quilt without looking at it.
.
"Qin Xue, why are you here?" he asked her in disbelief.
Qin Xue frowned and said, "What's wrong with you? Didn't you hold me back yesterday and prevent me from leaving? Now you actually come to ask me why I'm here? Ziqiao, have you forgotten what happened to us last night?"
"She looked at him seriously and seemed quite aggrieved.
Han Ziqiao's eyes widened, what happened to them last night...
He thought hard, but his head hurt so much that he couldn't remember at all. He raised his hand and hit his head hard, but he really couldn't remember!
He only vaguely remembered that he was helped upstairs by a servant, and then...then he seemed to see his father, and he really didn't know anything about what happened after that.
"Ziqiao!" Qin Xue grabbed his hand and said with a frown, "What are you doing? Could it be...don't you want to be responsible for what you did to me last night?" Tears shone in her eyes.
, cried and got up from the bed, put on his clothes randomly and ran out.
"Qin..." Han Ziqiao moved his lips, but did not stop her.
He took a deep breath and sat on the bed for a while. When he lifted up the quilt and got out of bed, he was shocked to find the dazzling blood stains on the snow-white sheets!
Han Ziqiao felt completely stunned. Qin Xue... this was her first time!
"Zi Qiao! Zi Qiao!" Han Tian's knock came from outside, "What's wrong with Xiaoxue? Come out and have a look! I see she is crying very sadly, I'm afraid something will happen to her!"
Han Ziqiao suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly got up, put on his clothes and chased out.
When Han Tian saw him coming out, he hurriedly gave way. Watching his son's figure disappear at the top of the stairs, Han Tian's lips curled up into a smile. It turned out that letting him get drunk once was not a bad thing.
When Han Ziqiao chased her out, Qin Xue started the car and was about to leave. He hurriedly stepped forward, opened the car door and pulled her: "Qin Xue..."
Qin Xue cried so hard: "Why are you still chasing me? Let me go! Yes, I'm cheap, I'm stupid! I'm willing to give myself to you completely, but I don't want to know that your heart is really
Without me! Even if I have sex with you, you don’t want to talk to me at all! Can’t I just leave?”
"Qin Xue, I'm sorry..." Han Ziqiao didn't know that this would happen yesterday. If he had known, he would not have been so drunk!
"I don't want to hear I'm sorry!" Qin Xue pushed him away, drove the car and went out.
"Qin Xue!" Han Ziqiao called her from behind, but her car was driving very fast.
He stood in a daze, unable to react for a while. Did he really have sex with Qin Xue? No, no, he didn't mean it, he didn't want to at all!
Qin Xue sat in the cab and looked at the people in the rearview mirror. She frowned. Han Ziqiao was really a cold-blooded person. Even if something like this happened, he didn't dare to chase him out. But she, Qin Xue,
How could she be someone who would give up easily? If he didn't pursue her, she would naturally have a way to ask him to come see her.
Her eyes fell on the index finger of her left hand, where there was an obvious cut. The wound had already scabbed over, and Qin Xue still remembered the pain when she cut her finger with a knife last night. Han Ziqiao was so drunk that he simply
How could he do something like that with her when he was unconscious? But now that she had this opportunity, she couldn't let it go easily.
Thinking of this, Qin Xue turned the steering wheel violently, only to hear a loud "bang" sound, and her car crashed into the flower bed on the roadside. She took out her mobile phone and called her father Qin Yujie: "Dad, help
I perform a play."
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An Yi slept soundly that night. When she woke up, she found that the nurse came in and hooked up Lai Qijun's intravenous drip again. He still did not lie down, but fell asleep half-relying on the soft pillow. An Yi got up and asked the nurse:
"how is he?"
The nurse smiled: "Don't worry, the situation has stabilized. You can give him something to eat at noon."
An Yi thanked her and asked, "By the way, is Dr. Leng here?"
"Doctor Leng just came in for a visit, and now he seems to have something to do."
"Oh." Now that Leng Feijing came in to take a look, An Yi felt relieved.
She stood up, carefully pulled out the soft pillow from Lai Qijun's back, let him lie flat on the hospital bed, and stretched out her hands to tuck him in. When she got up, the nurse came in again, and she said: "Miss An,
Someone outside said they were coming to see Mr. Lai, and they said he was Mr. Lai’s son.”
"Xuanxuan?" An Yi asked hurriedly. The nurse obviously didn't know the child's name. Anyi hurriedly went out and saw Bertha standing outside the ward with Xuanxuan. Bertha didn't like An Yi very much, but she didn't want to talk to her at the moment.
Noisy, only said coldly: "Xuanxuan wants to see his father, Mrs. Ou should have no reason to stop her, right?"