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Chapter 49 He is angry

It turns out that it is such a beautiful thing to be cared about by others. She knew that he was angry and awkward just because she bought too many things and he was afraid that she would be tired. However, she was already in good health.

And if she doesn't buy anything, they will probably have to drink boiled water.

She sat on the sofa, and Qing turned away, not wanting to look at her at all.

Xiang Qinggang took his hand, and although Qing didn't look back, she didn't struggle. "Are you angry?" she wrote in his hand, and she could clearly feel a slight struggle in his body.

Qing said nothing and still ignored her.

This time he was really angry. Xiang Qinglan stroked his forehead. He was very stubborn. Maybe he really wouldn't say a word to her today.

"I'm going to cook," she continued to write in his hand. Forget it, let him calm down slowly. At this time, he should be hungry too.

Looking at Qing Deqing's profile, there was a bit of indifference. She stood up, but was pulled into a warm embrace in an instant. It was so tight that it almost suffocated her.

Qing's lips moved slightly, she raised her head, and looked at Qing's face which was very close to her.

"Lan, I'm scared," Qing pressed his face tightly against hers, his voice carrying some of his rare tremors. He was never afraid of anything, even on that rainy day, when he was about to die, he

There was no such fear, no relatives, no memories, no past, and he was not afraid, but on the day she was injured, he was afraid, really afraid.

"Don't scare me, Lan, I really don't want it anymore." He hugged her body tightly, as if as soon as he let go, she would disappear in front of him and never be found again. Did she know

, when she left just now, he had been standing at the door waiting for her, not even daring to blink. When he saw her carrying so many things alone, he felt so uncomfortable.

Xiang Qinglan bit her lip slightly, feeling her eyes sting a little. She stretched out her hand and hugged Qing's waist tightly. This man had a very strong body and could give people a sense of peace of mind.

However, she knew that he was actually so fragile and scared without any memory.

She patted his back gently, closed her eyes, and there was a little moisture between her swaying eyelashes, moistening everything about her.

I'm sorry, Qing, I'm really sorry for making you worry. I won't do it anymore, I will protect myself, and of course, you.

After the meal, sure enough, Qing's temper was really less and he was no longer so awkward. His anger went away as quickly as it came.

Qing sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Xiang Qinglan. She closed her eyes tightly and had fallen asleep. He pulled the quilt for her, then stood up carefully and picked up a large pile of information next to her.

, she really thought he didn't know, she actually hid some secretly and wanted to wait until he fell asleep before doing it herself.

Picking up two pieces of information, he sat in front of the computer. He was already very familiar with turning on the computer and typing on it quickly. While he was working, there was an inexplicable distance about him. In his seriousness, he felt a little distant.

An indifference that makes people unable to approach.

Xiang Qinglan turned around and shrunk her body even more. The sound of the keyboard coming from the room was very regular. She clutched the quilt tightly and was sleeping happily.

Turning off the computer, Qing stretched and looked at his watch. Three hours, no more, no less, was much faster than expected. He rubbed his neck, stood up, and walked towards the bed.

The room was very quiet, as was the outside. It was already past 2 o'clock in the morning, and everyone had gone to sleep.

He walked to the bed, took off his shoes, and pulled back the quilt on Xiang Qinglan. The other quilt next to him had begun to become a decoration. He held her in his arms, as if he was afraid of her.

As if disappearing again, he reached out and covered them both with quilts.

Her warmth was in the quilt, making her sleep very comfortable.

Good night, Lan, he said sleepily, then rested his chin on her head and fell asleep quickly.


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