[Flowing Fire] 113: Does he dare to have an opinion? [Red Envelope]
This kind of candied dates was specially made by Moli for Luoluo, who was afraid of hardship. Without this kind of sweet dates, even if Luoluo got seriously ill, she would not swallow any medicine. She usually hid these as a treasure.
, no one else can touch it
"Oh, we are sisters, we share the same difficulties!" Luoluo looked at her face, which was still slightly pale, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes. An Qing looked so fragile now, like a fragile porcelain doll.
It will disappear if touched
Zimo, how can she get out of your shadow?
You spirit in heaven, help us＞＞＞
An Qing returned to school the next day, and before she even put her schoolbag on the chair, she was forcefully hugged into her arms.
"An Qing, were you not feeling well yesterday?" Wei Jichen looked at the little face of the person in his arms with distress, and kept rubbing his thumb on her pale cheek.
"Hey, it hurts!" I don't know whether it was because he rubbed it or because she was shy, but An Qing's cheeks turned a little red and she looked much healthier.
"Let's go" Wei Jichen suddenly picked her up and hugged her, "It's too noisy in the classroom. You can't rest well. Go to my lounge."
In the shocked eyes of the whole class, Wei Jichen openly skipped class and carried An Qing away as if no one else was around. When passing by the head teacher who was about to come to class, An Qing waved to him sheepishly: "Teacher, I'm sorry, we have something to leave.