Although I knew that the young master was different from Miss Qian, I never thought that the young master, who had always been arrogant, could really show such incredible tenderness to a woman.
Shocked! So shocked!
The driver was so shocked by Shi Jing's actions that he was stunned for a moment and forgot to react. It wasn't until Shi Jing disappeared from his sight with Qian Qianqian in his arms that he suddenly came back to his senses and couldn't help but reach out and wipe his forehead.
Shocked into a cold sweat.
"Okay, we're in the room, sleep well now, no one will bother you anymore."
He carried Qian Qianqian back to his room, gently laid her flat on the bed like before, then reached out to pull the quilt over her and cover her up.
He gently sat down on the edge of the bed, his eyes filled with pampering and tenderness from beginning to end.
I don’t know when it started, these eyes and actions only stayed for her, stopped for her.
His fingertips gently brushed every part of the skin on her face, greedily wanting to stay a little longer.
Finally, as if he was worried about waking her up, he took his finger back with some reluctance.
He leaned down, took a small peck on her slightly open lips, and stood up to leave, but the moment he turned around, he was grabbed by the cold hands on his wrist.
"Don't go, Shi Jing, don't go, Wu~~ Shi Jing, don't go."
The crying voice suddenly sounded from behind him, full of helplessness and pleading.
Shi Jing's heart suddenly twitched at this moment, as if his heart had been whipped hard by someone and then poured with pepper water. It was spicy and painful.
Turning around, his eyes touched the person lying on the bed. At this time, hot tears welled up in his tightly closed eyes and wetted his thick eyelashes.
The little face reddened by alcohol was covered with helplessness, and some unspeakable panic was entangled in it.
Quickly sitting down next to her, he held her hand tightly, "Qianqian, I'm not leaving, I'm here, I'm here, what's wrong with you?"
He stared nervously at her closed eyes, and it seemed that she had not woken up, but was struggling painfully in the dream from which she could not wake up.
"Shi Jing, I can't do it. I can't do it. What should I do? Shi Jing, what should I do?"
She closed her eyes and still cried helplessly, her tears pouring out more and more, "I dare not tell you how much I like you and love you. I'm afraid you will say that I don't overestimate my abilities again. I don't want to do this.
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She cried softly, and she looked like she was struggling in pain in her sleep.
Shi Jing's heart was squeezed tighter and tighter by every word she spoke, and every helpless cry she made was like a sentence to Ling Chi on his heart.
He knew how much pressure and resistance he had caused in her heart by deliberately teasing her again and again.
"Silly girl, you are such a stupid girl."
He reached out his hand distressedly and wiped away the tears on her face, but he still couldn't catch up with the tears that quickly poured out of her again.
Naturally, Qian Qianqian couldn't hear Shi Jing's apologetic and distressed words, and was still in a dream, unable to break out.
She kept crying helplessly, trying to find an outlet to talk to, but she could only fumble in the darkness, trying hard to find the light that would allow her to breathe, but all the way down, all she faced was just
dark.
His hand was still holding Shi Jing's wrist tightly, not daring to let go.