Tian Lingxin came to her senses a little helplessly, raised her hand to take the water glass brought to her mouth, and drank several sips silently. After feeling that her throat was not so dry and uncomfortable, she handed the water glass back to the extended hand.
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"Thank you for bothering you so much every time." Xingtong raised his head slightly and glanced at Leng Xuanhan who turned around with a cup. For some reason, it seemed that as long as he was around, the uneasiness in his heart was far away.
Like her.
Leng Xuanhan's handsome face brushed with an invisible softness. After putting the back of his hand on the table, he turned back to the bed, pulled up a chair and sat down, then said lightly: "No need.
You're polite, I won't bother you anyway, but if you really want to thank me, I don't mind if you promise me your body, or else, you can marry me."
Promising marriage??
Hearing this, Tian Lingxin did not speak, but turned her head and looked at him, the luster of her eyes dimming slightly, and a deep thought flashed across her eyes.
At this time, Xiao Mo had already returned with several large boxes of food.
"Major General, lunch has been delivered. You and Miss Tian can eat it first while it's hot." Xiao Mo nodded to Tian Lingxin with a smile, and then went out.
"Drink some porridge to moisten your stomach first. If you haven't eaten for 24 hours, your stomach will inevitably feel uncomfortable if you eat other things." Came a calm voice.
Tian Lingxin was slightly startled. Before she could react, a bowl of fragrant lean meat porridge was handed to her. It might have been made not long ago. She could still vaguely feel a stream of heat brushing her face.
A trace of steam rose from the bowl.
Leng Xuanhan stretched out his hand and handed her a spoon with the other hand, "Eat it, don't move the injured hand, I'll hold it for you, be careful of burning it." After saying that, he sat on the edge of the bed, holding his big hand steady.
He steadily held the bowl of lean meat porridge in front of her.
Tian Lingxin glanced at the steaming porridge in front of her. Suddenly, her nose felt a little sore, and a thin mist covered her starry eyes.
In the past, no matter how hard or tiring you were, you could only bear it by yourself. Even if you were sick, you could only endure it by yourself. Except for your mother, when had anyone ever cared and cared for you like that?
"Thank you!" The voice was slightly hoarse.
Leng Xuanhan's black eyes glanced at the girl whose eyes were slightly red, and a soft light flashed across his eyes. He suddenly stretched out his free big hand, gently rubbed the top of her head, and sounded a gentle voice.
;"Silly girl."
In an instant, all the strength that I had endured in my heart collapsed like an endless sea. It was so fragile that it could no longer compete with the words "silly girl". The mist in my eyes could no longer be held back, and turned into tears and crossed the line.
face.
When Leng Xuanhan saw the tears falling down, the hand that was rubbing her head froze. However, soon the hand that was rubbing her hair fell and brushed away the tear stains on her face, and a trace of light flashed across her black eyes.
An unnatural shimmer; "Don't cry. This is the best. Next time, uncle won't touch your hair."
In fact, when a person stays in that cold life for a long time, he will lose the warmth in his heart. Once he is approached by the warmth again, he will not be able to bear it, and the coldness will collapse.
This time... I wonder, is it too late for her to commit herself to him?
After being silent for a while! Tian Lingxin then raised her eyes, her reddish eyes looked at Leng Xuanhan who had an unnatural look on her face, a slight smile appeared on her face, and she suddenly said: "Uncle, I