Until Qian Xiaojue was really about to suffocate, He Lianqing finally let Qian Xiaojue go. He helped Qian Xiaojue, who was weak and panting, to lie down on the bed. He touched her face and said coldly and evilly:
"It's punishment, but it's also reward."
Qian Xiaojue blushed in embarrassment. He punished her by entering the bar and rewarded her for answering well, right? There is really nothing you can do about this man!
"Also," He Lianqing gently smoothed the messy hair around Qian Xiaojue's ears, stared into her eyes and said coldly, "Mao'er, regarding the past, if you really can't remember it, you can remember it when you think about it.
If you have a headache, don’t force yourself.”
Qian Xiaojue nodded: "I understand..."
"Next time something like this happens, remember to call me."
"Then you went abroad?" She didn't believe that he could fly back. What if he happened to go to a far away place? She was not deliberately looking for trouble, but was listing many possibilities.
Sure enough, Helian Qing frowned, but still gave the order seriously: "No matter where I am, I must fight!"
Qian Xiaojue smiled: "Yes, sir!"
When Aunt Qian brought the carrot and pork ribs soup, Qian Xiaojue's stomach was almost hungry.
"Madam, are you okay?" Aunt Qian asked Qian Xiaojue with concern while pouring food for Qian Xiaojue.
Qian Xiaojue couldn't tell whether he was sincere or not, so he just replied lightly: "I can't die yet." She was afraid that she would disappoint her mother-in-law again.
Aunt Qian was startled, as if she didn't expect Qian Xiaojue's answer to be so... ruthless.
Aunt Qian didn't say a word, packed up and left, while Helian Qing stared at Qian Xiaojue with a half-smile and came to feed her in person.
He Lianqing was unusually gentle and patient in feeding him, but Qian Xiaojue felt uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand to take the bowl and said: "My hands and feet are fine, and my head doesn't hurt anymore. You give it to me and I can eat it by myself..."
…"Here, won't he eat?"
"Sit tight." He Lianqing frowned, and the half-smiling expression on his face became much lighter, as if he was serious.
Qian Xiaojue had no choice but to lament, and had no choice but to act like a cat being fed by him.
After eating a few mouthfuls, Qian Xiaojue finally couldn't bear it anymore. Staring at the man's half-smiling expression, he felt creepy.
"why are you laughing……"
Qian Xiaojue looked like she was giving up, as if if he didn't say anything, she would really stop opening her mouth.
"You haven't noticed," He Lianqing put down the bowl in his hand, dug another large piece of radish into the bowl, then mashed it carefully, and then asked her: "Are you and I actually very similar?"
"Like? Where?" Qian Xiaojue touched her face. She was not as dark as him, and she didn't have such masculine features.
He Lianqing reached out and took Qian Xiaojue's hand that was touching her face. He collected her fingers one by one and wrapped them in his palm. He stared at her with doting and helpless eyes and smiled: "Silly cat.
, I mean, in some aspects. At least, you are ruthless towards those you don’t like and are defensive about. But for those you like, you are whole-hearted, right?”
Qian Xiaojue reacted for a moment and finally knew what he was talking about.
She blushed, but did not struggle to take her hand out. Instead, she smiled lightly. Yes, she liked him so much, so she wholeheartedly. And did he also mean that he liked him?
Himself? So he is also devoted to himself?
"Ah Qing," Qian Xiaojue suddenly felt uneasy, she leaned forward a little, squeezed into his arms, and tugged on his clothes, she whispered in a low voice that sounded more like request than expectation, "Don't ever leave me.
