The corners of his lips can not help but draw a shallow arc, even black eyes are stained with a touch of soft light, the voice of his mouth is more and more gentle, "early summer, up."

Even if his hand was gently patted on Ling chuxia's face, it was a vexed annoyance for Ling chuxia. She frowned and reached out impatiently to grab the hand on her face. Her lips were light and murmured with a trace of complaint: "I'm not bored with you!"

When Che's hand was caught by Ling chuxia's hand, the five fingers held his hand hard. Her hand was very small, very soft, but also with the hot temperature. The temperature was hot to the heart of shiche.

His black eyes drooped, his eyes staring at the hands of the two people. For a moment, his eyebrows and eyes were dyed with infinite softness, as if Ling chuxia was not holding his hands, but his heart.

Although this is her unconscious behavior, he still can not stop palpitation, the heart at the mouth of the heart, bit by bit slowly beating up, his fingers moved, involuntarily holding Ling chuxia's hand, slowly, clasping with her ten fingers.

When Ling chuxia's hand was suddenly grasped by Shi chuxia, she seemed to have a trace of feeling. Her black eyes slowly opened some gaps, and unconsciously looked at the hands held by two people. Her eyes were slightly stunned. Then, the consciousness was like a tidal current, and rushed into the mind. The next second, Ling chuxia's eyes suddenly opened.

Shiche is still here, she How could she fall asleep?

Ling chuxia's eyes were awe inspiring, and his eyes swept over the hands of two people with ten fingers clasped, and his eyebrows frowned fiercely, and his hands immediately pulled back.

When Che's fingers also subconsciously clenched, but only to the air, he fixed for a second, the finger a little bit bent up, clenched his fist, and then eyes light convergence, light toward her, opened his mouth: "since you wake up, drink some porridge."

When Che stretched out his hand in the past to help Ling chuxia up, but Ling chuxia's body shrank directly for a while, avoiding his hand, and sat up with his body.

When he saw it, he didn't say anything. His hand turned to the bedside table, reached for the congee with suitable temperature, picked up a spoon with one hand, and handed it to Ling chuxia's mouth.

Ling chuxia didn't pay attention to that porridge. Her big black and white eyes looked at him. It was still cold inside. She took a breath, and her voice was cold and hard, "when Che, what do you want?"

She really didn't understand. What was the point of his doing this? Did he really think that she would be cheated again? No matter how stupid she is, she will always eat a mat to gain wisdom?

When Che's hand is still held in front of her, the voice is gentle, "you have not eaten a day, first drink some porridge pad stomach."

She was in a high fever and weak, and he had no mind to talk about their affairs at such a time. Everything had to wait for her fever to subside and her body recovered.

This evening, shiche was really deaf. No matter what she said, she was ignored and ignored. Ling chuxia had been oppressed with anger. Now he turned a blind eye to it. How could the forced suppression of the anger be restrained, it rushed up rapidly.

Her anger covered her reason. She lifted her hand and waved the spoon that he held in front of her. The anger made her hoarse voice a little loud, "shiche, don't be hypocritical any more! I don't need your care! "

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