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"I've always known that your arms are good!" said Eleven grinned with a pleasant face.

"Why didn't I feel it?" said with deep eyes as he stared at her, smiling nonchalantly.

"I'm really hungry. He looked at him with a flattering smile and said with a pitiful face, "Can you let me fill my stomach first?"

Qi Junzhen stared at her and patted the hand that was holding his waist, "Then you still don't let go?"

"Oh. He looked at him with a stupid smile and let go of his hands.

After getting out of bed, he sat up with her in his arms, and then turned around and took a thermos box from the table.

He looked at him so stupidly, wherever he went, his eyes followed him. Anyway, it's just how handsome you look.

However, my heart suddenly rose up to wipe the bitterness.

She had a man before him, and she had a miscarriage, and she still couldn't remember who that man was.

Suddenly, I felt that I didn't have the face to see him, and when I looked at him again, I felt a sense of emptiness in my heart.

He held her in the palm of his hand, but she ......

"What are you in a daze?" Qi Junzhen had already taken out the food from the thermos box and sat down beside her, and asked her softly, "Didn't you say that you were hungry? ”

"Oh!"

Eleven came back to his senses, pursed his lips and smiled at him, and reached out to pick up the chopsticks in his hand.

"Sit down!" Qi Junzhen glanced at her, didn't let her take the chopsticks, but continued to feed her.

"I'll do it myself. Eleven looked at him a little embarrassed, "I didn't break my hands and feet." ”

"Say one more thing!" Qi Junzhen glared at her with a little anger.

Mi Xiaomi's heart was weak, and he stuck out his tongue a little mischievously, "Don't say it." ”

"Eat!" scolded her, and patiently fed her.

Eleven stopped saying a word, and he fed her bite by bite, while she ate silently one bite at a time.

Qi Junzhen didn't say a word, just fed it one bite at a time.

After eating, he took the dishes and chopsticks into the bathroom without a sound.

After a while, he came out again and picked her up and went to the bathroom.

Until she washes up and carries her back to bed. In the process, he didn't even say a word.

What's the situation?

Eleven in a sullen state.

Are you going to have a cold war with her? Don't you want to forgive her?

Or how do you drop?

She had already admitted her mistake, and she had already lowered her voice. Damn, he still dares to put on a face to show her?

Give you some color, you're really glaring at your nose and face.

Okay, don't talk, do you? Cold War, right?

Well, with you!

Hmph, I'm afraid of you!

I'll see how long you can endure it, whether you bow your head first or I bow your head first.

My sister is also very backbone, and her head can be broken and bleeding.

It's all now, and give her a poker face!

Don't talk to me again, don't climb into my bed again, I see if you will admit defeat first, or I will admit defeat first.

He lay down angrily, pulled the quilt, covered himself, puffed out his cheeks, stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide, sulking.

Qi Junzhe came out of the bath and saw her angry and wanted to kill.

He threw the towel on the stool next to him, sat down on the bed in his nightgown, and was about to lie down.

"I was wrong. What are you going to do to get rid of your anger?" a sharp turn, his hands heavily wrapped around his waist.