Chapter 7: She Saddened Him?

It's already summer, isn't this girl hot and stuffy with herself like this?

Ling Xiao suddenly felt funny.

He stood up, his slender legs stretched out, and he approached Su Linghan with an elegant posture.

But he soon found that with each step he took, the trembling of the man wrapped under the thin quilt intensified.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a smile on his face.

Is she scared of me?

But I haven't seen you for fifteen years, and she not only forgets me, but also fears me?

Ling Xiao's heart without waves rippled.

Inexplicably uncomfortable.

And over the years, his style of acting has become domineering.

That unpleasant feeling was directly manifested in his actions.

I saw him stride with long legs and take two steps closer to the hospital bed.

Raising her bony hand, she tore off the thin quilt that covered her entire delicate body and threw it away.

The strength was so great that even if Su Linghan was holding the corners tightly, it couldn't cause any resistance to him.

"Ah......h

A suppressed exclamation came out, and Su Linghan's hands that were tightly holding the corners suddenly became empty.

My fingertips hurt a little because of the pulling.

Caught off guard and exposed under his nose, she was full of trepidation.

Seeing her like this, the unhappiness in Ling Xiao's heart continued to rise.

He looked at her condescendingly, his lips moved slightly, and he said in a ghostly voice:

"You're afraid of me. ”

Not a doubt, but a statement.

Su Linghan heard the unkindness in his words, and his delicate body trembled with fright.

With his hands around his chest, he hugged himself tightly, and his body was like a boiled shrimp.

His eyes were shut.

If you don't look at it, you don't look at it, you don't see it, you don't know it......

Seeing her like a frightened ostrich, Ling Xiao was stunned.

His gaze fell on the back of his trembling hand that had swollen up a bag from the misalignment of the needle.

The unhappiness in my heart was inexplicably replaced by distress.

The chill around me gradually dissipated.

Ling Xiao leaned down, carefully took her hand, and skillfully pulled out the infusion needle.

The big hand squeezed her small hand and pressed the needle position.

He muttered to himself in a state of distraction:

"You're afraid of me???

You shouldn't be afraid of me...... Even if you forget about me......"

His voice grew quieter and quieter, and by the end it was almost nothing.

Su Linghan closed his eyes and let him do what he wanted, but his words were exceptionally clear and incisive.

That low, magnetic voice, with a touching flavor.

Moreover, she seems to have heard a little grievance that is not easy to detect, and an extremely obvious sentimentality?

He's upset??

The man who is sometimes elegant and almost perfect, sometimes ruthless as a god,

Do you even have times when you're sad?

Listening to his tone, it was she who made him sad?

How can it be?

She didn't know him at all......

Su Linghan was a little confused, but he felt that it was too incredible.

Is there something important that she has overlooked?

She could feel it with her eyes closed, and the man was constantly approaching her.

The hot breath he breathed out seemed to spray into her ears.

A few green threads in his ears moved mischievously because of this, bringing a burst of itching.

The slight itch seemed to go straight to the bottom of Su Linghan's heart.

Success made her little heart beat violently again.

She was so embarrassed that she wanted to escape, but there was nowhere to run.

Suddenly, a slight coolness fell on her somewhat hot cheeks.

The caress that seemed to be out of nowhere, brought a thrilling tremble.

Su Linghan instinctively shrunk his neck as if he had been devoured by electricity.