For the appearance of sweetheart, Situ Qinglang himself was more angry than happy, but when her soft embrace fell firmly into his arms, this warm feeling made him instantly not want to worry about a qiē anymore, being able to hold her was more important than a qiē.

"Don't cry. He held her little face and kissed the ****'s tears, "What are you crying about, aren't I fine?"

"You're so good! you've lost weight......" Sweetheart sobbed intermittently, "You...... You've got stubble...... It's good to pierce me......"

Situ Qinglang couldn't cry or laugh, and cautiously put his forehead close to her: "Are you still pierced now?"

"I miss you to death. Sweetheart cried and complained, "You said you were busy, let me wait, I waited for a week and didn't see you......"

She cried so sadly, as if she had been greatly wronged, Situ Qinglang's heart ached.

He asked cautiously: "You ...... what I said to Jiaming just now Hear me?"

Sweetheart didn't want to tell the truth, but Qinglang's tone made her too sad, and Qinglang's attitude just now also worried her, obviously she told herself not to doubt him and not to make trouble for him, but she still couldn't help but tell the truth at this moment, nodded lightly, and said "um" aggrievedly.

Situ Qinglang suddenly didn't know how to explain, he sighed and said, "I'm sorry, it's not what you imagined, I just don't want to respond to his question." ”

"He Jing told me that she is your girlfriend. Sweetheart continued, even more aggrieved, as if her tears had burst the embankment, and she couldn't stop the brake.

Situ Qinglang's head turned into two big, and he said angrily: "Did you see her?"

"She's prettier than me. Sweetheart pouted, feeling inferior.

"Whoever says, you cannot compare. Qinglang wiped her tears, "In my heart, you are better looking than anyone else." ”

"Really?" Sweetheart asked, stunned.

"Really, I swear. Situ raised his right hand sternly, "Although you are a little stupid and a little red riding hood, you are very cute." ”

"You laugh at my small breasts again!" Sweetheart angrily threw Situ Qinglang on the bed, but heard Situ Qinglang suddenly gasp, his brows furrowed, and a cold sweat broke out in an instant.

"What's wrong with you?" Sweetheart was startled and quickly got up from him, she remembered that He Jiaming said that Qinglang was injured, and asked nervously, "Are you injured?"

"It's okay, I'm just ......"

"Show me!" Sweetheart tugged at his clothes, "Show me what the hell is hurting!"

Situ Qinglang couldn't resist her, half pushed and half lay on the bed, when the sweetheart saw the shocking wound on his back, he was stunned!

"How did you get this?" she asked in a trembling voice, "you...... You were beaten?"

Her tears fell on his wound, and there was a stinging pain, Situ Qinglang tightened the sheets and took a deep breath: "It's okay, I'm used to it." ”

"Because you fell in love with me, your father beat you? Are you his own child!" Sweetheart's tears fell down, and Situ Qinglang had to endure it again and again.

"Probably not, I'm doubting that right now. When he said this, Situ Qinglang was not in a good mood.

Sweetheart carefully pressed her fingers, and found that some places were beginning to fester, she cautiously leaned up and blew softly: "Does it hurt? I'll blow it for you, do you have any medicine?" ”

She was like a kitten, every gasp tugged at his heartstrings, he stalemate for a week, finally tired, this kind of day he wanted to end early, end a day earlier, be able to accompany her a day earlier, even if he was with her in the cracks.

"There is medicine in the corner, left by Uncle Yan. He gestured wearily to the corner.

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