Situ Qingqing first drove to her house according to his sweetheart's guidance, and then slapped the steering wheel and said, "Oh, I'm afraid my brother won't be able to go home tonight, you see he is also asleep, or ...... You're going to let him get together with you for the night?" Sweetheart became nervous when she heard this: "No, he's going to be angry!"

"Ann it won't. Situ Qingqing swore and promised, "My brother will be scolded by my father very badly when he goes home at this time, and he will be locked up if he doesn't want to be scolded, right?"

"......" sweetheart has no way to refute.

"So, such a happy decision! I'll help you carry him up. ”

"......" where is this pleasant, the sweetheart is speechless.

Situ Qinglang slept very deeply, perhaps because he was not very comfortable, his brows were tightly locked, which was really distressing. Sweetheart and Situ Qingqing worked together to help Situ Qinglang up to the fourth floor and threw him on Sweetheart's cot.

"Emma, I didn't expect my brother to look skinny, and he was all lean flesh. Situ Qingqing rubbed his hands he, "Sweetheart, I'll leave it to you tonight, don't miss the opportunity and don't come again, you must seize the opportunity!"

What kind of chance? Seeing that Situ Qingqing's eyes were green with excitement, Sweetheart couldn't help but shrink her head.

Situ Qingqing didn't say much, and left the space for the second brother and the ** son she strongly identified, and then left, don't be too fierce about the next thing! She hid her face and snickered.

Sweetheart sent Situ Qingqing away, locked the door, turned his head to look at Qinglang on the bed, and found that his face was abnormally flushed, and his hands were also wrapped around his shoulders, and he couldn't help but feel very distressed, and he couldn't get angry anymore with the pain on his face.

She crept forward, took off his shoes and socks for him, dragged her own quilt over him, and wet her own towel to wipe his hands and face clean.

When she touched his forehead, she suddenly noticed that his forehead was so hot that he seemed to have a fever. It's no wonder that he had already drunk so much wine, and suddenly lost his temper so much, it was inevitable that he would get angry.

Thinking that he, a turtle-haired and selfish guy, would be angry for himself, the sweetheart was moved and distressed.

She rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find the medicine, poured a glass of water, and sat on the edge of the bed and pushed him, trying to let him drink the warm water.

"Qinglang, Qinglang?" Her voice was as thin as a mosquito fly, and Situ Qinglang did not move at all.

He may be too sleepy, so Sweetheart put aside the medicine and water glass, went into the bathroom to take a shower, changed into a nightdress, and planned to spend the night on the couch.

She went into the bedroom to get the quilt, and suddenly heard Situ Qinglang's voice cry very softly-sweetheart.

Sweetheart was stunned for a moment, looked down, but saw that Situ Qinglang had woken up at some point, and was looking at her with his eyes open, which scared her a lot!

"You, you, you, when did you wake up!"

Situ Qinglang coughed twice, and the sweetheart hurriedly turned on the light to help him get water, but the bedroom light bulb fell into disrepair for a long time, and finally died today.

"You wait, I'll go find a flashlight!" Sweetheart wants to cry without tears, does this household appliance in this home have to tease her when the person she likes is close at hand!

She pulled her legs and walked out, but in the dark, Situ Qinglang's hot hand suddenly grabbed her, and with a force, he took her to the bed.

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