Situ Qinglang couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, after being a soldier for so many years, this was the first time he heard someone say to him, "I'm a little worried."

"What is there to worry about, it's normal for something to happen. It's just one life, both horizontal and vertical, and sooner or later you can't escape this catastrophe. He replied casually.

"How can you say that!" the sweetheart was upset when she heard this, and immediately unfolded a teacher's posture and said earnestly, "If you have an accident, the people who love you will be sad." ”

"People who love me?" Situ Qinglang's mouth raised, "No." ”

"Who, who said that!" Sweetheart muttered quietly, "I'm going to be sad." ”

Situ Qinglang held the chopsticks for a moment, and he stared into her eyes: "You love me?"

"Of course it's not that kind of love! it's not the love between men and women, but I still love you, it's another kind of love. Sweetheart argued with a blushing face.

Situ Qinglang was full, put down her chopsticks, and watched her ears slowly turn red at a speed that could be observed by the naked eye.

He said slowly, "Even so, it's nothing to be sad about. ”

"Who said that, you don't understand this kind of feeling at all!" Sweetheart commented indignantly, "You are too cold-blooded, do you know, last time my dog died, I cried for three days!"

Situ Qinglang's face darkened, and in her heart, her status was actually equated with a dog?

Before he could get mad, Sweetheart continued to give an example: "And when my grandmother died, I cried for a year!

Situ Qinglang twitched the corners of his mouth and squeezed the words out from between his teeth: "Thank you for comparing me, your dog, and your grandmother, so how long are you going to cry if I die?"

"Probably won't cry for long. Sweetheart smiled slyly and said seriously, "I'll put a chrysanthemum in front of your tombstone." ”

"You're dead. Situ stood up clearly, carried her to the sofa, and slapped her little ass twice.

"Oops!" the soldier's hand was too strong, and the sweetheart jumped up with a sad face, just kidding, this guy is really fighting!

"You're just too bad, itchy. Situ Qinglang commented, "Go wash the dishes, you don't have to be helped today." ”

Sweetheart rubbed her ass and went into the kitchen, Boo Boo must be swollen, this guy must be a broken palm!

She was busy in the kitchen, while Situ Qinglang leaned on the sofa, remembering the way she had just blushed, and the softest part of her heart seemed to have been gently bumped.

Sweetheart cleaned up the kitchen, and when she came out, she found Situ Qinglang leaning on the sofa again and closing her eyes to recuperate.

Is he really tired? He wasn't in this way on the previous two occasions, presumably ...... It's a hard job, isn't it?

She was a little distressed, so her heart suddenly moved, and she cautiously stepped forward and asked, "The ......"

Situ Qinglang opened his eyes and looked at her.

"Well, I learned a little bit of massage from my grandmother, can I ...... Unclog the meridians. She pondered the words and stared at his face apprehensively, "So...... Shall I give you a massage?"

Situ Qinglang was stunned for a moment, looking at her pair of white and soft little hands, which were cramped and uneasily tangled, as if saying this sentence had saved her courage for a long time.

"Good. He rubbed his temples.

Sweetheart suddenly smiled when she heard this, and was so happy that she was like eating candy, and hurriedly pulled him into her bedroom: "You lie on the bed, I will serve you!"

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