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Lisi was held by the queen, and watched Qiao Weihuan half-bow her head, and get up and leave neatly.

When she was in the playground, Lisi recognized Qiao Weihuan's style of acting, which was the reason why He Zhengxiao liked her. But Lisi really didn't understand, why would she give up her knighthood?

Is Dumville, who is no longer a duke, still capable of moving smoothly in the future waves?

Lisi was distracted, and suddenly the back of her hand was gently patted.

"Your friends can teach you a lot of things, and you should learn these things as soon as possible."

After the queen finished speaking, Lisi was stunned.

What does this mean is that she's about to get to the point where she needs to take advantage of these things?

Just as the secretary came in, he held the microphone and handed over the phone: "It's the Duke of Demville." ”

Lisi's eyes widened, she didn't control her reaction, and stood up awkwardly: "Art?!" ”

Obviously, the queen knew about this, and she took the phone unexpectedly, and happily stretched the wrinkles on her face: "She actually thinks the same as you, you have found a very suitable fiancée......"

Qiao Weihuan left the palace and couldn't wait to call back when he got in the car, but Uncle Zhong kept busy. She endured and endured it with a fast heartbeat, and waited until the phone vibrated again, without looking at the number, and directly swiped the screen: "Uncle Zhong, is He Zhengxiao's operation over?" What was the result, the injuries were severe? Will there be any sequelae? When will he wake up? ”

The other side did not answer for a long time, breathing slowly and calmly, followed by a very slight chuckle.

A mellow voice that has not been seen for a long time, and a familiar tone.

In Qiao Weihuan's head, there was a "boom".

The man in the suit in front originally listened with his ears pricked up, but then he felt that something was wrong and couldn't help but look back.

Qiao Weihuan bowed her waist deeply, buried her face between her bent knees, and her slender shoulders trembled imperceptibly.

"I'm going to cry, huh?"

Qiao Weihuan forced away the sour heat that welled up in his eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "What is there to cry about, I know that you will definitely be fine." ”

However, before coming to London, even if the operation was still going on, he had to take a look, and he shouted in his heart that he could live, but he was afraid that this would be death.

Until now, I can clearly hear He Zhengxiao's voice, and hear his long last words: "If you want to cry, cry." ”

Qiao Weihuan finally couldn't control the choking in his throat, covered his mouth fiercely, and a hot drop of water overflowed from his closed eyes.

He Zhengxiao must know what she looks like now, otherwise why didn't he speak for a long time, maybe he was laughing at her......

Qiao Wei didn't move for a long time, and the man in the suit who was driving was anxious, and the mobile phone shook coldly, and Uncle Zhong's voice came from inside: "The young master is fine, send the young lady back." ”

The car drove back to Manchester and drove all the way to the hospital. When the car stopped, Qiao Weihuan suddenly came back to his senses. She glanced at the mobile phone that had not hung up, and then looked at the brightly lit hospital in a daze, hung up the phone directly, raised her feet and walked towards the hospital.

No matter how much he can resist, he has undergone a major operation, He Zhengxiao can't sit up, his short dark hair is a little messy, and his resolute silhouette is also a little embarrassed after surgery.

He Zhengxiao slowly handed the mobile phone to Uncle Zhong next to him, and wiped the sweat from his sideburns with a towel with his other hand, the night under his eyes was deep and quiet, and there were no waves between his eyebrows.

However, Uncle Zhong still wanted to laugh, but he held back, and only dared to laugh in his heart.

Downstairs, Qiao Weihuan hurriedly entered the hall and quickly pressed the elevator button.

On the smooth elevator wall, a vague figure was reflected, his face was pale like a ghost, and his eyes were red and swollen. Qiao Weihuan pursed her lips, turned around to find the bathroom, and after entering, she carefully washed her face, calmed her eyes with cold water, and removed some puffiness.

After looking in the mirror for a long time and thinking about it, Qiao Weihuan simply opened the bag on the water table, took care of the powder, and later swept the blush......

Qiao Weihuan has never been so nervous, more nervous than every time she has to face He Zhengxiao.

The closer she got to the room, the more she could hear her own heartbeat. In the end, there was a hint of closeness and timidity.

Uncle Zhong had been waiting outside the ward, and when he saw Qiao Weihuan, his serious old face relaxed, "Young lady, you're back." ”

Qiao Weihuan stared at the door and said an absent-minded "um".

Coldly slapped on the back, Qiao Weihuan turned around unresponsively, "......?" ”

Cui Chengchuan just went downstairs to smoke a cigarette, and when he came back, he saw Qiao Weihuan standing at the door of the ward in a daze, and now he still reacts like this, "You don't go in?" ”

Qiao Weihuan's soles fluttered, Cui Chengchuan pulled her shoulders and kicked open the door of the ward with one leg, "What are you rubbing at the door of the ward?" Art has been waiting for a long time, and no one will be able to sleep if you don't come again......"

After speaking, he pushed Qiao Weihuan in and closed the door of the ward with a "bang".

Probably to make the patient feel comfortable, the light in the ward was very dark, and the frost-white stars and moon slowly spread on the ground, along with the warm light in the ward, flowing gently.

He Zhengxiao was lying on the hospital bed, his eyes closed, his breathing was steady, and he looked like he was asleep.

As if he hadn't experienced a catastrophe, and the thrilling excitement of these days didn't exist, the air was peaceful and silent, and it gradually made people's hearts settle down.

Qiao Weihuan pinched her fingers, exhaled, walked to the window gently, and closed the curtains with a small movement. She turned up the temperature of the room again, bowed her head to help the man tuck the quilt, and then she raised her eyes, and her dark eyes brushed over his slightly undulating chest, perfectly curved jaw, sharp nose, and finally landed on his deep eye sockets.

Qiao Weihuan bent down in a ghostly manner, and her soft lips gently touched He Zhengxiao's eyebrows.

At this moment, she understood why He Zhengxiao always kissed her forehead and sideburns, and rubbed the tip of her nose with the peak of his nose.

It is a gentler emotion than kissing, containing the cherishing of all steels, and it can invade people's hearts pervasively.

In the past, she couldn't have seen clearly, but now she understands.

From an angle that Qiao Weihuan couldn't see, He Zhengxiao opened his eyes slowly, and as far as he could see, her fluttering eyelashes. The two fan-shaped shadows swayed faintly, like the black butterflies on her neck, fluttering smartly.

Slender fingers ran through her hair, pressed the back of her head, and kissed her lips without refusal.

At the moment when her lips and teeth were encroached upon, Qiao Weihuan subconsciously propped herself on the edge of the bed, for fear of pressing He Zhengxiao.

I don't know when, the other hand was grasped, and the ten fingers slowly intertwined.

His heart was full of his cold and cold taste, and he was about to faint.

No, he didn't fall asleep??

Suddenly, I heard someone knocking on the door, three rhythmic sounds, followed by Cui Chengchuan's lazy voice: "It's almost okay, I'll talk about things when I'm better, let's talk about serious things first." ”

Cui Chengchuan is afraid that the two of them will be in flames, and regardless of it, He Zhengxiao's current situation may not be bearable.

Qiao Weihuan suddenly came to his senses, leaning back, trying to end the fierce kiss, but the big hand behind his head pressed down even harder. She tentatively turned her face, He Zhengxiao's siege of the city was even more domineering, several times the tips of her nose touched, she felt that her breath was about to be deprived, and it was completely difficult to move an inch.

couldn't bear it, Qiao Weihuan bit He Zhengxiao's lip lightly. Listening to his low laughter, the pressure on the back of his head plummeted, and he finally let go of her.

Qiao Weihuan bounced up, his calves were weak and he took a few steps back, and was pulled back by his big hand, and then heard He Zhengxiao's breathing stagnant.

"Got a wound?" Qiao Weihuan became nervous, stood on the edge of the bed dangerously, raised his head and shouted outside: "Uncle Zhong, call the medical staff to come!" ”

The left hand was raised, and the five fingertips were rubbed in turn, Qiao Weihuan lowered his head, and fell into the night with shallow ripples under He Zhengxiao's eyes.

He Zhengxiao pulled her hand up, touched her fingertips with his lips, and said in a thick and hoarse voice: "Huanhuan." ”

Half of her life is like a joke full of mistakes, and her stubborn insistence once collapsed and disappeared, but she can still straighten her spine, for this is the sound.

Qiao Weihuan moved her fingers and sat down against the edge of the bed.

The two pairs of black eyes, one deep and one shallow, how much entanglement disappeared in the eyes of the face.

From now on, there is probably nothing she can't understand.

Uncle Zhong came in in a panic, thinking that something was wrong, but when he suddenly bumped into the delicate atmosphere of the two people, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his eyes. He coughed lightly, and reminded him to see that his young master glanced at him slightly, and closed the door of the ward again.

The doctors and nurses who hurried over outside were confused, "Mr. Zhong? ”

Uncle Zhong said solemnly: "Young Master is fine, there is no need to check." ”

Cui Chengchuan didn't have the ears to listen, so he couldn't stay still and turned around and left.

In fact, there were no people outside in the ward who thought hotly, Qiao Weihuan sat upright, "I'm going to find the queen." ”

He Zhengxiao stretched his arms and patted his palms in the open space at his side. Qiao Weihuan stared at his long knobred fingers for a long time, took off his shoes with his toes on his heels, and lay down lightly. She was careful not to touch He Zhengxiao, only pillowed his arm, stared at the ceiling with a good purpose, and asked softly, "Do you want to know what I said to the queen?" ”

"What did you say?"

The thin waist was wrapped, Qiao Weihuan was afraid that He Zhengxiao would be injured again under his movements, so he obediently turned to the side and got closer to him.

Seeing He Zhengxiao lowering his eyes, Qiao Weihuan nodded his lips with his fingertips.

He Zhengxiao: "......"

Is this a turn over and the whole person is let go?

He Zhengxiao curled the corners of his lips, and his long fingers pinched the soft flesh on her waist, "Huanhuan, are you teasing?" ”

Qiao Weihuan was pinched and itchy all over, she had a lot of scruples, and she didn't dare to fight back, so she had to move slightly, "Don't make trouble, I'm going to get down to business......"

grabbed the big hand on his waist, and was grabbed again, and he was not light or heavy on the bed. Even if He Zhengxiao had just undergone surgery, it was still difficult for Qiao Weihuan to fight back in the face of him.

"He Zhengxiao." Qiao Weihuan simply stopped moving, raised her head to meet his smooth jaw, she licked her lips, "Let's get married." ”

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

Lisi was held by the queen, and watched Qiao Weihuan half-bow her head, and get up and leave neatly.

When she was in the playground, Lisi recognized Qiao Weihuan's style of acting, which was the reason why He Zhengxiao liked her. But Lisi really didn't understand, why would she give up her knighthood?

Is Dumville, who is no longer a duke, still capable of moving smoothly in the future waves?

Lisi was distracted, and suddenly the back of her hand was gently patted.

"Your friends can teach you a lot of things, and you should learn these things as soon as possible."

After the queen finished speaking, Lisi was stunned.

What does this mean is that she's about to get to the point where she needs to take advantage of these things?

Just as the secretary came in, he held the microphone and handed over the phone: "It's the Duke of Demville." ”

Lisi's eyes widened, she didn't control her reaction, and stood up awkwardly: "Art?!" ”

Obviously, the queen knew about this, and she took the phone unexpectedly, and happily stretched the wrinkles on her face: "She actually thinks the same as you, you have found a very suitable fiancée......"

Qiao Weihuan left the palace and couldn't wait to call back when he got in the car, but Uncle Zhong kept busy. She endured and endured it with a fast heartbeat, and waited until the phone vibrated again, without looking at the number, and directly swiped the screen: "Uncle Zhong, is He Zhengxiao's operation over?" What was the result, the injuries were severe? Will there be any sequelae? When will he wake up? ”

The other side did not answer for a long time, breathing slowly and calmly, followed by a very slight chuckle.

A mellow voice that has not been seen for a long time, and a familiar tone.

In Qiao Weihuan's head, there was a "boom".

The man in the suit in front originally listened with his ears pricked up, but then he felt that something was wrong and couldn't help but look back.

Qiao Weihuan bowed her waist deeply, buried her face between her bent knees, and her slender shoulders trembled imperceptibly.

"I'm going to cry, huh?"

Qiao Weihuan forced away the sour heat that welled up in his eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "What is there to cry about, I know that you will definitely be fine." ”

However, before coming to London, even if the operation was still going on, he had to take a look, and he shouted in his heart that he could live, but he was afraid that this would be death.

Until now, I can clearly hear He Zhengxiao's voice, and hear his long last words: "If you want to cry, cry." ”

Qiao Weihuan finally couldn't control the choking in his throat, covered his mouth fiercely, and a hot drop of water overflowed from his closed eyes.

He Zhengxiao must know what she looks like now, otherwise why didn't he speak for a long time, maybe he was laughing at her......

Qiao Wei didn't move for a long time, and the man in the suit who was driving was anxious, and the mobile phone shook coldly, and Uncle Zhong's voice came from inside: "The young master is fine, send the young lady back." ”

The car drove back to Manchester and drove all the way to the hospital. When the car stopped, Qiao Weihuan suddenly came back to his senses. She glanced at the mobile phone that had not hung up, and then looked at the brightly lit hospital in a daze, hung up the phone directly, raised her feet and walked towards the hospital.

No matter how much he can resist, he has undergone a major operation, He Zhengxiao can't sit up, his short dark hair is a little messy, and his resolute silhouette is also a little embarrassed after surgery.

He Zhengxiao slowly handed the mobile phone to Uncle Zhong next to him, and wiped the sweat from his sideburns with a towel with his other hand, the night under his eyes was deep and quiet, and there were no waves between his eyebrows.

However, Uncle Zhong still wanted to laugh, but he held back, and only dared to laugh in his heart.

Downstairs, Qiao Weihuan hurriedly entered the hall and quickly pressed the elevator button.

On the smooth elevator wall, a vague figure was reflected, his face was pale like a ghost, and his eyes were red and swollen. Qiao Weihuan pursed her lips, turned around to find the bathroom, and after entering, she carefully washed her face, calmed her eyes with cold water, and removed some puffiness.

After looking in the mirror for a long time and thinking about it, Qiao Weihuan simply opened the bag on the water table, took care of the powder, and later swept the blush......

Qiao Weihuan has never been so nervous, more nervous than every time she has to face He Zhengxiao.

The closer she got to the room, the more she could hear her own heartbeat. In the end, there was a hint of closeness and timidity.

Uncle Zhong had been waiting outside the ward, and when he saw Qiao Weihuan, his serious old face relaxed, "Young lady, you're back." ”

Qiao Weihuan stared at the door and said an absent-minded "um".

Coldly slapped on the back, Qiao Weihuan turned around unresponsively, "......?" ”

Cui Chengchuan just went downstairs to smoke a cigarette, and when he came back, he saw Qiao Weihuan standing at the door of the ward in a daze, and now he still reacts like this, "You don't go in?" ”

Qiao Weihuan's soles fluttered, Cui Chengchuan pulled her shoulders and kicked open the door of the ward with one leg, "What are you rubbing at the door of the ward?" Art has been waiting for a long time, and no one will be able to sleep if you don't come again......"

After speaking, he pushed Qiao Weihuan in and closed the door of the ward with a "bang".

Probably to make the patient feel comfortable, the light in the ward was very dark, and the frost-white stars and moon slowly spread on the ground, along with the warm light in the ward, flowing gently.

He Zhengxiao was lying on the hospital bed, his eyes closed, his breathing was steady, and he looked like he was asleep.

As if he hadn't experienced a catastrophe, and the thrilling excitement of these days didn't exist, the air was peaceful and silent, and it gradually made people's hearts settle down.

Qiao Weihuan pinched her fingers, exhaled, walked to the window gently, and closed the curtains with a small movement. She turned up the temperature of the room again, bowed her head to help the man tuck the quilt, and then she raised her eyes, and her dark eyes brushed over his slightly undulating chest, perfectly curved jaw, sharp nose, and finally landed on his deep eye sockets.

Qiao Weihuan bent down in a ghostly manner, and her soft lips gently touched He Zhengxiao's eyebrows.

At this moment, she understood why He Zhengxiao always kissed her forehead and sideburns, and rubbed the tip of her nose with the peak of his nose.

It is a gentler emotion than kissing, containing the cherishing of all steels, and it can invade people's hearts pervasively.

In the past, she couldn't have seen clearly, but now she understands.

From an angle that Qiao Weihuan couldn't see, He Zhengxiao opened his eyes slowly, and as far as he could see, her fluttering eyelashes. The two fan-shaped shadows swayed faintly, like the black butterflies on her neck, fluttering smartly.

Slender fingers ran through her hair, pressed the back of her head, and kissed her lips without refusal.

At the moment when her lips and teeth were encroached upon, Qiao Weihuan subconsciously propped herself on the edge of the bed, for fear of pressing He Zhengxiao.

I don't know when, the other hand was grasped, and the ten fingers slowly intertwined.

His heart was full of his cold and cold taste, and he was about to faint.

No, he didn't fall asleep??

Suddenly, I heard someone knocking on the door, three rhythmic sounds, followed by Cui Chengchuan's lazy voice: "It's almost okay, I'll talk about things when I'm better, let's talk about serious things first." ”

Cui Chengchuan is afraid that the two of them will be in flames, and regardless of it, He Zhengxiao's current situation may not be bearable.

Qiao Weihuan suddenly came to his senses, leaning back, trying to end the fierce kiss, but the big hand behind his head pressed down even harder. She tentatively turned her face, He Zhengxiao's siege of the city was even more domineering, several times the tips of her nose touched, she felt that her breath was about to be deprived, and it was completely difficult to move an inch.

couldn't bear it, Qiao Weihuan bit He Zhengxiao's lip lightly. Listening to his low laughter, the pressure on the back of his head plummeted, and he finally let go of her.

Qiao Weihuan bounced up, his calves were weak and he took a few steps back, and was pulled back by his big hand, and then heard He Zhengxiao's breathing stagnant.

"Got a wound?" Qiao Weihuan became nervous, stood on the edge of the bed dangerously, raised his head and shouted outside: "Uncle Zhong, call the medical staff to come!" ”

The left hand was raised, and the five fingertips were rubbed in turn, Qiao Weihuan lowered his head, and fell into the night with shallow ripples under He Zhengxiao's eyes.

He Zhengxiao pulled her hand up, touched her fingertips with his lips, and said in a thick and hoarse voice: "Huanhuan." ”

Half of her life is like a joke full of mistakes, and her stubborn insistence once collapsed and disappeared, but she can still straighten her spine, for this is the sound.

Qiao Weihuan moved her fingers and sat down against the edge of the bed.

The two pairs of black eyes, one deep and one shallow, how much entanglement disappeared in the eyes of the face.

From now on, there is probably nothing she can't understand.

Uncle Zhong came in in a panic, thinking that something was wrong, but when he suddenly bumped into the delicate atmosphere of the two people, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his eyes. He coughed lightly, and reminded him to see that his young master glanced at him slightly, and closed the door of the ward again.

The doctors and nurses who hurried over outside were confused, "Mr. Zhong? ”

Uncle Zhong said solemnly: "Young Master is fine, there is no need to check." ”

Cui Chengchuan didn't have the ears to listen, so he couldn't stay still and turned around and left.

In fact, there were no people outside in the ward who thought hotly, Qiao Weihuan sat upright, "I'm going to find the queen." ”

He Zhengxiao stretched his arms and patted his palms in the open space at his side. Qiao Weihuan stared at his long knobred fingers for a long time, took off his shoes with his toes on his heels, and lay down lightly. She was careful not to touch He Zhengxiao, only pillowed his arm, stared at the ceiling with a good purpose, and asked softly, "Do you want to know what I said to the queen?" ”

"What did you say?"

The thin waist was wrapped, Qiao Weihuan was afraid that He Zhengxiao would be injured again under his movements, so he obediently turned to the side and got closer to him.

Seeing He Zhengxiao lowering his eyes, Qiao Weihuan nodded his lips with his fingertips.

He Zhengxiao: "......"

Is this a turn over and the whole person is let go?

He Zhengxiao curled the corners of his lips, and his long fingers pinched the soft flesh on her waist, "Huanhuan, are you teasing?" ”

Qiao Weihuan was pinched and itchy all over, she had a lot of scruples, and she didn't dare to fight back, so she had to move slightly, "Don't make trouble, I'm going to get down to business......"

grabbed the big hand on his waist, and was grabbed again, and he was not light or heavy on the bed. Even if He Zhengxiao had just undergone surgery, it was still difficult for Qiao Weihuan to fight back in the face of him.

"He Zhengxiao." Qiao Weihuan simply stopped moving, raised her head to meet his smooth jaw, she licked her lips, "Let's get married." ”

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