Chapter 108: The Iron Box and Love Letters

"I'm not playing, I'm not playing." After playing chess with Zhao Xue so many times, He Guodong has never won once.

This is the first time in a long time that He Guodong has decided to give up playing chess so actively, He Qing looked at He Mu who was playing with Xiaobao in the yard, and suddenly seemed to understand something.

He Qing and Zhao Xue didn't go back at night, and they all said hello to Zhao Xiaogu before coming.

Before He Qing returned to the room, he took Xiaobao back to the room where she used to live, but was stopped by He Mu on the way: "Give it to me, I have slept with Xiaobao for the past two days, I have even raised you so much, and it is no problem to take a child." ”

Mother He was afraid that He Qing would not agree.

"It's been a long time since I've slept with Xiaobao in my arms."

"Don't you still have Zhao Ze? I'll go first. He Qing suddenly found that his arms were empty, and He Mu had already taken Xiaobao away.

In the end, only one person returned to the room.

Zhao Ze looked behind He Qing and said, "Xiaobao was taken away by his grandmother?" ”

"Hmm." He Qing is still a little unwilling to think about it now, if he moves faster, He Mu will not take Xiaobao away if he doesn't move.

"Okay, haven't you had enough of it?" Zhao Xue couldn't help but be a little amused when he saw He Qing standing there with his mouth flat like a duck.

"I didn't have enough of it." He Qing Nunu mouthed, still looking a little unhappy, Zhao Zhi took He Qing's hand and asked her to stand on the side of the bed, while he sat on the bed.

He spread his legs apart, He Qing's calves were sandwiched inside, and he looked up at He Qing in the yellow light, and his eyes were a little too good-looking.

Zhao Ze's nice voice exploded in He Qing's ears: "Don't you have me now?" If you want to sleep with a hug, hug me, huh? ”

Zhao Ze's voice was gentle, and the words he said made He Qing's ears couldn't help but burn, how could she not find out that Zhao Ze seemed to be a person who could say such things before.

She pushed Zhao Xue with her hand: "What do you say, who wants to sleep with you?" ”

"Who else do you say, don't you sleep with me in your arms every night?" Zhao Ze's eyes were full of smiles, He Qing didn't sleep with him before, Zhao Ze took the initiative to sleep with He Qing, but later he got used to it, he didn't hold He Qing, He Qing would take the initiative to roll into Zhao Ze's arms, and hold him tightly between his legs.

Of course, He Qing knew that what Zhao Xue said was the truth, but it was impossible for her to admit such a thing: "I won't, you let go of me, I'm going to sleep." ”

Zhao Ze didn't play a scoundrel with He Qing this time, and directly and generously let go of He Qing.

He Qing's room had a window that opened to the outside, it was winter, and it was impossible to fall asleep with the window open at night, so while He Qing was making the bed, Zhao Xue went to close the door.

Suddenly saw an iron box under He Qing's window, out of curiosity Zhao Ze picked it up and looked at it, there was no protection on it, he just gently opened the things inside and completely presented it in front of Zhao Ze.

Those colorful papers have some beautiful fonts written on them, and at first glance they are not written by He Qing, a person who can't write.

Zhao Ze glanced at He Qing, who was still concentrating on fighting with the sheets, and decided to take a look, even if there was really anything, it was all in the past, and it didn't matter at all.

Zhao Ze said this to himself, and then quickly picked up a pink note, and after looking at the detailed content on it, Zhao Ze realized that he seemed to overestimate his self-control.

There is only a short line of words on it: The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy!

Who gave such a note to He Qing, when was it given to He Qing, and can He Qing understand the deep affection hidden on it?

Zhao Ze now has a lot of questions in his heart that he wants to ask, but he can't say anything the moment he sees He Qing.

He Qing had made the bed, but Zhao Ze was standing at the window, and the window was halfway closed, and Zhao Ze looked at something in his hand.

He Qing was suddenly a little unhappy, something was so good-looking, so that Zhao Ze was not even in a hurry to sleep.

"What are you looking at?" He Qing interrupted Zhao Ze's own brain supplement, thinking of the last time they said that no matter what they would tell each other, Zhao Ze still decided to ask He Qing.

"Who gave you this?"

"Huh?" If these things were He Qing's, it would have been many years ago, and she herself had forgotten who gave these things, how could she answer the question of Linkun in the upper paragraph.

"I'll see." He Qing hadn't had time to take a good look at the things in this room, and when he heard Zhao Ze ask, he was also very curious about what it was.

So after getting up from the bed and seeing the thing in Zhao Ze's hand, she didn't know how to answer Zhao Ze's question, because she didn't know whose thing it was.

"I don't know what it is, but there are words on it, and it must not be my own." Although He Qing doesn't know much about words, looking at the words on it, it should be relatively good-looking, and it is definitely not written by her.

So who gave it to her?

He Qing was not impressed at all.

Zhao Ze didn't look like he was joking when he saw He Qing's distressed look, maybe He Qing really couldn't remember it.

But there are more than these notes in this box, and there are many that he doesn't know how he patiently read these things, and the things in them are all expressions of his secret love for He Qing, but this person may not have a good brain, and he doesn't know that He Qing doesn't know how to read at all.

It is also possible that this person just knew that He Qing didn't know how to write these things.

But no matter what this person thinks in his heart, Zhao Xue can't keep these notes when He Qing is learning to write, in case one day He Qing knows how to write, then she knows what these mean, in case she remembers who gave this one.

Didn't he plant a time bomb between him and He Qing?

"You don't know who sent these things, I'll throw them away for you." Zhao Xue said very casually, and after speaking, he also paid attention to He Qing's expression, and by the way, he tested whether He Qing really forgot or fakely forgot.

As a result, He Qing didn't even raise his head, and said casually: "Then you can throw it away." ”

Anyway, she doesn't know the words on it, and she doesn't know what is in the heart of the person who sent this to her, so if she has time to write this, she might as well think about sending something useful.

If the person who sent the thing knew that He Qing thought so in his heart, maybe he could come back angrily and snatch the thing back.