Chapter 107: Let's Make Peace
His big warm hand grabbed her hand, causing Song Xingran's fingertips to tremble slightly.
"Really?"
Just rub it?
"Lu Qingchen, I told you that I was naΓ―ve, don't lie to me."
The tone of warning has a posture that if you lie to me, I will kill you.
reveals her arrogant temperament in the past.
Lu Qingchen held her hand and squeezed it in his hand, it was soft and comfortable.
"Hmm."
He replied in a low voice, Lu Qingchen at this moment was extremely docile.
Song Xingran saw that he was in uncomfortable pain, and naturally felt uncomfortable, she stood behind him and gently rubbed the position of his temples.
She rubs it like this when she watches TV, it should be like this, right?
As for the technique, she really doesn't understand, so let's just come.
Her soft fingers pressed against his head, rubbing it in an irregular manner, sometimes light and sometimes heavy.
But Lu Qingchen really felt very comfortable.
The pain passed away little by little, and the faint fragrance on her body made him very nostalgic.
Tang Wanwan and Ning Xiaoxiao saw this scene, and their mouths opened wide.
"Damn! Are these two openly showing affection? It's too indiscriminate, isn't it? β
Tang Wanwan looked angry.
She originally wanted to come to see Song Xingran's jokes today, who knows, she ate a belly of dog food?!
Ning Xiaoxiao on the side folded her hands, her fingers clasped, and she looked like a nymphomaniac.
"I really envy Song Xingran, why did you say she met such a handsome and excellent man? It's just the male god of my dreams. β
She also admitted to eating dog food.
If only she could be with Lu Qingchen, she would be able to smile at her...... She was willing to die.
But Song Xingran is still not satisfied, and broke up?
has such a boyfriend, what kind of hands do you have to break up, you have to stick to it every day?
Suddenly, Ning Xiaoxiao's head was knocked on by Tang Wanwan.
"Stop daydreaming, Lu Qingchen can't fall in love with you."
"It's annoying to walk away."
With that, Tang Wanwan picked up her bag and got up to check out.
Ning Xiaoxiao shook her head with a sigh.
reluctantly followed Tang Wanwan away.
Song Xingran rubbed Lu Qingchen for a while, and she kneaded it very seriously, so that her fingers were a little sore.
"Are you feeling better?"
She thought, if it doesn't work, go to the hospital.
Lu Qingchen suddenly pressed her hand, and the warm touch came, and Song Xingran was stunned for a moment.
"Much better."
"Really?"
Song Xingran was a little unconvinced.
She's not a child, so easy to be deceived.
She's not a doctor, so she just pressed a few times, and it's fine?
Lu Qingchen seemed to know that she didn't believe it, stood up, looked at her seriously, and said self-deprecatingly: "Dye, you are medicine." β
As long as you're there, it doesn't hurt.
Song Xingran was immediately stunned.
She looked at the man's handsome face, and suddenly felt that something exploded in her heart.
My eyes are sore, and I want to cry.
Grandpa Lu and Dr. Yang didn't lie to her.
He was sick for her, not the same as he had been four years ago.
Four years ago, he hurt her because of his inner paranoia and possessiveness that was so strong that it was almost perverted.
And this time, he chose to hurt himself.
I don't know where the courage came from, Song Xingran suddenly threw himself into the man's arms and hugged his waist.
As always.
Lu Qingchen's body stiffened slightly, as if he didn't expect her to be like this suddenly.
He hugged the baby in his arms with great affection.
Just listened, the girl in her arms sniffed and said, "Lu Qingchen, let's make peace." β