"Bang ————"

With a crisp sound, the door of the Shen family was pushed open.

Shen Qianwei gasped, didn't care about changing her shoes, mixed with a body of wind and snow, and ran into the house.

He Qingqing was sitting at the dining table, eating quietly, raised her head, and met Shen Qianwei's anxious gaze, looking a little surprised.

"Qianqian, you, you're back." Swallowing the last lump of rice in his mouth, He Qingqing opened his mouth and asked a little wryly.

Shen Qianwei didn't speak, her ears were red, she pulled the scarf around her neck, her eyes burned, and she went straight to He Qingqing.

This sudden formation made He Qingqing even more nervous, and the chopsticks held in her right hand were almost about to be scattered.

"Qianqian, do you want to eat? Qingqing, I'm going to help you Sheng ......"

It is impossible to face the difficulties, in this case, He Qingqing's first reaction was only to want to retreat, stood up tremblingly, and walked towards the kitchen with stiff legs.

Who knows, before his legs entered the kitchen half a foot, the collar behind him was grabbed by the person who caught up.

The strength was so great that He Qingqing's whole body fell backwards uncontrollably, until it hit a solid and broad chest.

"What are you running from?"

Twisting the two beautiful lines, Shen Qianwei's eyebrows were full of coldness, and she looked down at the person with her back to her in her arms, and her tone was stiff.

"I, I didn't......"

He Qingqing picked her fingers nervously, and replied hesitantly for a long time.

The corners of Shen Qianwei's mouth moved slightly, stretched out her slender fingers, straightened out the wrinkled clothes on the back of He Qingqing's head, and gently wrapped the scarf in her hand around He Qingqing's neck.

Suddenly, a mixture of cold and warm breath wrapped He Qingqing's beautiful neck, and the unique fragrance that belonged to Shen Qianwei also lingered in her nose.

He Qingqing was a little obsessed, and her heart was also greedy, and her brain seemed to stop working for a while, which actually calmed her whole heart.

"Did you see the message on my phone?"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in my ears.

The foam ball was ruthlessly punctured by this incomprehensible voice, He Qingqing suddenly jumped away, and her confused expression instantly sobered up a lot.

"What, what's the message?"

"What you saw when you went to my room today."

"No, no~"

Guarding the last line of defense in his heart, He Qingqing turned around and shook his head easily.

However, his lips and teeth trembled violently, and his eyes were also erratic.

"Addicted to lying? Well? ”

Shen Qianwei chuckled undeniably, although the smile was imperceptible, the index finger that wanted to fall on He Qingqing's lips was undisguised.

He Qingqing lowered her eyes and looked at the white and slender finger that fell on her lips, and the blood on her fingertips was extremely thick.

For some reason, my heart was beating faster.

fluttering, as if about to break out of the chest.

"Then, that, Qianqian, are your hands cold?"

"What an elm head!!"

Shen Qianwei was angry, her fingertips left He Qingqing's red lips, raised her palm, and patted her forehead.

The movements are free and easy, and the weight is also just right.

With a palm, He Qingqing felt no pain.

"Let's eat first."

Blink of an eye at the remaining half bowl of white flower rice in He Qingqing's bowl, Shen Qianwei sighed silently, then walked around and went to the kitchen.

In less than half a while, He Qingqing saw that Shen Qianwei came out with a bowl of rice by herself.

As soon as I sat down, I stretched out my chopsticks and picked up a broccoli, and before I could put it in the bowl, I didn't know that the little girl sitting opposite her had a horizontal face, stretched out her chopsticks, and knocked on her bowl.

"Qianqian, I haven't washed my hands when I entered the house."

He Qingqing reminded solemnly.

Shen Qianwei's left hand holding the chopsticks stiffened and blinked, he really forgot about it.

Moving her fingers and putting down the dishes and chopsticks, Shen Qianwei got up from her position, went to the kitchen to wash her hands, and didn't forget to glance at He Qingqing meaningfully before leaving.

He Qingqing pouted, and only when she saw that people were gone did she dare to mutter: "Don't you usually love cleanliness the most, do you say that they are all pretended?" ”

I said that I was still surprised.

The man standing by the sink squeezing hand sanitizer had a dark and black face.

"Qingqing, it's my brother who is back, right?"

The Shen couple made a fuss in the study for a while, and Shen's mother went downstairs to see how He Qingqing's meal was doing, but she saw a pair of dishes and chopsticks on the dining table.

Subconsciously guessed.

"Mom."

Without waiting for He Qingqing to answer, the person who washed his hands heard the sound, wiped his hands with a tissue, shouted people, and walked out.

"Hurry up and sit down to eat, your teacher took you out for a busy day, are you hungry? I cook more, you and Qingqing eat more. ”

"Teacher?"

He Qingqing was biting a piece of meat, and when she heard Shen's mother's words, in an instant, the meat was stuck in the middle of the road, and she looked at Shen Qianwei in a blink of an eye, and followed him, only to see him sit down expressionlessly and pick up the dishes and chopsticks again.

"That's right, my brother is great today, I can do experiments in the scientific research institute with the professors in the city~~"

"So, Qianqian, Qianqian is going to experiment?!!!"

Now He Qingqing understands it thoroughly, so she is still so sad today, afraid of this worry, and lying, isn't it all in vain?

No, no, that's not the point.

He Qingqing, be sober.

The point is, Qianqian didn't go to see Bai Qinshu today, what does that mean?

Imply......

"Qianqian, did you forget to read a text message today?"

Shen Qianwei: "......"

"Actually, I.... I'm ...... today."

"Eat first." Shen Qianwei had a dark face, took a piece of meat and stuffed it into He Qingqing's bowl, buried her head, obviously didn't want to deal with people, He Qingqing had to keep her mouth shut obediently.

Mother Shen looked at the two of them awkwardly, took a cup of hot water with a sneer, and went to the living room to watch TV happily.

......

Shen Qianwei came out of the shower, it was almost ten o'clock, sitting in front of the desk, taking out the pencil in the pen holder, and playing with the pen boringly.

The second hand on the watch turned second by second, which made him a little upset.

Actually, when I was eating today, my mother's words were already obvious, he didn't go out to see Bai Qinshu today, but he was still not sure if the girl understood.

I'm stupid and don't like to ask.

I really can't help her.

In case she already understands, he will take a lot of trouble to explain now, wouldn't he fall into the hands of that girl, and he will definitely show off this matter in the future, but if she doesn't understand it, maybe that girl will think about what it will become, if his head is twitched, he doesn't react, and he is ready to give up on himself, then wouldn't he Shen Qianwei lose his wife and break his soldiers, what's the matter, it's him who is uncomfortable.

It's really trouble~~

Thinking about it, the more Shen Qianwei thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became, and the pencil in her hand turned more and more violently, and suddenly fell into a stalemate.

The man in the chair jerked to his feet and strode towards the door.

Less than a moment later, there was a knock on the door next door.

He Qingqing quickly put on her pajamas in the bathroom, casually ripped off a towel, put it on her head, and rushed out to open the door.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Shen Qianwei standing at the door.

The expression is stiff.

"Qianqian."

"Won't you wipe your hair before you come and open the door?"

Shen Qianwei looked at He Qingqing's still dripping hair, and a nameless fire suddenly ignited in her heart.

opened his legs and went straight to He Qingqing's boudoir, without waiting for He Qingqing to react, he ripped off the towel on her head, and in the next second, the towel covered the top of He Qingqing's head again, only to see Shen Qianwei holding the towel and wiping her hair rudely.

In my impression, even if Shen Qianwei is sometimes indifferent and domineering, and even loves to bully herself, she is still very gentle with herself.

It's the first time to rub your hair rudely like this.

He Qingqing's heart was already as chaotic as playing a drum, so nervous that her hands were clenched together, and there was nowhere to put it.

Her head shook violently with Shen Qianwei rubbing her hair, shaking her dizzy.

"Qianqian, light, light, hurt......"

In the end, he couldn't help it, He Qingqing closed her eyes and shouted out, her voice was begging, like a fine mosquito, but it hit Shen Qianwei's heart.

Shen Qianwei's body was startled, and her hands that were wiping He Qingqing's hair froze on top of her head.

And just like that, there was a stalemate for several seconds.

Shen Qianwei blinked as if she had come back to her senses, and then covered the towel on the top of He Qingqing's head, and the piece that grew out blocked He Qingqing's vision without any doubt.

"I'm sorry."

It was like a voice coming out of his throat, faint and hoarse, and He Qingqing listened to it in a trance.

She didn't understand what Shen Qianwei's sudden apology was.

was about to lift the towel to look at Shen Qianwei, but before she could lift her head, Shen Qianwei turned her back, she only caught his lips, and it seemed to move.

It's like something else.

It's a pity that he turned too fast, and He Qingqing didn't guess anything.

"Qianqian."

screamed suspiciously, but Shen Qianwei didn't pay attention to herself.

In the next second, He Qingqing saw Shen Qianwei's steps staggering a little and walking out of her room.

He Qingqing didn't understand, she only felt that Shen Qianwei's back at this time was indescribably complicated and lost.

Why an apology?

He Qingqing's thoughts became a mess again.

Shen Qianwei walked out of He Qingqing's room, and did not go back to the room immediately, but staggered to the balcony, obviously not drunk, but felt that the strength of the whole body was as if it had been taken away, and it was scary.

Looking into the distance, the gaze skipped the illumination of the streetlights, and it was dark.

The cold wind poured into his body one after another, almost cold to the bone.

But it finally made it a lot clearer.

He knows that his personality is paranoid.

When it comes to He Qingqing, it is particularly obvious.

All along, he thought that it was just a character, which could be controlled and corrected.

However, just a moment ago, when he saw He Qingqing not wiping her hair, he suddenly thought that she had a cold and was not well, and that she would be covered with red rashes if she had a fever, his heart immediately became impatient, became irritable, and was so frightened that he forgot the severity of his actions.

It wasn't until he heard He Qingqing cry out in pain that he suddenly woke up.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he knew it was definitely not just paranoia.