Chapter 4: Does It Hurt Here
Hearing Chen's words, Luo Qingqing remembered that when she went out just now, she found that the room was dark, so she lit the lamp, and forgot to turn it off when she came in, but she didn't expect to be taken by Chen again.
Luo Qingqing lowered her head, her brows furrowed slightly.
Qin Feng didn't know when he opened his eyes again, and saw Luo Qingqing becoming more and more beautiful under the light, looking like he had been wronged.
"Mother, what are you reading in the middle of the night? Still don't let people sleep? Qin Feng withdrew his gaze from Luo Qingqing, and angrily replied to the outhouse.
Luo Qingqing saw that Qin Feng was so rude to his mother, and she lost her good impression of Qin Feng in her heart, although this Chen family was not a good thing, but it was too good for her own son to say.
However, having said that, a loving mother has many defeats, and Chen's girl can be regarded as self-inflicted.
"What are you doing here?" Qin Feng said to Luo Qingqing in a vicious voice.
"Then I'll go out first." Luo Qingqing said as he walked out.
"Stop." Qin Feng shouted to her again.
"Xianggong." Luo Qingqing turned around and looked at Qin Feng for some reason.
"Who is your father-in-law?" Qin Feng glared at him and pointed to the oil lamp on the cabinet next to him, "Put it out before you go out." ”
"Oh." Luo Qingqing responded meekly, walked over and blew out the light.
As soon as the lights went out, it was dark in the room again, Luo Qingqing scolded her mother in her heart, she had to go out in the dark.
She had only been here for four or five days, and she was not familiar with the layout of the room, so she fell on a stool without noticing.
I only heard a clang, and the sound of the stool being brought to the ground and the muffled snort of Luo Qingqing being thrown to the ground resounded in the room.
Luo Qingqing hugged her stomach and rolled on the ground, and when she fell down just now, her stomach hit the stool that fell to the ground before her.
At this time, Luo Qingqing couldn't help but snort a few times.
Qin Feng on the bed naturally heard the sound of the stool being brought to the ground, and his body stiffened when he heard Luo Qingqing's muffled snort at first, but the person was still lying on the bed and did not move.
I heard Luo Qingqing's low cry of pain, and I couldn't help but turn over and look in Luo Qingqing's direction.
Qin Feng got up and turned the lamp back on, and saw Luo Qingqing's body curled up in a ball, and his expression was painful and tightly covering his stomach.
Qin Feng frowned, immediately walked over quickly, squatted down and looked at Luo Qingqing, and without hesitation, he immediately picked up Luo Qingqing and put him on the bed he was sleeping on.
Luo Qingqing was hit hard, and he didn't care about Qin Feng.
She was only eighteen years old, and she was naturally teary-eyed when she fell.
Coupled with the fact that he inexplicably traveled to this broken place, left his relatives and friends, and suffered from the oppression of these people, he couldn't help but stay in tears.
Qin Feng looked at the tears in the corners of her eyes, and couldn't help but be stunned, she had been married into his family for three years, he had never seen her cry, even if she was angry, she was like she was not being bullied, with a cold face all day long, looking like a wooden person.
He didn't know that she still had tears.
Seeing that she was still covering her stomach, Qin Feng sat on the edge of the bed, put her head on his lap, stretched out his hand and tentatively rubbed Luo Qingqing's stomach a few times, and saw that Luo Qingqing gradually quieted down, so he gently rubbed Luo Qingqing again.
"Does it hurt here?" Qin Feng had a cold face, but there was a hint of awkwardness in his voice.
Luo Qingqing looked at Qin Feng with tears in her eyes, and she didn't know if it was an illusion, she found that Qin Feng at this time could be so gentle, and it was completely different from the bad Qin Feng in her memory these days.