The night is dark, and the flickering lights in the glass windows reflect the gentle beauty of the room.

Jiang Qian's whole body was soft, his slender body sank into the soft futon, the beautiful black fawn eyes were full of tears, and his little head was forced to tilt up slightly.

The man's hot kiss fell heavily on her lips, and the two breathed together, and the kiss was inseparable.

The girl's plain white hands wrapped around his neck at a loss, and the tighter they wrapped.

......

Jiang Qian woke up from his dream and sweated profusely.

Outside the window, the sky was bright, and the wind blew through the half-open window lattice, gently blowing away the hot flashes in the room.

Her breathing and heartbeat were a mess, and she stared at the ceiling with vacant eyes.

I can't remember how many times I've had such a spring dream.

What makes her flustered is that the object of every dream is her sister's fiancé, the man who raised her for seven years.

"Shallow," there was a knock on the door, and Lu Qingshi's deep and powerful voice came from outside the door, "Get up and have breakfast." ”

Jiang Qian hurriedly got up from the bed, her legs were still a little weak when she got out of bed, she walked into the bathroom to wash, and saw her red lips in the mirror, her eyes were full of spring water, like a peach blossom in March, where it seemed that she had just woken up, but it was more like being loved by a man, she turned on the faucet, poured cold water on her face, and poured it for a while, until she felt that her body was no longer so hot, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Walking out of the room, where her favorite breakfast was placed on the dining table, she walked over and shouted to the man sitting across the table, "Brother-in-law." Lu Qingshi nodded, his handsome eyebrows looked calm, he had been like this every day for the past few years, he casually put down the medical journal in his hand, "How are you preparing for the neurosurgery exam in the morning?" ”

Jiang Qian was a little nervous, there was a thin layer of fine sweat in her palms, she pursed her lips, "It's okay, it's okay......"

Jiang Qian's level Lu Qingshi naturally knew in his heart, he didn't ask much, only turned over the milk cup on the side, poured her a glass of milk, and said in a quiet voice, "Just do your best, it is your sister's wish to let you study medicine, the internship quota requirements outside the gods are not so strict, I can make an exception for you, but the next internship attitude must be correct, if one of the grades in the graduation examination and professional internship is not up to standard, it will affect your stay in the hospital, don't blame me for not opening the back door for you at that time." ”

"Got it," Jiang Qian lowered her head and obediently received training, the hair on her forehead fell down, covering her gentle and delicate eyebrows, "Thank you, brother-in-law, I will work hard and try not to embarrass you." ”

Lu Qingshi didn't say anything more and handed her the milk cup.

Jiang Qian saw it and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pick it up.

She picked it up too quickly, and Lu Qingshi's hand was withdrawn a beat slower, and the fingertips of the two inevitably touched.

Jiang Qian quickly shrank back as if his finger was on fire.

Xu is her movements were too big, the man's deep and dull gaze looked over, and saw her lowered eyebrows, and the faintly red ear roots under her hair, she couldn't help frowning, "What's wrong?" "No, nothing." Jiang Qian shook his head, and gently bit his red lip at an angle he couldn't see.

He didn't know that in her dream last night, it was his slender and bony hands that held her, from the top of her hair, to her shoulders, and then to her soft waist.

His fingertips were covered with thin calluses, a little rough, and when she cried softly, he would kiss her, and his palms would gently cover her.

Jiang Qian sat there, a little cramped.

She tried her best to drive away these chaotic thoughts, pretending to be calm and taking a sip of milk, but her long eyelashes trembled slightly, "Brother-in-law, my sister and she, are you reacting this time?" ”

Jiang Qian's parents died when she was a child, and her sister Jiang Yu raised her, but seven years ago, her sister fell off the cliff and became a vegetative person in order to save her, and she was unconscious, Lu Qingshi was already her sister's boyfriend at the time, he insisted on refusing to give up his sister's treatment, and even fell out with his family.

"It's still the same," Lu Qingshi's voice was calm.

Jiang Qian was also silent.

In fact, for so many years, her mentality has been very flat, from the beginning of her sister's coma, she cried every day and looked forward to her sister waking up, to the results of every expert consultation that disappointed her, she accepted the blow of hopelessness again and again, slowly, she tried to make herself no longer expectation, no expectations, there will be no disappointment.

Silence suddenly returned to the restaurant.

"It's going to be fine." Lu Qingshi said again, with a faint sigh in his quiet voice.

Jiang Qian raised his eyes to look at him.

He didn't speak again, turned on the phone silently, and looked at the morning surgery schedule, the outline of his handsome and deep facial features, under the relatively dim light and shadow, fell into a bit of a lonely color.

Jiang Qian didn't know if he was comforting her or himself with what he said just now, she let out a "hmm", and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "My sister will definitely be fine, with such a powerful doctor as my brother-in-law guarding me, my sister will definitely wake up." ”

Lu Qingshi nodded, put the phone down, glanced at the dial on his wrist, and motioned to her, "It's not early, eat breakfast first." ”

Jiang Qian obediently put down the milk cup and picked up chopsticks to clip a fried bun.

Lu Qingshi didn't look at her again, and when he retracted his gaze, the afterglow accidentally skimmed the neckline of her nightdress, and the man's handsome eyebrows suddenly sank.

The little girl was afraid that the juice of the fried buns would flow out, so she leaned forward slightly to eat, and from his point of view, she could just see the slender collarbone under her neckline, as well as the faintly undulating delicate whiteness under the collarbone.

She didn't wear a corset.