"There is nothing that hurts me more than your tears, so stop crying. If you don't cry, I will be fine."

Ninghuan stopped talking, but instead wiped away the tears from her cheeks with strength. She didn't want him to hurt anymore.

Then, Ninghuan took the initiative to tiptoe and put her ear on his left chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat... Such heartbeats could make her feel at ease.

Quan Shaocheng looked at the little woman who was taking the initiative in his arms, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, hugging Ninghuan very tightly.

"Lying down and rest, I'll prepare breakfast for you." Ninghuan raised her little head from his arms, and then smiled at Quan Shaocheng.

"The servants will do these things, and you don't need to do it."

"Today I want to prepare breakfast for you! I have to handle all your three meals a day until you are well! If Young Master Quan feels sorry for me, then you have to get better as soon as possible!"

Quan Shaocheng reached out and pinched the tip of her nose, "There are more and more bad intentions. Now you dare to put a trap on me?"

"Mr. Quan is so powerful, how dare I set up a trap for Mr. Quan! But the kitchen smoke is very powerful, and I heard it is not good for the health." After the words came, Ning Huan blinked his beautiful eyes at Mr. Quan.

Quan Shaocheng really convinced her. He used this method to force him to pay attention to the wound and cooperate with the treatment. This little woman was really spending more and more on him.

Ninghuan was always smiling. After letting Quan Shaocheng lie on the bed again, she quickly washed and changed into clean clothes, and then ran downstairs immediately...

Downstairs, in the bedroom.

Qianchou was sleeping in a daze. Because of the injury and taking medicine, she was already sore all over.xdw8

She opened her eyes slightly and saw a handsome face that came into her eyes...

Qianchou was so scared that she almost screamed. She stared at the assassin who was sleeping beside her in surprise. She thought she had read it wrong for a while! Qianchou rubbed her eyes and was sure that she was not the one who saw it wrong, and she was even more shocked.

What is this? Why did he sleep in her bed? Didn’t he leave yesterday? When did he come in?

A lot of questions about assassination formed in Qianchou's mind...

The room was still very cold, and the assassination curled up like a shrimp. He just slept with his clothes last night, not even covering his quilt?

Qianchou shook his head helplessly, not knowing why assassinated slept with her, but seeing the trembling assassination, Qianchou covered his quilt on the assassin.

It was precisely because of this action that I was shocked by the assassination in my sleep. I opened my eyes instantly and my sleepiness was swept away.

Qianchou was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do. He quickly turned his head away and didn't dare to look at him.

"It's morning, Qianchou. Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to eat something? How about the wound? Show me!" Assassin immediately sat upright, and he was concerned about it and prepared to relieve Qianchou's clothes.

But the next second, Qianchou kicked away the assassination.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you angry?"

"Don't, don't untie my clothes. My wound is fine, I'm not angry." Qianchou bit his lower lip awkwardly, his ears turned red. Her wound was on his chest. How should he show him?

"Do you want something to eat? I'll ask someone to prepare."

"No need." Qianchou shook his head, "I have a question to ask you."

"We don't have that much attention. Just ask whatever you want, and you know everything you know."

"Why are you sleeping in my bed?" Qianchou looked at the assassination and told her the question that troubled her.

"I'm not worried about you, I'm worried that you will not sleep well at night because of the pain."

"Yes, that's right." Qianchou breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that she was thinking too much. Qianchou wanted to wake up her. What was she thinking?

Assassination got up, found a pillow for Qianchou, and made her feel more comfortable, and said again: "I want to chase you, and I must take the attitude of chasing you."

"What, what?!" Qianchou stared at the assassination in shock.

"I said, I want to chase you."

"You...you..." Qianchou couldn't say a word.

The assassination smiled instantly and showed his big white teeth, "I feel unbelievable? But I have liked you for a long time."

This sudden confession caught Qianchou off guard.

"You may not like me, you may continue to think of him, but you cannot stop me from like you."

"Stop talking!" Qianchou immediately stopped the assassination, "I have already felt good in my heart, and there is no one else again! Thank you for your love assassination!"

"Qianchou, I allow you to have a heart of good health. You can treasure this man in your heart for the rest of your life, but don't alienate me, don't stay away from me, I... are all you here." As he said that, he assassinated and patted the position of his left chest.

Qianchou was stunned for a moment, unable to say anything, but just lowered his head and shook his head desperately...

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong" The bedroom door was suddenly knocked.

"I'll open the door first." Assassination kissed Qianchou off guard on the forehead, and then walked towards the door.

Qianchou lowered his eyes, and the door of his heart seemed to have been knocked several times. A man named Assassin was standing outside her heart, as if he would break in the next second.

She just felt her heart beating...

During the breakfast time, he cared about Qianchou throughout the assassination. He had already remembered clearly what Qianchou liked to eat and what he didn't like to eat over the years.

After breakfast, assassination was discussed with Quan Shaocheng and Leng Xinnan, and Qianchou found Ninghuan alone.

"Ninghuan." Qianchou stood at the door of the bedroom, looking at Ninghuan who was folding clothes for Quan Shaocheng.

"Qianchou, why have you got out of bed? Didn't you say you need a good rest?"

"I want to ask you something." Qianchou looked at Ninghuan and bit his lower lip, as if he was in a dilemma.

Ninghuan immediately packed up her clothes, then looked up at Qianchou, pulled Qianchou to sit in the sofa on one side, "Ask!"

"What does it feel like to like someone? Ninghuan, I thought my heart was dead at one point, but it still beats violently. The feeling was too violent and it scared me."

"If you like someone... you will worry about him and want to accompany him. Even if you die, you won't feel scared as long as you have him around you."

Qianchou's expression changed instantly, and her little hands couldn't help but hold them tightly...

"Qianchou..." Ninghuan discovered her subtle changes. I guess she had just said that it was Qianchou's heart?

"My wound suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, so I'll go to rest first."

"Yes." Ninghuan nodded, "I'll help you back!"

"No, I can."

Ninghuan did not keep up with her stubbornly. She knew very well that Qianchou wanted to be calm alone now, because what she said just now must have been in Qianchou's heart.

The moment the door of the master bedroom opened, Qianchou saw the assassination that was rushing to come.

"Assassination..."

"I heard from the servant that you went upstairs. Didn't I ask you to have a good rest? Why are you running around again?" After the assassination, he hugged Qianchou and then hugged her and walked downstairs.

Quan Shaocheng stepped into the bedroom and then pulled Ninghuan directly in front of him.

"Do you miss me?"

"It's only been one hour apart!"

"Isn't an hour long?" Quan Shaocheng reached out and pinched her chin, "It seems you don't miss me anymore."

"Quan Shaocheng, look, it's snowing outside! Will it snow in the desert areas of the Western Wilderness area?" Ning Huan was extremely surprised.

"You dare to change the subject now? Do you miss me, huh?" He rubbed her hair directly, and the next second it was like pressing her onto the soft big bed.

"Think, think, think!" Ninghuan immediately said three words "think" in a row before he let her go.

Quan Shaocheng smiled evilly and raised his lips, looking at Ninghuan standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the beautiful snow scene, and was so happy that he didn't know why, his heart even beat with her.

She is the only little woman who can make his heart come alive.

Ning laughed sweetly, and looked at the snowy desert that soon became snowy. The desert was covered with snow, which was simply shocking! This is very rare and rare!

He reached out and hugged Ninghuan. This behavior actually touched the wound slightly. He frowned slightly, but his hands still did not loosen her slender waist...

Ninghuan's heart sank for a long time when she looked at the snowy white area. Two months ago today, she just lost their second child.

At night, the temperature dropped sharply.

Ninghuan ran out alone in a furry coat.

She used the snow on the desert to build two very small snowmen.

"I really don't know if you are boys or girls." Ning Huan looked at the two little snowmen and murmured with his little mouth.

She didn't even know their gender...

"I'm sorry, you will come again, right? We will see you again, right? It's still so long, I can definitely have yours again, right?" Ning Huan said, and her eyes turned red involuntarily.

How could she not feel heartbroken when two babies turned into a pool of blood?

"You ran out to cry in a flash?" Quan Shaocheng's voice rang behind Ninghuan.

Ninghuan stood up, but did not turn around for a long time, but wiped away the tears from her cheeks in panic.

"Look at me." The unconfident tone sounded again in an instant.

Ninghuan was stunned, shook her head, but refused to turn around.

Quan Shaocheng sighed and felt heartbroken. He stepped forward to Ninghuan with his long legs, and then forced her to raise her face full of tears.

"If you want to cry, cry in my arms." He pressed her little head and let her lean into his arms. "You were sent by God to punish me, but I still enjoy it."
Chapter completed!