Chapter 2438
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At night, Xiao Fengting lay in bed with the bitterness of herbs.
Tang Qing has gone to sleep with his back to him.
After repainting the wound on the back of his head, she put the herb in his hand and did not treat the wound on his chest.
Xiao Fengting knows his faults and doesn't quibble. He sits quietly at the head of the bed and deals with the edge of the wound.
In his chest, is a small hole, although small, but the wound is very deep, touching the arm muscles, can bring him an unspeakable pain.
Although he did not remember when he was injured, he clearly understood in his head that the injury was a gunshot wound.
It seems to be an instinct.
It was as if he didn't know where he had learned cooking skills, but he was able to make a fire and cook in the kitchen.
It's like the first time he opened his eyes and saw the woman's face in front of him, he naturally approached her and wanted to guard her and stay with her.
It's probably an instinct, too.
He lay down slowly, facing Tang Qing's back, looking at her thin back by the dim moonlight. The cold moonlight seeps down from the cracks in the house. It seems that the room is stained with light and dim moonlight. Her white side face makes his heart beat uneasily.
was not as like as two peas, but she could not help but to keep her distance in bed. But she could not help but gently hold a long hair that she had fallen on the bed. He carefully pressed it, and put it on the nose, and sniffed it gently. It was a faint smell of medicine and light, just like what he imagined.
He was suddenly happy, with a hint of contentment. He held the bundle of hair, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in this humble room.
The next day.
When Tang Qing woke up, it was already light.
The sun shining on her face, she rubbed her eyes in the glare of light to wake up.
The air was full of charming fragrance. Tang Qing felt that her stomach was also purring. She heard the footsteps and turned her head to see Xiao Fengting coming out of the kitchen with a pot of unknown soup.
In the morning, the clear sun shines on his body, and the beautiful face of the man is dazzling in the sunshine. It seems that the small piece of air around him has become different, which makes Tang Qing deeply aware of what is called "blooming".
Seeing her, he immediately showed a gentle and shy smile on his face and whispered, "are you awake? Get up and eat. "
Tang Qing sat up from the bed, grabbed his messy hair, tilted his head to look at Xiao Fengting and asked, "how did you get up so early?"
"Very early?" He put the soup on the wooden pier, gave her a confused look, and then said, "the sun is very high Maybe it's the biological clock. I can't sleep when I lie down. And I think you should want breakfast, too
I even know what the "biological clock" is. Tang Qing lightly tut a, smell speech, raise Mou some amusing smile, ask a way: "specially get up to make breakfast for me?"
Xiao Fengting was stunned slightly, and then seemed to be a little embarrassed. He did not dare to look at her, but gave a low "um" sound.
Tang tilt eyes smile up, but that smile with a few minutes say not clear road unknown taste.
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At night, Xiao Fengting lay in bed with the bitterness of herbs.
Tang Qing has gone to sleep with his back to him.
After repainting the wound on the back of his head, she put the herb in his hand and did not treat the wound on his chest.
Xiao Fengting knows his faults and doesn't quibble. He sits quietly at the head of the bed and deals with the edge of the wound.
In his chest, is a small hole, although small, but the wound is very deep, touching the arm muscles, can bring him an unspeakable pain.
Although he did not remember when he was injured, he clearly understood in his head that the injury was a gunshot wound.
It seems to be an instinct.
It was as if he didn't know where he had learned cooking skills, but he was able to make a fire and cook in the kitchen.
It's like the first time he opened his eyes and saw the woman's face in front of him, he naturally approached her and wanted to guard her and stay with her.
It's probably an instinct, too.
He lay down slowly, facing Tang Qing's back, looking at her thin back by the dim moonlight. The cold moonlight seeps down from the cracks in the house. It seems that the room is stained with light and dim moonlight. Her white side face makes his heart beat uneasily.
was not as like as two peas, but she could not help but to keep her distance in bed. But she could not help but gently hold a long hair that she had fallen on the bed. He carefully pressed it, and put it on the nose, and sniffed it gently. It was a faint smell of medicine and light, just like what he imagined.
He was suddenly happy, with a hint of contentment. He held the bundle of hair, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in this humble room.
The next day.
When Tang Qing woke up, it was already light.
The sun shining on her face, she rubbed her eyes in the glare of light to wake up.
The air was full of charming fragrance. Tang Qing felt that her stomach was also purring. She heard the footsteps and turned her head to see Xiao Fengting coming out of the kitchen with a pot of unknown soup.
In the morning, the clear sun shines on his body, and the beautiful face of the man is dazzling in the sunshine. It seems that the small piece of air around him has become different, which makes Tang Qing deeply aware of what is called "blooming".
Seeing her, he immediately showed a gentle and shy smile on his face and whispered, "are you awake? Get up and eat. "
Tang Qing sat up from the bed, grabbed his messy hair, tilted his head to look at Xiao Fengting and asked, "how did you get up so early?"
"Very early?" He put the soup on the wooden pier, gave her a confused look, and then said, "the sun is very high Maybe it's the biological clock. I can't sleep when I lie down. And I think you should want breakfast, too
I even know what the "biological clock" is. Tang Qing lightly tut a, smell speech, raise Mou some amusing smile, ask a way: "specially get up to make breakfast for me?"
Xiao Fengting was stunned slightly, and then seemed to be a little embarrassed. He did not dare to look at her, but gave a low "um" sound.
Tang tilt eyes smile up, but that smile with a few minutes say not clear road unknown taste.
At night, Xiao Fengting lay in bed with the bitterness of herbs. Tang Qing has gone to sleep with his back to him. After repainting the wound on the back of his head, she put the herb in his hand and did not treat the wound on his chest. Xiao Fengting knows his faults and doesn't quibble. He sits quietly at the head of the bed and deals with the edge of the wound. In his chest, is a small hole, although small, but the wound is very deep, touching the arm muscles, can bring him an unspeakable pain. Although he did not remember when he was injured, he clearly understood in his head that the injury was a gunshot wound. It seems to be an instinct. It was as if he didn't know where he had learned cooking skills, but he was able to make a fire and cook in the kitchen. It's like the first time he opened his eyes and saw the woman's face in front of him, he naturally approached her and wanted to guard her and stay with her. It's probably an instinct, too. He lay down slowly, facing Tang Qing's back, looking at her thin back by the dim moonlight. The cold moonlight seeps down from the cracks in the house. It seems that the room is stained with light and dim moonlight. Her white side face makes his heart beat uneasily. was not as like as two peas, but she could not help but to keep her distance in bed. But she could not help but gently hold a long hair that she had fallen on the bed. He carefully pressed it, and put it on the nose, and sniffed it gently. It was a faint smell of medicine and light, just like what he imagined. He was suddenly happy, with a hint of contentment. He held the bundle of hair, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in this humble room. The next day. When Tang Qing woke up, it was already light. The sun shining on her face, she rubbed her eyes in the glare of light to wake up. The air was full of charming fragrance. Tang Qing felt that her stomach was also purring. She heard the footsteps and turned her head to see Xiao Fengting coming out of the kitchen with a pot of unknown soup. In the morning, the clear sun shines on his body, and the beautiful face of the man is dazzling in the sunshine. It seems that the small piece of air around him has become different, which makes Tang Qing deeply aware of what is called "blooming". Seeing her, he immediately showed a gentle and shy smile on his face and whispered, "are you awake? Get up and eat. " Tang Qing sat up from the bed, grabbed his messy hair, tilted his head to look at Xiao Fengting and asked, "how did you get up so early?" "Very early?" He put the soup on the wooden pier, gave her a confused look, and then said, "the sun is very high Maybe it's the biological clock. I can't sleep when I lie down. And I think you should want breakfast, too I even know what the "biological clock" is. Tang Qing lightly tut a, smell speech, raise Mou some amusing smile, ask a way: "specially get up to make breakfast for me?" Xiao Fengting was stunned slightly, and then seemed to be a little embarrassed. He did not dare to look at her, but gave a low "um" sound. Tang tilt eyes smile up, but that smile with a few minutes say not clear road unknown taste.
