"You..." Jiang Qing pulled her left hand and saw that her palm was burning red. Jiang Qing was almost angry for a moment, but seeing An Xin crying so sad, finally turned into a helpless voice. Sighed, "Why are you so careless..."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." An Xin can only apologize over and over again, "I just want to make a bowl of noodles for you..."
Jiang Qing had already stood up with An Xin, half-armed and half-armed her to the sofa in the living room, and hurriedly took the ointment and applied it to her hand.
"I'm not hungry." Jiang Qing couldn't help coaxing her and said, "If I'm hungry, I will do it myself. How can you do these things?"
"I... These things are what I should do, but I, I can't do anything well..." An Xin has stopped crying. She knows that no one will like a girl who is crying all day long.
Jiang Qing looked at An Xin's grievance, holding back tears, and didn't know what to say. He couldn't help sighing, and put An Xin in his arms.
"What are you always thinking about..." Jiang Qing stretched out his hand and touched An Xin's head comfortingly, "Why are you supposed to do this? If you are in such a bad health, don't care about me anymore, it's me. Take good care of you."
"..." An Xin buried her head.
He helped Anxin sit down and looked at her face carefully, "Are you hungry? Just ran to the kitchen to cook?"
Jiang Qing didn't want to cry at ease, teased her deliberately, and pinched her nose.
An Xin was blushing with his teasing, but he didn't deny it, but lowered his head and said, "Yes... I'm a little hungry... I'm sorry..."
Jiang Qing was completely speechless, relieved, he would actually apologize to others because he was hungry...
He couldn't help but kissed An Xin's cheek, "Wait, I'll go make you some good food."
Jiang Qing naturally kissed An Xin and got up and went to cook for An Xin.
Only An Xin was left sitting on the sofa, silently starting to daze.
Jiang Qing, kissed her...
Is he aware of what he is doing
An Xin couldn't help touching her face with her hands, she must have blushed, otherwise, how could it be so hot
When Jiang Qing came back, holding his carefully made noodles, what he saw was An Xin's hands covering his face, a little frightened and a little shy.
He looked at An Xin, really... I don't know what to say, he just subconsciously kissed her, maybe he feels a little bit pitiful, is she really like this
Does this happen if you love someone
Is it just a small action that will give her such a huge impact
Jiang Qing couldn't help thinking, does Yining have such a deep attachment to him and such a deep touch
It doesn't seem to be. At first, they were just young teenagers, busy with their studies, and more like-minded and supporting each other.
Later, after Yining returned to China, although
There is sweetness, but they are so busy. In order to change their destiny, the fast-paced life doesn’t even have time to enjoy the warmth...
Jiang Qing's thoughts only flashed by, An Xin had found him back and sat up, she put down her hands in a little panic, revealing a strange blush on her pale face, gorgeous and shocking.
Jiang Qing sat down beside her, put the face in his hand on the coffee table, looked at her, there was some inquiries and some teasing in his eyes.
"I... I..." An Xin seemed to have been discovered some secret, and there was no good excuse to explain, so her eyes were red, and she started to cry.
"You..." Jiang Qing didn't know where the pity came from, and he lowered his head and kissed An Xin's lips.
As soon as the two people's lips touched, Jiang Qing's body immediately stiffened. He seemed to realize what he had done, and immediately pushed An Xin away and sat upright.
An Xin was pushed aside by him, unable to bear his strength at all, so he screamed softly and couldn't help coughing.
Jiang Qing's heart had just cooled down, and she was aroused by her concern again, "Are you... okay?"
He immediately comforted An Xin's back and stroked it like a soothing. An Xin was too thin, and he didn't dare to use too much comfort.
An Xin naturally leaned on his body, and he took her into his arms along the way, and so lightly stroked her back.
For a long time, Jiang Qing didn't realize that An Xin had stopped coughing a long time ago, so she was still soothing her.
"I... I'm all right..." He didn't realize how abnormal he was until An Xin's voice muffled in his arms.
Jiang Qing was a little embarrassed and helped An Xin to sit up.
Really...
Just now, I was thinking that it would be a burden to be so loved by a woman. How come I hugged others and didn't let go in a blink of an eye? It also made people have to say no.
Such a considerate girl, after rejecting his kindness, blushed as if to bleed.
He didn't do anything, how could it be as if he was frivolous, the key point is that he also feels this way, this is really...
"I... I'm hungry..." An Xin saw that Jiang Qing had no intention of resolving the embarrassment before him, so he had to take the initiative to speak.
Jiang Qing almost wanted to scold himself, so he quickly raised his face and handed it to An Xin.
An Xin took the noodles and ate with small mouthfuls. What he ate was quiet and delicate.
Jiang Qing looked almost stupid. When he was with Yining, he was busy studying when he was going to school, and busy working when he was at work. Which meal was not left to the wind.
I dare not imagine that there is still an existence like An Xin in the world. After eating, it looks like a flowing painting, and every movement is so perfect.
This is how the ladies do...
Jiang Qing sighed inwardly.
He was thinking about it, couldn't bear it
Stayed and asked, "Is it delicious? Eat slowly, isn't it hot? Don't burn it."
He just couldn't help but cared for peace of mind, but he accidentally disrupted the eldest lady's eating rhythm, and saw her put noodles into her mouth, neither chewing nor chewing. He looked up and stared blankly. Jiang Qing nodded first, then shook his head.
Jiang Qing couldn't help but regret his caring. He disrupted the beautiful pictures of others. He couldn't help but say, "You...you are delicious, don't care what I say, I'll go to clean up the kitchen."
He said that he wanted to leave, but found that An Xin's eyes immediately changed when she looked at him. Although she didn't say anything, and even nodded obediently, a trace of panic and attachment flashed in her eyes.
Jiang Qing wants to stand but can't stand up anymore. Some girls in this world make loud demands, but some girls don't say anything. You can tell what she thinks with only your eyes, and you can't refuse of.
Jiang Qing just made a motion to stand up, and then sat down honestly. "You eat, I'll wait for you to finish eating together."
An Xin still didn't say a word, but her eyes lit up for a moment, a smile flashed almost invisible, and she immediately bowed her head obediently and began to eat again.
Jiang Qing really didn't dare to interrupt An Xin's meal this time. Such a perfect picture, if accidentally broken, it feels like a crime.
He did not bother, but An Xin did not eat well.
See Anxin eats more slowly, the more he eats, the lower his head.
Jiang Qing couldn't help but lowered his head to look at An Xin, only to find that the eldest lady was crying!
Which one is this
"You... What's wrong with you?" Jiang Qing asked cautiously, "Why are you crying, I didn't make it delicious?"
"Okay... It's delicious." An Xin actually choked with tears. She gently put the bowl on the coffee table aside. Her upbringing could not cry while eating.
"Then why are you crying?" Jiang Qing couldn't help but ask, a little confused, An Xin, "I made it so delicious? Moved?"
Isn't it...
"No." An Xin still choked and cried.
Jiang Qing hurriedly took the tissue and wiped An Xin's tears.
An Xin tried to suppress crying as she wiped it, or she explained in silence, "I... I think it's too delicious, I'm afraid that in the future..."
Jiang Qing couldn't help but a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to eat it in the future.
Relieved sickness...
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel the pity and sympathy in his heart, and he hugged An Xin into his arms, "An Xin, don't you think about it, okay? Let's think of a solution together for your illness, and maybe we can find you a match. You can’t give up hope like this."
"Don't you just like the noodles I make? I'm good at cooking, and I will cook it for you every day."
He was so anxious to comfort him, and he simply left all his plans and plans behind.
(End of this chapter)