Chapter 263

Before, he was forced to vomit and drank the water with medicine, and then he was hanged for several hours. No matter how young he was, his body couldn't stand it.

Perhaps because of the hypnotic incense, Qin Qing slept so long and comfortable that when she opened her eyes, the corners of her mouth were slightly tilted and looked lazy.

The wound on the wrist and waist has been treated. Except for some sore joints, it doesn't matter. Qin Qing tried the flexibility of her right hand and found that there was no delay. She was slightly relieved. Then her left hand moved and slept until her numb finger suddenly touched another piece of warm skin.

She turned her head and looked at the people lying on the other half of the double bed. The comfort on her face was scared away.

How could Feng Yan sleep in her bed and hold hands with her?!

Qin Qing took a few deep breaths back and forth to restrain her voice, but a layer of hot sweat sprang up in her palm. It was shameful to find that she was holding the man's fingers to sleep unilaterally like a child, and the other party was obviously cooperating passively.

Although they are half an arm away from each other and wear neat clothes, the two lifetime single experience still quickly killed a large piece of her brain cells.

Her stiff muscles protested again, but she didn't notice it. She just stared at the other person next to the pillow.

The man slightly left some long hair on the eyebrow bone, and the three-dimensional bridge of his nose was like a carefully carved hill. Even when he fell asleep, the arc was sharp. His eyes used to stare at people were closed at the moment, and his eyelashes were accidentally slender and soft, covering a circle of faint cyan marks.

I don't know what difficulties I have encountered during this period of time. He is also full of fatigue.

Qin Qing wanted to touch the shadow at present, and was afraid to disturb the man's deep sleep, so she could only use her eyes to carefully describe the corners of each other's eyes and eyebrows. When she looked at her heart, she was full of sweetness and joy, and couldn't help bending the corners of her mouth.

The memory before sleeping has not been erased, and those nervous and panic emotions are still vivid, but the emotions gradually revealed by pulling away layers of clouds have taken root and sprouted.

Qin Qing doesn't want to give up the man in front of her to anyone, so she tries her best to keep the man.

As for the way... Um... She suddenly took out her mobile phone and clicked on the post.

The guardian's post is at the top of the list, attracting people to poke in with an extraordinarily serious and abrupt existence.

There are several red dots on the special attention prompt, indicating that men have updated the dynamics on this sleeping day and night.

Curious to open the previous replies, the other party solemnly admitted the existence of microblog trumpet, and a pile of people came out to brush the building. Then at more than 10 o'clock last night, the man posted a new question alone.

[guardian: children like to grasp their fingers when they sleep. Is it lack of vitamins?]

God special vitamin!

Qin Qing really wanted to open the man's brain to see if it was filled with steel and cement. She was afraid that after supplementing melatonin and life No. 1, she would be surrounded by vitamins, so she brushed down the post with some fear.

[first floor: 666, grandma doesn't help, so she takes the bar owner. The stem of vitamin can make me laugh for a year. Roll all over the ground. JIP]

[second floor: poor parents all over the world. The bar owner broke his heart for children's nutrition, but the supplement should be moderate. Don't feed it into 200 kg of fat paper.]

[third floor: upstairs, I feel that the bar owner is poisoned by health products, early stage of syndrome. Don't buy itchy hands. JPG]

……

Qin Qing was relieved to see the ridicule and condemnation below, and felt lucky for the rest of his life.

But she stared at the post for a second or two... The more she looked, the less effective she was. Finally, she received her mobile phone depressed and buried her exquisite and perfect face in the pillow.

She now thinks that the guardian's mental journey of raising children is not interesting at all. When will it end

It's rare to stay in bed. At noon, Qin Qing was thinking about whether to call people up. As a result, the man who was lying upright and motionless suddenly opened his eyes.

"!!!" Qin Qing almost had a heart attack. After two seconds, she felt a little strange. When she was about to ask the man what was going on, the door was pushed open from the outside.

The middle-aged woman with a tray stood at the door. When she looked at the girl in bed, her eyes suddenly turned red.

"Oman." Qin Qing was stunned and took the lead in opening his mouth. Although she knew that her men would succeed in saving people, she really saw the woman who took care of herself standing safely. She really put down the stone in her heart and said with concern: "are you okay?"

are you all right?

A simple and plain sentence of concern burst into tears. Oman walked to the bed a few steps and squatted down and began to cry, "ah Qing, I'm not good. I hurt you. I'm so damn. I let you hurt like this. I should know she won't be so kind. I shouldn't go back..."

She cried while holding the girl's hand, trembling and afraid to exert herself. Her eyes were full of remorse.

Qin Qing's bandaged hands were held in the air. It was clear that as long as she moved forward a few centimeters, she could comfort the fragile woman, but she didn't move. She even looked indifferent. "Shi Mingfeng said, you went back for me."

She can risk her life for each other, but she doesn't want to wipe away these unclear tears. Some things will fester and fester after a long time, and no matter how good the relationship is.

When Feng Yan saw their posture, he got up, fell out of bed and went downstairs quietly.

The air in the room was somewhat oppressive and cold because of silence. For a long time, the short and fat woman squatting by the bed sighed heavily.

"Ah Qing, I went back to get back the clue of your life experience."

Life experience? Qin Qing was slightly stunned, gently pulled his hand, lowered his eyes and said faintly: "just run back for this, Oman, I don't think it's worth the injury."

Not to mention that in the previous life, her biological parents didn't even reveal half of their shadow. She couldn't agree that she nearly lost her life just because of the illusory clue.

"Hey, since miss Wanrou came back, I know you didn't say it on your face, and I've always been reluctant to mention it. When I saw an accident in the Qin family, things were divided up. This is the last chance to inquire about your life experience." Oman grabbed a quilt on the edge of the bed and didn't dare to look up. He just stared at his own hand and lost his way: "No matter how close I am, I'm an outsider. If you treat me so well, how can you not find my own parents."

She didn't want to hurt Qin Qing's heart, and she didn't want to talk about things without eyebrows and eyes, which made Qin Qing happy. Therefore, she went back to Qin's house alone to find clues, but she didn't know she was set.