Chapter 1807
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Ah Yao blinked. Before he could say anything, he suddenly furrowed his eyebrows. In the next second, he turned his face to the side and let out a loud "achoo". It was an earth-shattering sneeze.
Qing'er was angry and amused at the same time. She quickly took a few tissues and handed them to him. "I told you to do it again. You came here in the rain. Did you catch a cold? "
He silently took the tissues and covered his nose. The mist in his eyes thickened. He looked pitiful.
"Sister Qing'er …" He finally spoke. His voice was a little hoarse. "Stay away from me. Don't get infected by me …"
"You caught a cold from the cold. It's not the flu. You can't infect me." Qing'er glared at him and poured a cup of hot water for him.
Ah Yao took it and drank it in one gulp.
"Aren't you in good health? You were very vigorous on the basketball court that day." Qing'er poured another cup of hot water for him. She couldn't help but mock him. "Who knew you were so useless. You got sick after being drenched in the rain?"
He pursed his lips and looked up at her. His eyes were stubborn and wronged.
Qing'er couldn't stand such a look. She couldn't help but be angry. "Don't pretend to be pitiful! Tell me, did you deliberately get drenched in the rain for me to see so that I would be softhearted? "
"Then …" He was interrupted by a series of coughs as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Slow down!" Qing'er subconsciously leaned over and patted his back. He took the opportunity to stretch out an arm from the blanket to hug her. His chin was on her neck. It took a while for him to recover.
"Then … Sister Qing'er, are you softhearted?" His thin lips were close to her ears. His voice was hoarse and his breathing was unstable.
However, the hot air brought by his breath sprayed on Qing'er's cheeks and ears. Qing'er was a little uncomfortable, but the youth in her arms was weak. She couldn't push him away. She just became more and more annoyed. "You asked for it. Why should I be softhearted?"
He didn't speak. He just sniffed. It was unknown whether he was uncomfortable or trying to hold back his tears.
Qing'er's heart was in a mess. "Ah Yao, you … You're not crying again, are you?"
"No." His voice was gloomy, "Since Big Sister Qing Er won't feel bad for me, what's the use of crying?"
Qing Er almost laughed out loud.
This damn brat … he's acting tsundere again …
"Alright, then I'll reluctantly feel sorry for you." Qing'er patted his shoulder to comfort him. "You haven't answered me yet. What are you afraid of?"
If he was just normally jealous, even if he slandered Ling Yun Zheng a few times, Qing Er would be able to understand. However, his actions today had completely exceeded her understanding.
This brat's possessiveness was a little too much …
"… I'm afraid that Big Sister Qing Er will run away with him." His voice became even more muffled and hoarse.
"Can't you have a little more confidence in me?" Qing 'er was dissatisfied.
Would she be so easily abducted by a man?
"Yes … Sister Qing Er never gave me confidence." His voice became hoarse and full of grievance. "Sister Qing Er, do you like me?"
Qing Er was speechless.
After a while, she was a little embarrassed. "Weren't you very sure before? Why are you asking me now? "
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