Chapter 1830
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When Qing'er returned to the room with the boiled milk, Ah Yao had already changed into his pajamas and was lying on the bed. His tightly bandaged right hand was placed on the bed, and his left hand was holding a phone call.
"No, don't come over now." His tone was a little helpless. "I don't want to be disturbed … No, no, sister Qing'er doesn't want to either … You should care more about Dad and Xiao Mu … I should go to bed. You should rest early too. Good night."
He hung up the phone, let out a long sigh of relief, and shook the phone at Qing'er. "My mom. She said she was coming to see us … "
"You didn't tell Auntie Jing Tong about your hand injury?" Qing'er sat on the edge of the bed and handed him the milk. Her eyes fell on his injured right hand.
"Of course not. My mom is very noisy. She can talk about a small injury for two months." Ah Yao said and drank the milk. He put down the cup and saw Qing'er's face was still full of worry and guilt. He couldn't help but laugh, and then raised his right hand as if he wanted to touch her.
"What are you doing!" Qing'er was furious and grabbed his wrist. "Put it down and don't move!"
"I'm really fine …"
"Shut up! If you don't listen to me, I'll call Auntie Jing Tong! "Qing'er was furious.
The young man's black eyes seemed to darken a little. His Adam's apple moved a little, and he said in a low voice, "Qing'er, are you very distressed?"
"… Nonsense." Qing'er glared at him.
He laughed and stretched out his left arm to hold her in his arms. "I'm very happy."
Qing'er suddenly felt her heart ache. She put her chin on his shoulder and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have trusted you. That night … I was just making a fuss. As for why … "
"I know." Ah Yao pressed his thin lips on her face and said in a very serious tone, "I shouldn't have put so much pressure on you. I was willing to do it. Don't blame yourself. I will be more patient in the future … I won't be so impulsive and childish. "
Qing'er rubbed his hair and smiled. "At your age, it's inevitable that you're impulsive … It's okay for you to lose your temper and quarrel with me, but that situation at night is not allowed to happen again! You could have run away, but you insisted on fighting with others. What's wrong with you? "
Towards the end, Qing Er's tone gradually became stern.
"They actually dared to bully you …" At the mention of this matter, Ah Yao's tone turned cold again.
"Do you think I'm that easy to bully?" Qing 'er rudely interrupted him, "Promise me, in the future, unless it's necessary, you're not allowed to fight!"
Ah Yao pondered the words "unless it's necessary" in his heart and readily agreed. "Okay."
Qing Er was satisfied: "Good boy." She then raised her head and kissed his chin.
The young man breathed heavily and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
His kiss was a little fierce, so it did not take long for him to lose control. His left hand on her waist became tighter and tighter. Qing'er opened her eyes wide and pushed him away in time. She gasped for breath: "... Don't mess around, you are injured now …"
He was a little dissatisfied and kissed her forehead again.
Qing Er laughed, pinched his face and said: "Alright, alright, be a good boy, you'll be rewarded when you recover."
His eyes lit up. "Yes …"
Qing Er raised her hand to cover his mouth in time, and revealed a mysterious smile: "You'll know when your wounds heal."
He nodded vigorously, looking extremely obedient.
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