Chapter 952
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Even though she had avoided his gaze, she could feel his burning gaze on her. Cheng Qingchong's heart started to race. This feeling made her anxious. Her lips moved, and she came up with a random excuse to ease the awkwardness. "Erm, the doctor said your leg injury is quite serious. Even though you can walk now, you shouldn't be able to stand for too long, so … so I'll help you to bed."
Qin Yinan didn't respond to Cheng Qingchong's long speech.
The atmosphere in the room became even more awkward. Cheng Qingchong, who had never experienced such a situation in her life, was so nervous that her fingers started to shake.
Just as Cheng Qingchong was about to turn and run away, Qin Yinan finally said, "Okay."
Cheng Qingchong sighed in relief. She raised her eyes to glance at Qin Yinan before holding his arm and walking toward the bed.
She helped Qin Yinan lie down and pulled the cover over him.
Qin Yinan's gaze had caused her heart to race. When she pulled the cover, Cheng Qingchong accidentally brushed against Qin Yinan's hand.
She pulled her hand back like she had been electrocuted, but the man reached out to grab it. "Why is it so cold?"
It was then that Qin Yinan realized Cheng Qingchong was only wearing a thin sweater. Did she walk out like that when she sent Song Song away? No wonder … Without hesitation, Qin Yinan grabbed Cheng Qingchong's other hand and placed it under the mattress.
"It's winter, why don't you put on some clothes before going out? Even a child knows how to put on clothes when it's cold. You're already so old, but you're not even a child …"
Cheng Qingchong, who was scolded by Qin Yinan, lowered her head even more. She tried to pull her hand away, but Qin Yinan's grip tightened. "It's so cold, hurry up and warm it up!"
Cheng Qingchong, who was unable to break free, blushed. She didn't dare raise her eyes to look at Qin Yinan. Her heart seemed to be tickled by something, and it started to tingle.
She had lived for so many years, but this was the first time a man had held her hand and cared about her so much.
Qin Yinan's daily medicine contained sleeping pills, so he soon fell asleep.
Cheng Qingchong raised her head carefully to look at Qin Yinan's sleeping face. For the past eight months, she had seen this face day and night, so she had memorized it. However, for some reason, when she looked at his face again, her heart raced. Is it because he's holding my hand?
Cheng Qingchong silently pulled her hand away from Qin Yinan's grasp. Her hand was covered in sweat. She rubbed it on her shirt, and her heart raced even faster.
When Qin Yinan woke up, it was already noon. Cheng Qingchong was lying on her bed.
He stared at her for a while but didn't say anything to disturb her. Instead, he quietly stuck his head over to look at her phone screen and saw that she was actually writing on Weibo.
He didn '. "I … I … I … I … I … I … I I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I, I … I … I … I … I … Qin … I … I … I … I … I … with … I … I … I … … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … I … Qin … I … she …
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