Acting like a baby in Xueba's arms after rebirth

Chapter 235 Shirts
The tears she had finally held back welled up again.The wet eyes were full of discomfort when looking at him.

There is a feeling of coming back to life.

"Qingqing." He called her again, his narrow peach eyes were full of tenderness.

"Ugh..."

Finally, I knew why she always mentioned Vivina frequently, and it turned out that there was a misunderstanding inexplicably.

Thankfully I found out today.

He raised his hand and pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder, his firm voice reached her eardrum, "I never took that breakup seriously."

In his heart, they did not break up.

Although, as she said, breaking up is not a divorce, there is no need for a cooling-off period, and a unilateral end is often the end, but he will not let her go.

He would indeed feel uncomfortable, that's why he chose to go abroad in the dark night of heartbreak.

But he went out, not breaking up by default.

It is to make myself better, to cure the disease, to stand in front of her with more confidence, and to tell her that he is not weak and that he can protect her well.

As long as she still wants to.

Song Chiqing was still pinching his clothes, her breathing was not smooth, and her tears kept flowing, so what did he mean by what he just said?Can she make an understanding of herself?

"Qingqing."

He didn't care whether he was still wet or not, so he embraced her possessively.

"I only have you, and I have only had you since I was a child." She was the girlfriend before, and she will be the only one who will enter the marriage hall with him and become his wife.

He has no one else.

His feelings are forever.

Her voice was choked with tears, "But I'm very bad, and I always bully you..."

She has been deeply hurt by him.

"It's not bad." He stroked her hair with his big palm, "Qingqing did it for my own good, and that's why she let me go abroad for further study. I know, my Qingqing has always been very good."

It's not that she bullied him, it's just that they haven't experienced love yet, they are still young, they don't know how to communicate, and they don't know how to deal with such emergencies.

"Oh, I don't even like myself..."

During the years when he went abroad, what she hated most was her cowardice, incompetence, stupidity and ignorance.

"I like it." He vowed, "I will always like Qingqing." Always like Song Chiqing, this is the flag he has set since he was sensible.

She was still crying, and her small body was crying in his arms. The driver had already driven the car to the gate of the community, peeked at the situation behind him through the rearview mirror, and dared to intervene for a long time.

"Hi, here we are. Please get off the car with your belongings." The driver reminded.

"Okay. The money for the car wash has been scanned and sent to your WeChat, pay attention to check."

After he finished speaking to the driver, he pushed open the car door, got out of the car, and went around to the other side to hug her down. She was limp and powerless, and hugged his neck with both hands, without saying a word, just Occasionally there was a cry.

The driver saw that he gave them a lot of money and was so wet, so he kindly gave them an umbrella. It was not big, but it could cover her well. His back was still receiving the gift of rainwater. .

The room he rented was on the fifth floor, with an elevator, and no one came out in the pouring rain, so the journey went smoothly. He pressed the floor and went upstairs. He took out the key and opened the door, and held her in the entrance to change. Slippers, he carried her directly into his room.

It's hard to change a person's style. Song Chiqing looked around his room layout with wide-open eyes. He was as simple and clean as ever.

Suddenly her butt softened, and she realized that he had put her on the bed. Thinking that the skirt on her body was still wet, she stood up reflexively, clasped her hands together, "I, I have water on my body..."

will stain his bed.

"It's okay." He pushed her back, "There are spare sheets, sit down obediently, and I'll find you a change of clothes."

Weiwena is not at home, so he can't just go there and take it directly. Her skirt is also quite wet. She is afraid of making her sick if she keeps wearing it, and there is not enough time to prepare a set for her, so now I can only feel wronged and wear it first. His.

He rummaged through the closet, and the longest and largest piece of clothing was just the shirt she gave him. He held it in his hand and wanted to find a pair of shorts for her, but she was thin and small, so there were no pants that would fit. she wears?

He was in trouble.

"Ah!"

Suddenly there was the sound of her sneezing and catching a cold, and he couldn't care less. He took the shirt and walked up to her and handed it to her, "Put it on first, and put on the skirt after it dries."

She took a closer look and recognized it, but she didn't expect him to bring it back with her. She felt numb in her heart and took it into her hand, "Okay..."

Touching his soaked clothes again, he was worried that he might catch a cold like himself, "Hurry up and change your clothes..."

"Okay." He smiled, and randomly took out a set of clothes from the closet, "I'm going to the bathroom, you can change here, huh?"

"Um……"

Only when the shirt in her hand was put on her body did she intuitively feel its wideness, it could completely become her shirt skirt, almost reaching her knees, and the sleeves grew a lot too .

There was a knock on the door.

"Qingqing, are you ready?"

"Hmm! Alright..."

After hearing her voice, he dared to open the door, and what he saw was her obedient and reserved appearance sitting by the bed, her eyes wide open, just like the rabbit she fed today, trusting you, but with a hint of Unexplainable uneasiness.

"The skirt will dry you later," he said.

Song Chiqing pursed his lips and nodded.

"Let's talk about something serious now?" He stood a step away from her, looking down at her slightly.

Business...?
Song Chiqing was stunned.

"Did Qingqing obediently wait for me to come back?" Before he left the country, he had begged her to wait for him for two or three years, but she said at the time that she would not wait.

Now, are you waiting?
His gaze was so hot that she didn't dare to look directly at him, and subconsciously lowered her head to avoid it.

"Qingqing." He caressed her cheek, and gently lifted it up, "Answer me, are you waiting?"

Her cheeks were red and hot.

"Or, did Qingqing wait? After entering college, we Qingqing found someone we like? Is it Cui Jingxu, or..."

"No, no..." Worrying that he, like everyone else in the class, misunderstood her relationship with Cui Jingxu, Song Chiqing shook his head decisively and denied, "I don't like him..."

Didn't like it at all.

"Really?" He pretended to be disappointed, with a look of disbelief, "Who does Qingqing like?"

(End of this chapter)