The Silly Ex-Wife of the Infernal Chief

Xiang Qinglan lay on Qing's back, looking at the road in front of her, everyone was looking at them, there was a special firmness in the man's extremely stubborn eyes, only when he looked back at the woman on his back, the eyes would flash There was a touch of tenderness, a very touching tenderness.

She didn't want him to memorize it, but Qing insisted on it. After two days without food, does he still have the strength?She closed her eyes and lay on Qing's body. The wind lifted a strand of hair from her forehead. She knew that they had already left the hospital.The air without disinfectant is really good.

A car whizzed by, Qing stood at the same spot, looked at the car from a distance, his eyes began to darken slightly, he pursed his mouth tightly, supported Xiang Qinglan tightly with both hands, and walked steadily They walked towards their home, which was not a big one, but it was a very warm home.

But he didn't see that at this time, Xiang Qinglan was also looking at the direction the car was leaving, her eyes became a little hazy, she buried her face on Qing's shoulder, although there was only one glance at the car, she But she recognized the car, and only with one glance, she saw the person sitting inside, her ex-husband, and the new woman he was holding in his hand.

They really have nothing to do with each other, and her heart doesn't seem to hurt that much anymore.

"Lan, although I don't have a car, I will still take you home," Qing's voice came suddenly, with such a firm tone without any weakness.

Xiang Qinglan hugged Qing's neck tightly, and there were some faint smiles on her lips, Qing, you know, in fact, I don't need any car, I'm just a family, a relative.

And you already are.

When they walked back to their home, it was already an hour later, opened the door, everything was the same as two days ago, nothing had changed, it was still the same as when they left.

Like a dream, the worrying and flustering two days finally passed.

Qing put Xiang Qinglan on the bed carefully, afraid of hurting her again, he knew that her injuries were still not healed, and all of this was his fault.If he'd been more careful, she wouldn't have been hurt, she wouldn't have ended up in the hospital.

Xiang Qinglan reached out to caress her pale face, the distress and self-blame on his face made her heart feel as if it had been pricked by a sharp needle, it hurt very much.

None of your business.She spoke silently, without words, but Qing knew what she was talking about.

"Qing, you are so dirty. You like to be clean the most. Wouldn't it be very uncomfortable?" She stretched out her hand to stroke his obviously messy hair, the sweat on his forehead was stained between her fingers, She, he is very tired.

"En," nodded his head, pulled up the quilt and covered Xiang Qinglan's body involuntarily, and walked into the bathroom. He didn't like his being dirty, and Lan didn't like it either.

The bathroom door was gently closed, and Xiang Qinglan sat up with some difficulty. She exhaled softly, put her hands on her chest, and slowly got out of bed. She walked step by step, Although she was very tired, she didn't stop, didn't take a step, until she walked into the kitchen and leaned against the wall, she let go of her hands on her chest, closed her eyes, and there was a lot of pain on her chest. Boring, but she could still bear it.

Opening the refrigerator, there are not many things in the refrigerator, and they are not very fresh, but they are enough for her to use.There were dishes that she had prepared for a long time, she smiled, it turned out that there were so many more, they could have a good meal.

It's just that her movements are much slower than usual. She is a patient, a very serious patient, but she knows that there is another patient here.