The Silly Ex-Wife of the Infernal Chief

She put the things she had made on the table, and the heat from the plate warmed her heart a lot. This is the feeling of home. She sat back on a chair, her lips parted slightly, breathing Changing slightly hasty, Qing walked out of the bathroom, wiped his hair with a towel, and put his hands on his stomach. For two days, because he was too worried, he didn't feel very hungry, but now he really hungry.

He could already hear the sound of his stomach drumming, but he still had to endure it.

Walking out of the bathroom, he smelled an extremely fragrant smell in his nose, like the smell of food. He smelled it greedily. Was it because he was too hungry that he had such a hallucination? He actually smelled this A kind of aroma, seems to be something made by Lan.

He thought, when Lan gets well, he must eat well, but not now, she needs to rest.

Looking up, Xiang Qinglan, who he always thought was sleeping soundly, was sitting at the table at this moment, Qingqian smiled at him, and there were already four or five ready-made things on the table in front of her.

"Lan, why did you get up?" Qing threw away the towel in his hand, walked forward quickly, and looked at him with reproachful eyes, but when he saw the things on the table, his eyes felt hot, all of which It's his favorite food.

"Lan, you shouldn't do these things." Even so, he still didn't agree with her doing these things with her body hurt. She needed to rest, really needed a good rest.

Xiang Qinglan stood up, and Qing quickly walked in front of her and supported her body. She was always like this, still trying to be brave.

Xiang Qinglan pulled his hand away, shook her head at him, and signaled that she was fine, she took his hand, and pushed him onto the chair, but her strength was pitifully weak.

She brought a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of him. She didn't know if it was because of the heat, but her face was slightly flushed, and Qing just looked at it like this.

There were two red dates floating in the bowl, with a faint sweet smell, he swallowed his saliva, his stomach seemed to be even hungrier, he looked at Xiang Qinglan, but Xiang Qinglan sat down again, pointed bowl in front of him.

Qingzui smiled, picked up the bowl, and drank it in big gulps. For a person who has been hungry for two days, this is really a delicacy in the world, just like the day Xiang Qinglan picked him up, this is really what he ate. Best thing ever.

Xiang Qinglan looked at the bowl in front of him, and put all the red dates in his bowl into his bowl. The red dates are sweet and warm, and belong to the spleen and stomach meridian.

Qing, you need to recover quickly. She was drinking the porridge in the bowl. Qing picked up the chopsticks and felt her hands trembling. The two of them ate quietly. This was the slowest thing they ate. Once, and the most difficult time.Xiang Qinglan ate very little, but Qing ate a lot.Touching her round belly, Qing smiled contentedly.

Finally, I am not hungry anymore, and Lan will be fine.

The smile on Xiang Qinglan's face when she looked at Qing also infected his mood. The two looked at each other intently, only each other, but when she turned her head, there was a scar in her eyes.

At night, only a quiet street light was on on the street. Except for scattered cars passing by, everything was very quiet. The night wind was blowing slowly, and accidentally raised a corner of the curtain, and then, The wind passed without a trace.

Xiang Qinglan opened her eyes in the darkness. She sat up, reached out and turned on the small lamp by the bed, and the room was dim.

She turned around and looked at Qing who was sleeping on the other side. The young man had a faint exhaustion on his face. He slept so soundly that one could hear it from his breathing.

Blinking her eyes lightly, there was a stream of moisture in her eyes, she carefully opened the quilt on his body, feeling cold, Qing just shrank back, but did not wake up, two days of sleepless, He really has no strength left.

Carefully pulling away his arm, Xiang Qinglan suddenly covered her mouth, the moisture in her eyes finally started to solidify, and kept falling down, bean big tears hit Qing's cheeks. On the arm, and between his arms, there were some shocking needle holes.

Three, exactly three, big pinholes, you can see how painful it will be at that time.

Qing, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, she shook her head from time to time and whimpered, unable to bear the pain anymore, she covered herself with the quilt, only the suppressed cry came from the quilt.

It hurts so much that it is possible to cry silently like this. She bit the back of her hand and let two rows of deep tooth marks land on her skin. When she lost her husband, she didn't cry. When she lost her voice, she She didn't cry, the only two times she cried the worst in her life, one was when she lost her baby, and the other was when Qing was injured.

Qing, how can you be so stupid, she's not worth it, she's not worth it.