School grass lives next door: sweetheart eat slowly

Chapter 567 To put it bluntly, this is hypocrisy!
If it was in the past, Mu Jinghan would have looked at such a generous statement differently.

But now, a downward slit has been ripped open in his world.He saw the true face of the civilian world below the cloud top.Those people who are still alive like weeds at the bottom... He just came back from the demolition site in DC two days ago. In front of the ruins, the people standing stubbornly supported each other. They were bleeding and covered in mud, but they were made of flesh and blood. Grow the city and defend your homeland.

Compared with those civilians who are already homeless and whose lives are like floating weeds, Qin Xueyin just has no inheritance rights, is still as beautiful as flowers and jade, and is still well-clothed. How can it be said that "there is no place to stand"?
To put it bluntly, this is hypocrisy!
Qin Xueyin wasn't angry when she was robbed, she just froze for a moment and said, "That's right. Anyway, I ate a lot and drank a lot."

He sighed softly: "If I could walk upright instead, even if I become a pauper now, I don't care."

Speaking of Qin Xueyin's leg, it was Mu Jinghan's Achilles' heel.Because it was the tragedy that happened in the air crash to save him, he knelt down, put one hand on her leg, and said softly: "Don't lose heart, we will definitely have hope to recover."

In fact, Qin Xueyin's legs were still intact, but the plane crash smashed her lumbar spine, resulting in functional disabilities.On the outside, it looks like a complete person, but in fact the two legs are just for decoration.

"It's been so many years, there's no hope." Qin Xueyin lowered her head, choking with sobs.

The big palm touched the muscles that were a circle thinner than ordinary people. No matter how hard-hearted he was, he couldn't help trembling: "It's been so many years...you must not have worked hard enough."

She heard the pity in his reproachful tone, and a strange wave flashed in her eyes.

"Yes, I didn't work hard enough."

With a coquettish tone and slightly pursed red lips, she was as pretty as a porcelain doll.

Mu Jinghan bent down, Qin Xueyin closed her eyes, waiting for his arrival...

It would be great if he could kiss her.

How many times have I had that gentle scene in my dreams...

Lingering, until I wake up, I can't forget it.

He leaned close to her ear, and could feel the faint fragrance of cologne on his body, that kind of domineering gentleness lingering around her, Qin Xueyin was so happy that she almost fainted.

"Happy birthday."

His gentle whisper sounded less than an inch away from her ear, and Qin Xueyin felt that she was ready, just waiting for Mu Jinghan's lips to fall.

Then, today's initiative will not be wasted...

Unexpectedly, after saying this sentence, she waited for a long, long time, but nothing happened.Qin Xueyin was puzzled, couldn't help but opened her eyes, only to find that Mu Jinghan had left her, and was looking for something on the desk.

"Jing Han?"

Mu Jinghan finally found it. He came to Qin Xueyin and said, "My mother has been locked up these days, and she didn't prepare a birthday present for you properly. This is for you."

It is a painting by Qin Xueyin herself, it should be drawn by Mu Jinghan.A few strokes are quite charming.

For them, any expensive gifts are only for the family.So it is customary not to give it away at all, but to give it a gift specially prepared by myself.This painting cannot be said to be unsatisfactory.

It's just - it's still far from what Qin Xueyin wanted.

She smiled, the smile concealed the disappointment in her eyes, and carefully put away the painting like a baby: "Thank you, I will take good care of it."

(End of this chapter)