The pampered palm of the president

Chapter 141 I Want To Worry About You

Situ Qingyin and Xuan Liyou had just finished their work.

His cell phone rang.

On the silent mountain top, the voice was exceptionally loud.

Since he held the soil with his hands just now, his hands were dirty, so he said worriedly to Xuanli beside him, "Help me."

His cell phone was in his trousers pocket.

When Xuan Liyou heard his words, she frowned, with hesitation in her eyes.

"My hands are dirty." Situ Qingyin stretched out his hands in front of her to show her, his tall body tilted again, and motioned for her to take out the phone for him.

Xuan Liyou stared at his pocket, through the fabric, the light inside flickered.

For some reason, she suddenly remembered that night when she saw him coming out of the bathroom, the appearance of that handsome man coming out of the bath.

His face suddenly became hot.

"Liyou?" Situ Qingyin's deep voice rang above his head, accompanied by a warm masculine breath.

She was thinking wildly, her heart trembled when she heard it, she frowned to stop her thoughts, at the same time reached into his trousers pocket, and took out the phone for him.

In such a cold winter, Situ Qingyin didn't just wear this pair of trousers, and she wouldn't be too embarrassed to put her hands in them.

However, the warm touch still made her heart beat out of rhythm.

"catch."

When she handed him the phone, Situ Qingyin spat out a word from her thin lips.

Xuan Liyou pressed the answer button for him again, and reluctantly handed the phone to his ear, Situ Qingyin gave a 'Hello', and looked at Xuan Liyou in front of him with deep eyes like pools.

"Brother, it's me."

When Situ Qingchen's voice came through the radio waves on the phone, the gleam in Situ Qingyin's eyes disappeared instantly.

If you look carefully, you can find a slight change in the expression between his brows, "Qingchen, why are you staying up so late?"

Next to her, Xuan Liyou shook her hand holding the phone, and a strange emotion flashed in her clear eyes.

Situ Qingyin glanced at her with deep eyes, then lowered his eyelids, listening to Qingchen say on the phone, "Brother, I miss Youyou, please ask Youyou to answer the phone."

Xuan Liyou was close to the phone, so she could naturally hear Situ Qingchen's words.

"Okay, I'll let her answer the phone."

Situ Qingyin did not hesitate, and agreed gently.

Seeing him turning his eyes, Xuan Li pursed his lips, took the phone away from his ear, and said softly, "Qingchen."

"Youyou, I heard from my brother that your mother has gone to heaven. You must be very sad. I will tell grandpa tomorrow to go to Yuncheng to accompany you."

Situ Qingchen's voice was full of concern and warmth, piercing through the night into her ears.

Xuanli's worried heart warmed up, even though he was still in grief, he forced a smile on his lips, and said softly, "Qingchen, I'm fine, you don't need to come over."

"No, we are good friends. You are sad and I must be by your side. Youyou, although you have lost your mother, you still have me, my brother, grandpa, and many parents."

Through the phone, Xuan Liyou couldn't see the expression on Situ Qingchen's face, but he could imagine that the kind-hearted him must be frowning at this moment, and his handsome features were wrinkled together.

The phrase 'we are good friends' made her unable to fail to be moved.

Situ Qingyin stood beside her, her dark eyes stared at the faint smile on the lips of Xuanliyou who was talking on the phone.

Her gentle voice rang in her ears, and when she was talking to Qingchen, she put away all the sadness.

With her like this, a part of his heart couldn't help becoming softer, and his pity for her became more and more intense.

(End of this chapter)