Uncle Sheng Chong: The sweet wife is very sweet and not cute

Chapter 67 Don't Be Casual
"I..." Xiao Ai shrank her legs: "I just said such a heavy word, I'm afraid he will ignore me."

"Qing Rang fell asleep." In order to make them reconcile, Zhang Qingying lied: "We just watched him fall asleep and leave."

"Really?" Xiao Ai raised her head and asked suspiciously.

"Yes, yes, yes." The other three nodded in praise.

They all understand, but it's just Xiao Ai's heart. Yun Qing, who has always loved her, understands better, so maybe they don't blame her at all.

Seeing some hesitation on Xiao Ai's face, Zhang Qingying persuaded again: "Then don't talk to him? He got hurt because of you, and now he's asleep, so you don't dare to take care of him?"

The hesitation on Xiao Ai's face grew stronger.

Wang Ning stood up suddenly, and pulled Zhang Qingying up by the way: "By the way, your mother Zhang and I are going back to make soup for Qing Rang. We are leaving now. Remember to take care of Qing Rang for us."

After speaking, the four disappeared into the corridor like a gust of wind.

Xiao Ai sat on the bench, looking at the second Yun Qingrang's ward at the end, her calf was shaking, and her face was a little hesitant.

At the entrance of the stairs in the corridor, there should have been no one there, but suddenly four superimposed heads popped out.

The bottom one asked the top three: "Do you think Yun Qingrang will forgive our little love?"

Wang Ning, who was on the second head, tapped the bottom head with her chin: "That's for sure."

Because although Xiao Ai's words hurt him the most, because it was Xiao Ai's words, Yun Qingrang would definitely forgive him.

Zhang Qingying, who was lying on Wang Ning's head, frowned anxiously: "Then why doesn't Xiao Ai go to my family Qingrang? Are you afraid?"

"Are you still a little hesitant?" Yunmu replied calmly.

In the silent corridor, Xiao Ai sat alone on the bench, like a still picture, in a daze.

Suddenly, Xiao Ai stood up, and there was a commotion in the corridor: "It's moving, it's moving."

"She's going to find Qingrang."

"She finally figured it out."

Xiao Ai heard the movement behind her and turned around, but there was nothing behind her, she scratched her head in doubt, and continued to turn around and walk to Yunqingrang's ward.

At the stairway, because one of the three in front retreated sharply, Yunmu's old butt fell to the solid floor like a dog, and the three in front hurried to help him. In the confusion, Su Lihui looked at the corridor, Xiao Ai Long gone.

in the ward

"Crack" sound

Xiao Ai softly opened the door of the ward, and tiptoed in.

It was Yun Qingrang lying quietly on the bed, closing his eyes tightly, and falling asleep peacefully.

Xiao Ai asked Yun Qing to sit on the edge of the bed, looked at his handsome sleeping face, didn't say a word, just stared blankly.

Looking down, seeing Yun Qingrang's big hand outside, Xiao Ai gently stuffed her own small hand in it, Yun Qingrang's brows moved slightly, Xiao Ai was startled, and saw him stretch his brows again, and continued to sleep Then, the exposed big palm subconsciously wraps around Xiao Ai's little hand.

Xiao Ai looked at the wrapped little hand, and laughed silently and foolishly. When she had laughed enough, she stretched out her other little hand to caress Yun Qingrang's sharp-edged handsome face, and pinched the broken hair on his forehead.

Suddenly, the body was pulled forward by a big palm, and in the next second, Xiao Ai was embraced by Yun Qingrang. Yun Qingrang hugged Xiao Ai tightly with both hands, turned his head, and pressed his lips against her pink and tender cheek, voice hoarse: "I was wrong, Xiao Ai can be willful anytime and anywhere, as long as she likes to be willful, as long as she doesn't leave me casually in the future."

(End of this chapter)