The only cute pet: Boss, bring the red envelope first

Chapter 252 Little God's Road, Gone?
Xi Yushen looked at the little red envelope and raised his head, his deep eyes locked directly on her red eye sockets.

There were two dainty pinks on her face, as if she was buried in the pillow, depressed, and seeing her vaguely remnant expression of grievance, it invaded his heart in an instant, and he moved his generous palm lightly, ready to wipe her dry. The imprint left in the corner of the eye.

However, as soon as his hand moved gently, Gu Qinghuan buried his head back in an instant, and the speed was unparalleled.

Xi Yushen's eyes couldn't help slipping through the traces of unpredictable emotions. The palm of his hand paused for a moment, and he gently put it back on her hair in silence. A little bit of a different feeling.

The air was so quiet for a moment that the sound of a needle falling could be heard, but this weird and frozen atmosphere was different from when the teacher applied the medicine to her before.

Burying her little head back, Gu Qinghuan calmed her trembling and wet heart, felt the atmosphere, and couldn't help but feel a little silent and regretful, why did she shrink back so directly, wouldn't it be more to show the wrong information to the teacher?

And at this moment, she was also a little uncertain, unable to understand the teacher's heart, and had no idea what the teacher would do next.

After being quiet for a long time, Gu Qinghuan suddenly felt as if the big hand on her head had left, and there were gentle and rhythmic footsteps in the room, slowly advancing towards the door, and gradually, the entire room became silent, There was a sound of closing the door, and the teacher left.

Aware of this fact, Gu Qinghuan raised her head in an instant, blinked her watery eyes and looked at the empty room and the tightly closed door, a feeling of loss and unknown name floated in her heart.

Teacher, you just left...

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Facing the empty room unconsciously for a while, biting her tangled lips, Gu Qinghuan suddenly came to her senses, and lay back to rest under the thin quilt, clutching her little head and going crazy.

After a long, long time, he became slightly confused and became unsteady and sleepy.

The room that still had some vividness just now returned to tranquility in an instant, and the time ticked by every minute, and the sound of insects and birds chirping outside the window wafted in the ears.

I don't know how long, how long, the outer door suddenly rang again.

Gu Qinghuan's body was restless in sleep, unconsciously froze in a dream, and dared not turn her head, when she heard the familiar footsteps again.

hehe~
With her eyes closed, Gu Qinghuan couldn't help but subconsciously curled the corners of her lips sweetly. Countless thoughts flashed through her chaotically exploding head.

Finally, during the short and long time when the teacher walked to her bedside, she pretended to be normal and sat up.

The expression is calm, exactly like the appearance of crying a lot but realizing that he was wrong.

Suddenly looking at the clock on the wall, only half an hour has passed...

Putting the stewed pork rib soup on the table, sitting up weakly as he saw the little red envelopes on the bed, Xi Yu walked to the cabinet with deep eyes, lowered his tall body, took out a small pink folding table familiarly, opened it, Put it carefully on the bed in front of her.

Unable to see any changes in his expression of joy, anger, sorrow or joy, he got up and put the spare rib soup on the table, then continued to sit on the side without saying a word, as if he wanted to wait for her to finish drinking, and he helped her pack up.

Gu Qinghuan half leaned on the pillow, quietly watching this scene, just now she was a little happy and awkward, but suddenly she was slightly sour, and an unknown emotion surged up in her heart.

When the teacher went out, he made soup for her?
It was so dark, did he go to make soup for her?

The little face with tightly pursed lips turned slightly, and looked into the teacher's eyes, and she suddenly felt as if she had been defeated.

If just now, she was still hesitating whether to really listen to her heart, or sulk with the teacher, but now, she really has no hesitation.

No one would spend such a long time and countless actions like this to be ambiguous.

If the teacher always teased her intentionally or unintentionally before, then it should be sincere now.

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