You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 223
Ying Yu adjusted his breath a few times before he finally recovered, and simply took over the maid's work, handing a sip of tea to Wen Qing'er's lips to feed.

Seeing Qingqing eating happily, she miraculously did not feel the cramps in her abdomen.

Seeing that the plate was mostly empty, Ying Yu stopped.

Qingqing probably doesn't know what she's eating right now, if she continues to feed like this, Qingqing will accumulate food, and he doesn't want to make Qingqing feel uncomfortable.

Xu was about to take a rest, Ying Yu saw Qingqing's hair loose for the first time, the waterfall-like blue silk was loosely gathered with a piece of satin, and obediently stuck to her slender back along her fair neck.

The hair on both sides of the face was quite mischievous, seeing the master lowering his head, he slipped out not to be outdone, and hung on both sides of Wen Qing'er's cheeks.

Ying Yu saw that some residue was still hanging on the corner of Wen Qing'er's mouth, so she couldn't help but gently wiped it off with her fingertips.

By the way, she tidied up the naughty strand of hair next to her cheek, and stretched out her fingers to pin it behind Wen Qing'er's ear.

The slightly callused fingertips rubbed against Wen Qing'er's delicate face.

Wen Qing'er was shocked, and then realized that the people who just handed over the food were not Xichun and Nianxia, ​​but Ayu!

Wen Qing'er hurriedly cut off the remaining needle and thread, and handed the cloak in her arms to Ying Yu in front of her.

Stuttering: "I just, I thought, I didn't, I sewed it up, A Yu can't tell if I can see it!"

Ying Yu pinched the repaired corner, ruthlessly put on the cloak and tied it up.

Bending down to Wen Qing'er who lowered her head because of shyness, said softly: "Qingqing, I should go."

Wen Qing'er raised her head, clutching her cuffs with her fingers, showing some reluctance on her face, but she still nodded slightly towards Ying Yu.

"See if you just returned to Beijing today, you should go back soon and have a good rest."

Ying Yu smiled and shook her head: "I will return to Beijing tomorrow. I will run back quietly, and I will run back quietly later. Qingqing has to hide it for me. If others find out, the emperor will punish me."

"Of course I will help you hide it."

Wen Qing'er muttered in a low voice: "You came to see me, and I have to be responsible for you."

Wen Qing'er and Ying Yu went to the window and pushed the closed window open.

Seeing that Ying Yu was about to step out, Wen Qing'er said with concern: "A Yu, be careful all the way, if you get scratched, I can't mend your clothes for you anymore."

"Don't worry, Qingqing, I will protect the cloak that I mended for me, and I dare not let it hurt me again."

Then Ying Yu suppressed her smile, and looked at Wen Qing'er in front of her by the moonlight.

It was as if he wanted to imprint Wen Qing'er's figure deeply in his mind at this moment, and bring Wen Qing'er back as many times as he wanted.

"Qingqing, can I come again?"

Ying Yu half-closed her eyes, only daring to stare at her own self-esteem, and asked this sentence with difficulty.

He is well aware that he has made a lot of progress today, but even if he returns to the capital tomorrow, he still has affairs to attend to.

I don't know when I can meet Qingqing, and I can't ask Ah Si to help call Wen Qinger to the house every time.

Seeing that Wen Qing'er hadn't answered for a long time, Ying Yu sighed slightly in his heart, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

After all, he was still reckless today, and it was normal for Qingqing not to agree. He should have known that there would be such a result.

Ying Yu had no choice but to force a smile, and said to Wen Qing'er: "A Yu said the wrong thing, Qingqing, don't worry, it's almost three o'clock, let's take a break earlier."

Ying Yu was about to raise his legs and step out of the window when he suddenly felt a small hand grabbing the cloak behind him.

(End of this chapter)