Chapter 1007 Paste
It was night, when Su Qingyi was lying on the bed bored, suddenly a black shadow broke into her room.

Without even thinking about it, Su Qingyi knew who it was.

"Shiqin!"

Su Qingyi yelled at the door without hesitation, wanting the girl to beat An Ran out, but An Ran's movements were not slow, before Su Qingyi could say the rest, she hurriedly covered Su Qingyi's mouth with her hand!

Of course, An Ran was not afraid of Shiqin and the others breaking in, but was afraid that Su Qingyi's movement would be too loud, and the guards outside would hear it, which would cause unnecessary trouble!
But having said that, the overall level of the nursing home invited by the General's Mansion this time has indeed improved a lot compared to before, which is worthy of the status of the General's Mansion.

"This king is wrong, is it okay if this king is wrong? Yi'er, do you really have the heart to watch this king die alone and never talk to him again?"

An Ran murmured softly in Su Qingyi's ear, and the breath that belonged to His Royal Highness King Jing blew on Su Qingyi's ear, which immediately made Su Qingyi's heart beat wildly, and her face turned red with a "swipe". It is a bit brighter than the sunset glow in the sky.

Su Qingyi wanted to push An Ran away, but An Ran stuck to Su Qingyi's side tightly like a paste, even though Su Qingyi beat and pinched, she just refused to walk away from Su Qingyi's side.

After tossing and tossing for a while, Su Qingyi was exhausted, and then she slowed down her "offensive". Feeling aggrieved, two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks involuntarily.

Sensing the change in Su Qingyi's mood, An Ran gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Su Qingyi's eyes, her eyes were full of distress: "Good Yier, this king is wrong, it's all this king's fault, this king is here to confess to you , you have a lot of adults, please forgive this king this time? This king promises that it will never be like this again in the future!"

It's good not to say these words, but Su Qingyi's tears became more joyful when she said these words.

"Oh, oh, why are you crying again? You are still sick, but you must not be sad and angry anymore! In this way, whether you want to beat me or scold me, just tell me what you want to do, and I will How about hitting yourself and scolding yourself to vent your anger on you?"

While talking, An Ran let go of Su Qingyi, and punched himself hard in the chest!
"What are you doing!"

Su Qingyi exclaimed, choked with sobs and said, "You clearly know what I'm thinking, but you still do it on purpose, don't you mean to make me uncomfortable on purpose? If you want to die, you go out and talk about it, don't put on airs in my Limoyuan !"

Hearing Su Qingyi finally speak, An Ran's face suddenly beamed with joy: "You just need to talk to me! Yi'er, I really know that I was wrong this time...I swear to you, Licorice and I really don't care about anything. If it didn't happen, it was just a misunderstanding, don't be angry, okay?"

"Do you think I'm angry only because of the licorice?"

Su Qingyi glared at An Ran unceremoniously, and sobbed with a strong nasal voice: "What's the matter with a girl, I'm because you don't understand my heart!"

"what?"

A trace of confusion flashed in An Ran's eyes.

"I knew it, you don't even know why I'm angry!"

Seeing An Ran's astonishment, Su Qingyi suddenly felt powerless as if she had punched the cotton with a fist, turned around, angrily stopped looking at An Ran, and only secretly wiped her tears.

(End of this chapter)

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