I still love you

Suddenly, the man beside the bed moved, as if to wake up.

At the beginning of summer, my eyes turned around. It seemed a little nervous. I suddenly didn't know what to do.

The next second, she closed her eyes and pretended to be sleeping and never woke up.

Leng Jiting raised his head, then stretched out his hand and touched her forehead.

After feeling that the temperature was no longer hot, the worry in his eyes was relieved layer by layer.

He sat back in his wheelchair, and then a strange and gentle kiss fell on his forehead in early summer.

When Leng Jiting left, early summer Nian slowly opened his eyes.

Her cheeks were red, and the two red halos on them were even more obvious. Her face was hot, as if she had a high fever again.

The temperature between her forehead seemed to still exist on her forehead, and the soft touch was printed on her forehead, as if it could not disappear.

Her hands were uncontrollably covered on her forehead, but her heart was pounding, as if to break through her chest.

The high nervous heartbeat and breathing made her almost suffocate.

The second young master kissed her and kissed her forehead

"This should be the gentlest time for the second young master?"

Uncontrollably, the picture of Leng Jiting kissing her forehead came back to her mind again.

Think of it again and again, just like being under a spell.

At the beginning of summer, Nian repeatedly shook his head: "calm down, calm down. In early summer, don't be disturbed by a man. "

Get in a good mood. She just went downstairs.

As soon as I went downstairs, I saw Leng Jiting and Xia Yuchen sitting at the table.

After what happened yesterday, Xia Yuchen also seemed much more cheerful, with a few more smiles on his face from time to time.

"Second young master, good morning, Xiaochen, good morning."

Early Xia Nian felt a little embarrassed when she looked at Leng Jiting, and deliberately avoided her sight.

Leng Jiting glanced at her faintly, as if he didn't care at all: "how's the cold?"

She sat in a chair. "Much better."

"Well, I'm going to send something to a professional psychologist to cure my speech."

He said faintly, but he was thinking about Xia Yuchen.

Early summer Nian couldn't help looking at Xia Yuchen, "Xiaochen, would you like to go?"

Previously, she also wanted to send Xiaochen to the hospital to cure Xiaochen's stuttering. However, 100000 Xiaochen didn't want to go to the hospital at that time.

So now, she is not sure whether Xiaochen will be willing.

Xia Yuchen's eyes are still struggling, but there is a lot less resistance before.

Like a long ideological struggle, he finally slowly nodded his small head: "Mommy, I, I want, I want to go!"

Looking at Xia Yuchen who promised to come down, Xia chunian was stunned.

"Xiaochen, why did you suddenly figure it out?"

Xia Yuchen looked at Leng Jiting, then raised his fingers and pressed on his small mouth.

"Mommy, this, this is the secret of me, me and my uncle."

She was stunned and blinked. She looked incomprehensible: "you and the second young master?"

Why doesn't she know that Xiaochen has such a good relationship with the second young master? And a little secret.

After a while, some jealousy spread in her heart. She and Xiaochen didn't have a little secret of both sides. Xiaochen had a relationship with the second young master.

After breakfast, Leng Jiting personally sent Xia Yuchen to Aston college.

Xia Chu Nian looked at the servant in charge of the kitchen: "Mom Zhang, thank you for the ginger soup you cooked for me last night."

If it weren't for that bowl of ginger soup, she wouldn't get well so fast now.

When the servant heard what she said, he was stunned: "madam, what are you talking about? What ginger soup? Why can't I understand? "

"Mom Zhang, have you forgotten? I suddenly had a fever last night. Didn't the second young master ask you to prepare ginger soup for me? "

Early summer read to remind.

The servant shook his head again and again: "no, we had a long rest last night. Moreover, even in the evening, the second young master didn't ask us to cook ginger soup."

She clearly remembers that she rested early last night. The second young master didn't tell them to cook ginger soup.

The servant turned and went into the kitchen. Then he found something in the refrigerator: "it's strange that there was a bag of ginger left yesterday. Why is it missing?"

At the beginning of summer, Nian stood alone and thought of Leng Jiting who took care of her all night yesterday, as well as the knife wounds and cuts on his hand

Her eyes were full of shocked light. Could it be said that the second young master cooked the ginger soup himself?

This, this, this is impossible, isn't it?

Rolls Royce soon stopped at the door of Aston. Xia Yuchen tightened his small schoolbag and blinked at Leng Jiting when he was ready to get off.

"Uncle, remember, we, our agreement?"

Leng Jiting stretched out his little thumb, "of course I remember."

Xia Yuchen also put out his little thumb and hooked his finger, "uncle said, said oh. Only, as long as, as long as I go to treatment, I can cure my stuttering. Uncle, uncle will live forever. Yes, to Mommy, good. No, no, leave Mommy. "

There was no emotion and look on the man's face, as if it were a piece of ice that would not melt.

"Well, I remember."

Xia Yuchen jumped out of the car and waved to Leng Jiting in the car. His back disappeared in the college.

Liu Jinnian in the driver's seat yawned and seemed to be complaining about Leng Jiting's phone call yesterday.

"By the way, Ji Ting, how was the ginger soup made yesterday?"

Leng Jiting folded his hands on his thighs and looked cold and light: "what ginger soup?"

Liu Jinnian shrugged, as if he had long been used to it.

"One more thing, Ji Ting, my sister-in-law is really tough."

"Yesterday, my sister-in-law went to the young master's class and beat all the children of famous families and nobles in the young master's class. Today, many people called to warn us... "

Leng Jiting frowned slightly when he heard this.

Seeing his frown, Liu Jinnian did not forget to comfort: "but don't worry, fortunately, my sister-in-law's hand is not heavy. Those children are all right. So it didn't make a big deal. I've dealt with it. "

"But my sister-in-law really doesn't know how to look at people. All these people fight. Can those children fight?"

Leng Jiting's thin lips gently opened: "go and order a pair of gloves. Don't let her hurt her hands. Also, go and buy some plasters."

In his thoughts, he seemed not to worry about the children beaten by Nian in early summer.

He was not worried about the power of the children's parents. He was more worried about whether Nian's hand hurt in early summer.