After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

  Chapter 709 I can't sleep as much as you want these days

  It had just rained in Yanjing in May, and the night wind was a bit cool.

  Xia Qing stood in place with the medicine box, the skirt swayed slightly with the breeze, and Pei Zhengyang's question echoed repeatedly in her eardrums.

  Do you know how I feel every time you escape from the dead?

  She is not him, but she understands how he feels.

  Just as she saw the gunshot wound on his abdomen just now, her heart would shrink involuntarily, and the anxiety and fear that she had suddenly gave birth to, still felt scared at this moment.

  She didn't dare to think about the result of the wound a little higher.

  Pei Zhengyang was right, she was scared.

  Although he has tried his best to restrain, the shock and fear at the moment when he saw the wound just now cannot be concealed.

  And this is not what disturbs her the most. She is most afraid that he will encounter the same danger next time.

  Otherwise he will not try to force her away.

   Pei Zhengyang saw Xia Qing not moving, and his voice was low and hoarse, "I was hurt so little, and you were so distressed to be afraid. Have you ever thought about how I am afraid every time you have an accident? Not to mention... Qing Qing people are not lucky every time."

  Every time Xia Qing was injured, his heart seemed to be thrown into the fire, especially when he thought that she was the one who died once.

He clearly remembered the despair and helplessness in the explosion in the arena when he thought the deceased was Qing Qing, and later in Durin, Qing Qing's pale face lying on the hospital bed, and the fact that Da Zhang daggers his dagger a few days ago. On her neck.

  Every time she wandered on the verge of death.

  He was heartbroken every time.

  If he can, he no longer wants to face that kind of scene.

  But every time she had an accident more or less because of him.

"What?" The evening breeze blew on her body again, Xia Qing shivered, and then she moved again as if she had been pressed by the pause button, first put the medicine box back in place, and then walked to the window to hold it. The gap where the window was open closed, and finally walked back to Pei Zhengyang and asked him back.

  Which so?

  Pei Zhengyang was still sitting on the ground. Hearing Xia Qing's words, he raised his head to look at her. The dark and bright peach eyes that were always shining with water were also looking at him, revealing a touch of determination that made his heart tremble.

   "Qing Qing..." Pei Zhengyang didn't know how to respond to her, and he whispered Qing Qing lowly. His Qing Qing was so good, so that he was even more reluctant to get hurt by her.

  But the situation before him now is that no matter how he chooses her, she may be injured.

   But in his opinion, as long as she is safe and healthy, emotional matters can be put on hold, but his little fat guy obviously doesn't think so.

   "Get up." Xia Qing knelt down and took away the silver needle from Pei Zhengyang's neck. After saying this, he smelled the smell of Su Bixi's perfume on his body, his face changed slightly, and coldly ordered, "Go take a bath, it smells bad."

Seeing Qingqing pulling out the needle for herself, Pei Zhengyang thought she was not so angry anymore. He looked at her own little fat man with a handsome face, but then he could hear this sentence, bowed his head and sniffed, "No Right?"

   Xia Qing stared at him coldly, the disgust in her eyes was very straightforward.

  Pei Zhengyang, "...OK, I'll go."

   "Don't touch the wound." Xia Qing watched Pei Zhengyang get up and walked towards the bathroom. Thinking of his wound, he couldn't help but added abruptly.

Pei Zhengyang, who had just been pierced with two stitches and was so disgusted, walked heavily to the bathroom. He didn't know that Xia Qing's words sounded behind him, and the dull face suddenly turned back to Xia Qing, with amber eyes. All surprises, Qingqing is caring about him?

  It occurred to Qingqing that although Qingqing disliked him stink, but did not drive him away, and let him take a bath in her place, so this is not angry with him?

  Xia Qing met the man’s shining eyes, avoided awkwardly, and said crudely, "What a daw!"

  Pei Zhengyang hurriedly responded, and walked briskly into the bathroom. After a while, he stood at the door with a bath towel, "Qingqing, can I use your towel?"

  "Qingqing, which is your shampoo?"

   "Qing Qing..."

  Xia Qing’s bath towel is small, and Pei Zhengyang can only cover her private position when wrapped around her body. She asks this and that at the bathroom door so back and forth, and Xia Qing begins to wonder why she wants this man to take a bath in her bedroom?

  Could it be that I just smelled the smell of other women on him, shouldn't it be the right choice to chase him away in the first place?

  Unfortunately, it is too late.

  Because Pei Zhengyang had finished washing, she continued to wrap up her little bath towel and walked out, wiping her hair with one hand and pressing the bath towel with her hand. His face was still innocent, "Qing Qing, didn't change clothes."

  Xia Qing stared at the man's symmetrical abdominal muscles and proudly long legs, took a deep breath, and finally set his eyes on his wound.

  Pei Zhengyang met Xia Qing’s gaze invitingly, “I’m very careful, I haven’t gotten too much.”

   Xia Qing angrily looked at the wet gauze, "Is it not too much?"

  After saying his fate, he went to carry the medicine box and replaced the wet place.

   Just halfway through, Xia Qing suddenly felt that the man on the side was too quiet. He looked up suspiciously and faced Pei Zhengyang's wet eyes just after taking a shower. His heart jumped uncontrollably, and then he concealed his head down.

But Xia Qing lowered her head, but the man sitting next to her didn't let her intentions go, licked her lips, and her daily Qingrun voice seemed to have been swept away by a layer of water, and his voice was dumb and coquettish to her, "Farewell Qingqing Angry, okay?"

  Xia Qing couldn't control her hand and shook her head inconceivably, looking up at Pei Zhengyang, the man wrapped in a bath towel with such a terrible face and acted like a baby at her. What about moral integrity?

  She is afraid that it is not a person to find herself, but a male fairy.

  Seeing that Xia Qing didn’t speak, Pei Zhengyang persevered, "Qingqing, don’t get angry, okay? I can’t sleep as much as you think for the past few days."

  Xia Qing, "..." MD, what a foul!

  Huh!

  Taking a deep breath, Xia Qing continued to hold back without speaking. She was afraid that she would feel soft when she opened her mouth. She lowered her head and quickly handled the last place before raising her head, "Okay, you can go now."

   After finishing talking, I looked at the man’s eyes with the bedside lamp, and there was indeed a layer of bruise, and I don’t know if it looked extra heavy because of the light and shadow.

  A touch of pity flashed in my heart, but thinking of what the man had done recently, he deliberately lowered his face and waited for him to leave.

  You can take a shower, Pei Zhengyang is willing to go wherever he goes, looking down at the bath towel wrapped around him, "I have no clothes."

  The implied meaning can’t go.

   "Just put it on."

   "Dirty." Someone began to play helplessly.

  Xia Qing raised her head and looked at the short hair that the man hadn’t dried. She looked handsome and gentle under the orange light, which made Xia Qing’s tone a little fluttering, "Then what do you want?"

   "I'm so tired, let me sleep for a while." Pei Zhengyang murmured softly.

  After saying this, he simply collapsed on Xia Qing’s bed and blinked at Xia Qing, "Qing Qing accompanies me to sleep."

  Xia Qing, "..." So his purpose tonight is to faint her, and then come and let her sleep with him?

   "Get up, things haven't been clarified yet." Xia Qing didn't want to stay with this man confusedly.

  But as soon as she finished speaking, a man’s shallow breathing sounded in her ear. Is this asleep?

  (End of this chapter)