Some people have borrowed things for a long time, and they feel that they have become their own.

  The clothing industry of the Qin family originated from Qin Qing's inspiration, but after so many years, this kind of begging has become a matter of course, so that when Qin Qing wanted to get it back, the two sides completely tore their faces.

  Because he knew the nature of the Qin family, Qin Qing did it this time with peace of mind.

  After Qingcheng was officially on track, her life became extremely busy. She went to class during the day and hid in the casino at night to draw pictures. She had to act as a banker. After going back and forth for a month, she sent Song Ruye on the plane to M country, and she insisted on going with her when she got on the plane.

   "I promised that I will take care of you until the injury is healed." Looking at Song Ruye in the wheelchair, she never let go of her frowning brows all the way.

"Stop fighting, see how thin you are, and take care of me. Don't let me take care of you when the time comes." Song Ruye directly pulled the ticket in her hand and pushed her back, not yet Forget to speak hard, "I'm back alive and kicking back soon, but it's you, it's not a way to keep busy like this, you should find some helpers."

  Qin Qing pinched her eyebrows, thinking that the skin grafting operation in country M was not a big problem, and finally had no choice but to compromise. She looked down and smiled: "Okay, wait for you to come back."

   "No problem." Song Ruye gave her a V in a weird way, and then he was pushed into the boarding gate.

  Gray shadows swept across the sky, and in the blink of an eye it was the scorching heat, cloudless sunny weather, and the high temperature of the earth's surface reached more than 40 degrees, and the steaming heat could be seen on the asphalt road.

  Qin Qing got into the car from the airport and asked the bodyguard to get home to wake herself up. Afterwards, she tilted her head and fell into a coma.

  I don’t know how long the time has passed, and in a daze, she feels like she has fallen into a warm embrace, the person exudes a faint smell of grass, and the movements are extraordinarily gentle, which makes people feel extremely relieved.

   When she opened her eyes completely, she saw that the sky outside was completely dark, and she was already lying on the bed. She reached out and touched the alarm clock on the side to see that it was already ten o'clock in the night.

"Ahem...Aman, are you there?" She coughed and coughed slightly, feeling a little sore all over her body. When she felt strange that she wanted to call someone, the door was knocked twice and gently opened. She thought it was Aman. She rubbed her forehead and just wanted to talk. As soon as she raised her eyes, she was shocked by the tall figure that suddenly broke in. She said without even thinking about it: "Why are you here?"

   "This is my home." The man strode over with a tray, still maintaining his usual concise style, opening his mouth to kill the topic in the cradle.

  "..." Qin Qing realized that she had asked stupid questions on her forehead and started to faintly aches, so she asked in another way, "Don't you have no holidays?"

  She remembered that Aunt Mei said that the men's team was very strict, and there was almost no vacation time throughout the year.

  This time, the other party skipped the question directly, put the tray in front of her, and threw the two words like an order, "Take medicine."

  This cold and murderous voice, people who didn’t know thought it was poison.

  Qin Qing dumbly squeezed the pill and recognized it, and found that the fever had gone down. Only then did he feel later and touched his forehead.

   "The fever is gone." The man told her the answer first, staring at the medicine in her hand, and said concisely: "Prevention."

"...Hmm." After all, it was also kind, and Qin Qing couldn't pierce the idea that normal people don't need to take medicine to reduce fever. As soon as she handed the pill to her mouth, she suddenly realized that something was wrong, she moved and turned her head to look. To the man beside the bed, "Did you hold me upstairs just now?"

   "Well, you fainted." The man straightened his back and stood there, like an upright javelin, with a cold face, saying that he had a lot of emotions and owes, I'm afraid no one would believe it.

  But, holding her upstairs, entering the room and touching her forehead, to make sure she has a fever, then...Qin Qing subconsciously looked down at her changed pajamas.

   "Your auntie changed it." It seemed that she could see through her thoughts at a glance, and the man quickly explained, without any embarrassment on his face.

  On the contrary, the suspicious Qin Qing had a hot face, hurriedly swallowed the medicine and handed it back to the tray, trying to end this awkward scene early, "Thank you, I'm fine, I want to rest first."

  Speaking, she wrapped up the quilt again and wanted to lie back, but just as soon as she moved, the tray was tucked in again.

   "Drink it." The man stared at the remaining half of the milk, his eyes burning, and his attitude persisted.

  Qin Qing believes that she has a seven-orifice exquisite heart, and she treats others smoothly, but she can't see through the mind of this ice cube face, and she always feels weak in communication, and even if her mind is dizzy, she feels weak, "I can't drink."

  She hangs her head, her hair is loose, and she looks a bit pitiful.

  But, "No, you have to drink." The man still had a tough attitude, and his eyebrows were horrified.

  Qin Qing was also a little angry, pursing her lips and staring at her eyes, and asked back, "Why, can't I refuse it if I don't like it?" She had never seen such a tough guy.

   "No." The man is like a rock that is hard and soft. He directly picked up the cup and handed it to her. He said coldly, "You have lost 2.3 kilograms. You must drink milk before going to bed."

What? Qin Qing was taken aback for a moment, the anger that rushed into her heart abruptly stopped in the air, she looked down at the milk on her lips, then looked up at the man with a cold and ruthless face, her scalp suddenly numb, "So, Are you trying to give me nutrition? Wait, how do you know how much I have lost?

  In her staring gaze, the man gave the answer, "Hug it."

  As long as his hands have touched the same object, even a slight gap of a few millimeters can be measured.

  Major General Feng, who is highly professional and has absolute self-confidence, did not realize how ambiguous and ambiguous what he said.

Even if Qin Qing tried to stabilize her expression, she couldn't help but instantly flushed her entire face. Seeing the blush spread to the base of her ears, Feng Yan raised her hand and tried to touch her forehead again. The latter hid away and immediately picked up the cup. He drank the milk in one breath, then wrapped it in the quilt, and went directly to the top of his head, "I'm going to rest, good night."

  Behind a layer of quilt urn, the voice of the urn was vague, and it also made people unable to distinguish the panic in it.

  Feng Yan stood by the bed and frowned and watched for a long time. He finally corrected her bad habit of covering her quilt, and turned around and closed the door.

  For a long time, until the corridor could no longer hear the slightest noise, Qin Qing blushed and dug out herself from the quilt, breathing desperately, and calming her speeding heartbeat.

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