I don't want a second-hand man: my wife turns over

When he opened his mouth, Qin Minglang's voice, like the strings of a piano, trembled out of tune: "Slowly>

He knew that he was heartbroken.

My whole body hurts.

He could also feel the despair of the woman in front of him, his most beloved woman.

His pale face didn't react at all when he heard his own voice, lying there like an unconscious corpse. [

Seeing such a situation, Qin Minglang felt that his heart was torn apart by life.

Bending down, picked up the quilt and covered Li Huanhuan's body, before his fingers touched Li Huanhuan's face.

Li Huanhuan seemed to have been frightened by something, and suddenly dodged backwards.

"Let go of me...don't touch me!..."

Li screamed slowly, full of fear.

Covering his head, he tried to avoid it.

Qin Minglang was taken aback.

"slowly>

Qin Minglang felt that Li Huanhuan like this was like a sharp knife piercing his heart fiercely.

It hurt so bad I couldn't breathe.

"Slow down, it's me>

This time, he pressed Li Huanhuan hard.

Don't let her move.

However, Li Huanhuan struggled even harder, wiggling his fingers vigorously, patting Qin Minglang.

The fingernails grabbed Qin Minglang's place, and dug there vigorously.

Qin Minglang didn't dare to use force, didn't dare to dodge, he could only bear the pain deeply.

Coaxing softly: "Slowly, it's me... I'm Mingming, I'm fine... Look, who am I?"

"Slowly...don't be afraid..."

The slender and strong fingers raised Li Ranran's chin with some strength but still gentleness, making her look into his eyes. [

Qin Minglang patiently repeated his own words word by word.

With a soft tone, warm tenderness bloomed in the air.

"Slow down, it's me>

Hearing these words slowly, Li knew that he couldn't struggle.