After dressing as a female match, I counterattacked

Chapter 175 "You are my medicine, if you don't cure me, I will die."

Zhiyun froze.

Han Qingrang's arms were very strong when he hugged her, holding her tightly in his arms.

"Han Qingrang, what are you doing?"

Zhiyun tried to turn around, but the band was too tight, Zhiyun had to break his arm.

Just such a movement seemed to hurt him.

"Weaving..."

Zhiyun sensed his uneasiness, turned around, and held his wrist, "Han Qingrang."

He lowered his eyelashes and stared into her eyes.

Seeing Han Qingrang in this state, Zhiyun felt uncomfortable.

It was the first time seeing him like this.

Like a restless and helpless child.

She asked him: "Just now Wei said that you came to the chamber of commerce and then left again. Did you just wait outside?"

"Ah."

"Did you see me come back?"

"Ah."

"You also saw that I sent Si Yufeng away?"

"Ah."

Zhiyun couldn't help smiling, "Apart from um, did you have anything else to say?"

"Zhizhi, I miss you."

This is what he most wanted to say.

He came closer to her, held her face in his hands, lowered his head, and pressed his forehead against hers.

"Please, Zhizhi, don't ignore me, okay..."

When he said this sentence just now, Zhiyun was already very surprised, and now, it is this sentence again.Zhiyun's palm covered the back of his hand, "I didn't want you, we are boyfriend and girlfriend."

Han Qing made a lonely voice: "In your eyes, I am dispensable."

This made Zhiyun puzzled, so she comforted him first: "It's not optional, it's just that I think couples shouldn't stick together like this all the time, it will always affect the relationship. Give each other a love Space is the best way to get along, isn't it!?"

These words are just her true thoughts.

"Zhizhi, you still don't like me enough." Han Qingrang's eyes dimmed

"..."

A lot of words were brewing in his heart, but Zhiyun finally suppressed them.

"I'm still busy at work, you..."

Not finished yet.

Zhiyun found that Han Qing changed his expression.

Become covered with haze and frost.

This was just an expression of anger, but it was far from enough. The aura emanating from his body was like the aura of death pressing Zhiyun in front of him.

The corners of his mouth slowly curled up a little, but his face was as white as paper, and the eyes under the lens were bloodshot red, filling his eyes bit by bit.

She subconsciously took a step back.

Han Qingrang approached her.

"Han Qingrang."

She called his name, trying to wake him up.

But his condition didn't improve, on the contrary, it became even more terrifying, causing Zhiyun to feel a kind of fear from the bottom of his heart, not afraid of him, but his soul, the kind of demon that is like being chained in hell. His soul takes possession.

For the first time in such a long time, Zhiyun saw another side of him in the gentle Han Qingrang.

With the usual him, there is a shortcut.

She understood the situation at this time, she should run away from him immediately.But after taking a few steps back, Zhiyun stopped.

"cold……"

He suddenly hugged her from the front, this time he didn't use much strength, just hugged her gently.

Just this action still made Zhiyun's heart tremble a little.

Immediately afterwards, his helpless and pitiful voice came: "Zhizhi, I'm sick."

"... Illness? What kind of illness?" Zhiyun asked subconsciously.

He said: "I am terminally ill and very serious. You are my medicine. If you don't cure me, I will die."

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　　Happy New Year everyone, the update will resume tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)