The lady is acting as a demon again today

Chapter 101 Seeing His Mood
He felt a roar in his ears, and he pulled the corner of his mouth with great effort, "Qingqing, are you joking with me?"

"Don't call me Qingqing. If you call me out, I'll be disgusted once." Her eyebrows were condensed, and her words were all stern: "From now on, you will still be your Qin Feng, and I, Luo Qingqing, will be Luo Qingqing. Let's go our separate ways."

That night, he sat at the table and she sat on the edge of the bed until dawn.

Later, he indulged himself more and more. When he thought of getting married, he secretly decided to take care of himself. Every time he felt that he was very ridiculous.

It had been three years, after he had become numb and had gotten used to her cold appearance, she suddenly changed in a daze.

She would laugh, though only occasionally.

She will speak soft words to him, she will ask him to help if she has something to do, she will say, but the husband will hurt...

All of this rekindled hope in his dying heart.

However, the uneasiness in it is stronger than before. He is afraid, afraid that she will betray him again, afraid that she will treat him indifferently, afraid that she will turn a blind eye to him...

"Sanggong, what's wrong with you?" The voice in his ear made Qin Feng suddenly wake up from his sadness.

Luo Qingqing saw that she had only said a word, and the young master's face darkened instantly, as if shaken by thunder.

Qin Feng looked at her with complicated eyes, yes, she still calls him Mrs.

Luo Qingqing couldn't help but startled when he stared at her like that, and took a step back.

The corners of his mouth were pursed, his voice was low but very clear: "You'd better remember what you said at this time."

Luo Qingqing was made a little uneasy by him, in other words, what did she just say.

Qin Feng stopped looking at her, and stretched out his hand weakly to pull the curtain that Luo Qingqing had hung up just now, but he couldn't pull it off.

Luo Qingqing saw her and hurried forward to help.

Qin Feng sighed deeply, closed his eyes, and lay obediently on the bed.

The series of past events he had just recalled made him upset and exhausted.

He needs to get a good night's sleep, he thought.

"Sanggong..." Luo Qingqing saw that he looked a little abnormal, and couldn't help but want to say a few words of concern.

Hearing her call, Qin Feng twisted his tightly closed eyes, and finally opened them slowly, but his tone was somewhat impatient: "What's the matter?"

"Does Xianggong's leg hurt?" Luo Qingqing could see the pain on Qin Feng's face, and after thinking about it, she felt that the young master was always alive and well, only yesterday he was hit by a stick.

After all, she is contributing to her natal family, so she is not so heartless.

What's more, now I really hope that the young master will take her out to learn more.

Hearing this, Qin Feng seemed to be in better spirits, but he still looked at her motionlessly.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Luo Qingqing thought he was too embarrassed to admit it, so she assumed that he acquiesced.

She struggled several times in her heart, but she still stepped forward. Although her movements were a little trembling, she finally sat safely on the edge of his bed.

She stretched out her hand and gently lifted the quilt from his body. She stepped on his leg last night, and he pointed to the footprints and questioned her...

She remembered it was left footed.

"I'll rub it for my husband." Luo Qingqing looked at the young master who was a little dazed, and ignored him, and stretched out her hands to gently caress his leg...

She could clearly feel that Qin Feng's legs were straight.

As soon as she moved her fingers, Qin Feng's legs trembled. Luo Qingqing couldn't help but frowned, and her voice sounded apologetic: "Sir, does it hurt?"

After a while, she saw the young master's eyelids move, and her voice was hoarse: "It hurts."

"What can I do?" Luo Qingqing was in a hurry, and immediately stood up, ready to find some dried herbs at home, "I'll go find some medicine for you, just lie down and don't move."

"Qingqing."

The voice from the young master behind him made Luo Qingqing stop involuntarily. After a moment's pause, the young master said again: "I'm fine. Go to sleep."

"Oh." Luo Qingqing glanced at the young master suspiciously, stretched out her hand to straighten the quilt for him, and remembering about going to the county seat, she couldn't help but ask again: "Then go to the county seat..."

"depend on mood."

【Good night】

(End of this chapter)