Sick girl Qin Shaoru is paranoid

Chapter 112 Qin Chen, don't take it to heart
Qin Chen curled his lips slightly, but the coldness in his eyes was very clear.

Song Mianmian didn't expect him to listen to her and really go out.

He simply turned his back and hurriedly put on his clothes with a sense of being in a hurry.

The girl's back is straight and slender, her waist is full, her skin is as clear as snow, and it is as translucent as the finest suet jade.

The long black and thick hair was casually scattered behind the back, the sharp contrast between black and white, the temptation of beauty, silently seductive.

After Song Mianmian put on her clothes, her face was still red, and she gave him an angry look, even though it looked more like coquettishness.

"Where did you go?" Qin Chen suppressed his emotions, only a touch of coldness overflowed.

Song Mianmian was slightly taken aback by his question.

The disgusting memory she had just forgotten surged up again in an instant.

She frowned, and her small face instantly turned a little pale, "I met another inexplicable person again."

Qin Chen narrowed his eyes, his breath became cold, "Huh?"

He stretched out his hand and gently pulled the girl closer, leaning over slightly, the slightly icy breath was so eloquent, slowly falling on her face, the hand on his waist supported her waist, forcing her to get closer to him, he could only Looking up at her with a small face.

As if, he couldn't miss any emotion on her face.

Song Mianmian choked her throat, turned her face away, avoided the sharpness of his eyes, and said, "Qin Chen, I met Zhuang Dong."

The moment the last two words fell, Song Mianmian suddenly turned her face away, and her eyes fell on his face.

no emotion
Nothing fluctuates.

Song Mianmian stared at him, and said word for word, "I was knocked out and woke up in a remote abandoned factory, and then I saw Zhuang Dong."

The man's handsome face was still covered with strands of chill, without any fluctuation because of a single word she said.

Song Mianmian frowned slightly, maybe it was really not Qin Chen, but someone behind the scenes who deliberately framed her
While she was wandering, the man's eyes fell on her hand on his chest, and there was a gloomy look in his eyes, "So, this hand was injured by Zhuang Dong?"

Song Mianmian was slightly stunned, her fingers curled up in an instant, and she raised her eyes, misty eyes mixed with a trace of innocent confusion, she was slow to realize that his focus was on her hands?
She paused, and then said, "He seems to be crazy."

"He doesn't recognize me."

Song Mianmian said, her little face turned pale with fear, "."

She was real and almost died at his hands.

The next second, Qin Chen's sharp gaze suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and he stretched out his hand to part the girl's long hair.

Song Mianmian only felt the temperature of his cold fingertips coming from his neck, and before he had time to react, Qin Chen's icy voice rang out, "You were pinched by him?"

Song Mianmian was startled by his sudden cold gaze, "Yes"

Song Mianmian frowned, her eyes seemed to be caught in some terrible scene, she sniffed, looking aggrieved and frightened, "He suddenly went mad and rushed up."

Qin Chen condensed for a while, his eyes were full of rain and rain, as if he was forcibly controlling the emotions that could not be suppressed, his whole body was gloomy and terrifying.

Song Mianmian bit her lip, shocked by his terrifying gaze, and had no place to rest her hands, "It's okay, Qin Chen, don't take it to heart, I'll just pay more attention."

"En." After a long time, the man's deep and hoarse voice sounded, Wei Liang's fingertips lightly rubbed her small face, restraining the coldness in his eyes.

After Song Mianmian took a bath, he applied medicine to her and coaxed her to sleep.

Only then did Qin Chen walk out of the room slowly.

(End of this chapter)