Can’t Stop You Stirring My Heart

Chapter 1107

The figure is quite perfect, quietly exhaling by smoothing the hair.

"Does the wound hurt?" Zhan Qing asked, wiping his hair.

Looking at this dormitory quietly, I didn't feel at all, and it was fake to say that it was not uncomfortable.

Even if you have already prepared in your heart, you will have expectations.

"Yeah." She answered quietly, and then asked, "Where is this place?"

"My dormitory!" Zhan Qing sat down by the bed and threw the towel in his hand to Quiet.

Then he said, "Quietly, wipe Jiu Shu's hair..."

Zhan Qing realized that his habitual actions still had habitual words after speaking.

Look at Quietly's injured calf again, then reach out and take the towel back, and continue to wipe it herself.

I quietly heard what Zhan Qing said, but didn't care, because she was distracted...

Zhan Qing sat across from her, making her face burning like fire.

The strong masculine breath made her throat tighten, her small hands gripped the quilt hard, and the palms of her hands were sweaty.

Zhan Qing's aura is very strong, and he is born with an aura of sub-kingdom.

At this time, he quietly reacted in a trance, this is Zhan Qing's dormitory?

Did he bring her to the soul of war? What is he doing?

This is his dormitory, isn't she sleeping in Zhan Qing's bed now?

Then the quilt on her body is also from Zhanqing?

And the pillow she had slept on just now, wasn't it also his?

Thinking of this, he hiccuped quietly, completely uncontrollably.

When I lowered my head quietly, I realized that my clothes had also been changed.

She wears a black half-sleeve, very big and loose, it should be Zhan Qing...

What a...

"Zhan Qing, you..." Quietly, his lips trembled.

Zhan Qing changed her clothes, didn't he look out?

"Zhan Qing, your uncle..." quietly took a pillow and smashed it at Zhan Qing.

Zhan Qing caught the pillow, put it aside, and then asked, "Are you hungry?"

That tone and expression, as if he hadn't seen it at all, was quietly losing his temper and angry.

Annoyed, "Asshole, give me the clothes."

Zhan Qing got up and opened the lunch box on the table. The dishes inside were all warm, and the food was just right now.

"Broiled pork, small yellow croaker, croquettes..." Zhan Qing said.

These are all quietly like to eat...

Smelling the scent quietly, my stomach groaned twice.

Smelling such a fragrant meal, I was hungry again, and quietly discovered that I seemed to have no spine.

Zhan Qing sat on the side of the bed with a lunch box, picked up a ball, and whispered it to his mouth.

Quietly turned away, did not speak or eat, but made a swallowing action.

People with amnesia will forget some people and things, but her preferences for food will not forget.

Quietly smelling the scent of the meatballs, it is not good to be greedy.

"Open your mouth!" Zhan Qing didn't put down his chopsticks because he quietly refused to eat.

Maruko is still quietly waiting...

"I'll eat it myself!" In the end, he quietly compromised, reaching out to grab the chopsticks in Zhan Qing's hand.

"You're hurt, I'll feed you, be good!"

Zhan Qing once again fed the **** to his mouth and said quietly.

What's special about her is a leg injury, not a hand injury...

Even if it was annoyed, it couldn't resist the temptation of good food, and finally quietly opened his mouth and ate the balls.

Eating quietly, with a satisfied look on his face.

Zhan Qing looked at the incense she was eating, a faint smile appeared on the corners of her lips.