Her Overbearing Man

Seeing that he still didn't move, she said: "why don't you wake up? If you go on like this, I won't accompany you. I want to find a man who will smile at me, make me happy, and accompany me quietly when I feel uncomfortable. I don't care about you any more..."

"Ah Jian, do you hear me? Wake up quickly. I'm waiting hard..."

Leng Qianqian holds Leng Jian's hand and his cheek rubs his hand constantly, just like trying to wake up the man who is still asleep in this way.

Maybe it's because of being a soldier and holding guns all the year round. Leng Jian's hands are covered with thick cocoons.

Also because of this layer of cold Qianqian grow up, and as a doctor, often maintain their hands, keep the best condition.

That kind of cocoon is something that Leng Qianqian can never have.

For this reason, Leng Jian, who has been passive in this emotion, seems to have some inferiority complex and seldom touches Leng Qianqian with his own hands.

When Leng Qianqian and Leng Jian used to get along with each other, he was always restrained and polite. Only when he was teased by her, he would pursed his lips and quietly looked at her. Until he saw her unnaturally, he reached out to touch her face, gently, pinched her, and soon let go, as if he was afraid that she would be damaged by carelessness.

But Leng Qianqian doesn't care about these.

She is just a little uncomfortable, clearly in this feeling, the active person has been her, but she knows that the real aggrieved person is Leng Jian.

If it wasn't for her.

Leng Jian was supposed to be the younger generation of the Leng family. He was only a promising young man under lengyang.

He should have had the brightest future.

He should be dressed in military uniform, straight back, resolute face, and moving towards his goal all the time.

He should stand beside the future successor of Leng's family. The point of Jianfeng is where Leng Jian wants to go.

But, because of her, for her, it's all gone.

Even the injury this time was caused by her.

If she hadn't forced him to get involved in the affairs of Bai Linlin and her elder brother Leng Yang, in China, her mother would not have been able to do anything about Leng Jian.

But just because she wanted to leave, in order to be responsible for her, he decided to leave with her. Without hesitation, he gave up the rights that he had paid for many years.

Out of the country, although the sky is high and the sea is wide.

But at the same time, they have no umbrella.

On the contrary, her mother, who runs the company quite well, may not have no hands in country f, so even if they do everything they can, they can't prevent deliberate targeting and harm.

The more I think about the cause of all this, the more I feel sorry.

She kept grabbing Lengjian's hand and rubbing her cheek, as if expecting him to take back his hand anxiously because he was worried about wearing her face.

When Leng Qianqian dawdles, the thick cocoon rubs her delicate cheek, but she doesn't feel it at all.

She lingered for a while, and finally gave up. Looking at Leng Jian, she whispered: "wake up quickly, I miss you..."

"If you don't wake up again, I really don't care about you..."

Such words a export, cold Qian Qian eyes suddenly gathered tears, that pair of good-looking eyes for a time become watery, tears seem to crumble.

Although she said that, Leng Qianqian knew that it was just angry words. Now, she could not put him down.

When Leng Qianqian is staring at Leng Jian, the hand he has been holding suddenly moves in his palm.

That quiver lets cold Qian Qian can't help a quiver, she

For a moment, tears were still hanging in the corner of her eyes, and there was something unbelievable in her eyes. Then she slowly lowered her head to look at the rough hand that was still grasped by herself.

She stares at the hand, almost stares at it, and seems to be expecting something.

That kind of slight feeling as if illusion, let Leng Qianqian how can't ignore, she bit the lip, carefully staring at Leng Jian's hand, "you just now, did you move..."

The voice trembled, and one could imagine how excited and unbelievable she was.

However, she stared at the hand that seemed to have moved just now for a long time. The hand was still motionless. Leng Qianqian's eyes, which were still full of vitality just now, were slowly darkened, and even her tears were hanging in the corner of her eyes.

Her expression gradually tended to be flat. She raised her hand to put back Lengjian's hand. Just a moment before putting it down, the hand suddenly trembled again.

Leng Qianqian's eyes, some can't tell whether they should believe their eyes or choose to ignore them.

However, when she was at a loss, the hand moved more and more, even Leng Qianqian's hand was slightly moved.

This time, Leng Qianqian finally couldn't help but stare big eyes. The feeling that she was shaking with her own hands surprised her, and finally turned her unbelievable into tears of joy.

She covered her mouth. Her eyes were blurred by tears, but her eyes were still fixed on Leng Jian's hand.

At this time, she finally responded. She wiped her eyes and sucked her nose to hold back her tears. Then she raised her eyes and fixed on her face with a ventilator. She held Lengjian's hand tightly with her other hand, as if she could continue to give him strength.

After about two minutes, Leng Qianqian saw that on Leng Jian's calm face, her eyelashes began to vibrate, and she seemed to be struggling to open her eyes.

Then even the muscles on the cheek began to shake slowly. At this point, these can no longer be illusions.

Leng Qianqian holds Leng Jian's hand tightly, and stares at his face. "Wake up, ah Jian, wake up, you can, I believe you, wake up,..."

She kept whispering and encouraging the people who seemed to be awake at the next moment. This thing persisted for a long time. Her eyes, which were closed tightly for nearly half a month, suddenly opened and squinted like a butterfly's wings. They had been closed for a long time, and some of them didn't adapt to the light of this time.

He blinked quietly for a long time, and finally let himself adapt. Then he slowly turned his stiff neck and looked to the side where his hand was held. When he saw the unbelievable face, his eyes were gradually wet. There was a trace of guilt and heartache in his eyes.

He slowly and rigidly opened the corner of his lips and said two words "don't cry..."