There are bright stars in your eyes

Chapter 631 Death (2)

He Ziqian raised his head and waved his hand to signal that he could leave.

But at the moment when he looked up, Xie Zhen saw a knowing smile on his face.

The smile was obvious and bright, spreading from the lips to the bottom of the eyes.

At this moment, he knew that Miss Zhao's position in Mr. He's heart had been replaced by no one.
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After Xie Zhen left, He Ziqian tentatively covered Zhao Wanqing's small face with his hand, whirling gently.

Although she is blind and cannot see her appearance, she can feel her presence.

Her small face is still so thin, her shoulders are still so thin, and her waist is still so slender.

He tightened his left arm, bringing her body closer to his chest, then lowered his head slightly, and tentatively kissed her forehead lightly.

"I'm sorry, Wanwan, I was too irritable at night and hurt you. I promise here that I won't lose my temper with you casually in the future and make you feel wronged again."

After he finished speaking, he narrowed his unfocused, blank eyes and smiled softly.

After the bone fracture, he couldn't walk freely, and after being blinded, he couldn't see anything, and he would inevitably be irritable, restless, and angry.

However, with so many people around him, he could get angry at the doctor, the nurse, and Xie Zhen, how could he get angry at her?

How could he be willing?

If something happened to her tonight, he would definitely regret it for the rest of his life.

Thinking of this, he hugged her slender waist tightly, pressed his face against her hair, smelled the fragrance of her hair, and fell asleep drowsily.
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Early the next morning, Zhao Wanqing slowly opened her eyes.What he saw was a magnified handsome face.

Although that face looked haggard and tired, the deep and three-dimensional facial features and the graceful and well-proportioned facial lines still made that face fatally attractive.

"Are you awake?" the person next to him asked, his voice low and hoarse, but not cold.

Zhao Wanqing raised her head and saw his deep eyes staring at her, but the eyes were scattered, dazed and unfocused.

It wasn't until this moment that she remembered that his eyes were blinded by the car accident.

He knew he woke up, probably because his body twisted.

The man beside him rubbed his right hand up to her cheek, whirling gently up and down, as if feeling the smoothness of the facial skin.

"Did you sleep well last night?" The man asked softly, the expression on his face was very relaxed and happy, even the eyebrows and eyes that were tightly knit yesterday were relaxed.

Zhao Wanqing lowered her eyes, which were as clear as water, and did not speak.

No wonder she slept so soundly and deeply last night, it turned out she was held in his arms.

His chest is so firm, so warm, and makes people feel safe.

However, this chest does not belong to me.

She gave a low "um", lifted the quilt, and was about to get up, but he held her shoulder.

"Sleep a little longer, you still have to take care of me today."

She struggled to resist again, "No more, uncle and aunt will be here in a while, and the attending doctor will also come to check you up."

The man beside him was silent, but secretly tightened his right arm holding her slender waist, restraining her so that she couldn't move at all.

Zhao Wanqing looked out the window and saw that the sun was waning, and it was not yet bright, so she lay down again and closed her eyes.

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