What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

Aoki Si couldn't open his eyes at this time, he heard the sound of splashing water in his ears, but moved his lips subconsciously, comforting Qiong: "It's okay... just sleep, it will be fine."

Qiong stretched out his hand and wiped Aokiji's hot cheeks with a towel, his cute little face looked more mature because of frowning: "Idiot, don't be brave."

"Go to sleep." Qiong's soft voice and movements made Aoki Si's unconsciously locked brows slightly relaxed, and she put the towel on Aoki Si's forehead over and over again, watching Aoki Si fall into a deep sleep.

Finally, the tired and sweaty Qiong sat quietly by the bed, looked at Aoki Si's face for a long time without saying a word.

Chapter 110 Did You Treat Her Too Much Like a Child?

"Fool……"

Looking at Aoki Si who fell into a deep sleep, Qiong sat on the edge of the bed, gently stretched out his usually cold hand, and gently stroked his still hot cheek.

Si's face...is smoother than expected.

Qiong stared blankly at Aoki, who fell into a deep sleep at this moment, Aoki who frowned slightly because of discomfort, his expression was no longer mature and calm as before.Looking at his clear but still childish face, Qiong realized for the first time that it turned out that Aoki Division was just an underage boy.

In the past, his every move was very mature, and his tone was like an adult, which almost made Qiong completely forget - but in terms of age, Aoki Division is only one year older than her, and he is only a 17-year-old boy.

At this time, perhaps because of the comfort of the cold little hands on his face, Aoki Division slightly stretched his brows in his sleep, and instinctively stretched his face in the direction of Qiong, as if he was acting like a spoiled child.

Qiong, who had never seen Aoki Si like this before, couldn't help but smile.

"Am I...too self-willed?" Qiong moved towards Aokiji's direction, his body was almost only separated from Aokiji by a quilt, and he could even feel Aokiji's body rising and falling with his breathing.

Rubbing his cheek with Qiong's hand, he hesitated for a moment, quietly lowered his head like a thief, and gently placed his little head on his heart.Aoki Division's heartbeat was steady and powerful, a sense of security that resembled the sense of security he felt from his father when he was a child, and Qiong couldn't help squinting his eyes.

Si, do you also have a hard day every day?Qiong lay on his body, sniffing the faint scent unique to Aoki, she couldn't tell what kind of scent it was, but she liked it very much.

That's right, two weeks ago, Si Cai had just lost his father, so how could he be as calm as he appeared?Qiong's eyes were a little guilty, she raised her head on Aoki Si's chest, and looked at him with a little bewilderment: He also often has the feeling that he is alone in the whole world?

No, at least I still have parents to rely on, Si is the real person, right?As soon as Qiong thought about how he deliberately ignored Aoki Si before, and even looked a little distant, he could feel the extremely heart-wrenching sadness with his heart: Si... must be very hurt because of this, right?

"For Si... am I special?" Qiong muttered to himself in a low voice, taking advantage of Aoki Si's drowsiness to confide all the things that he was usually embarrassed to say.

"Si Ping, do you also feel lonely?" Qiong slowly stood up, moved forward, and moved her small face onto Aoki's cheek, and Aoki's cheek was in her eyes, even the tiny pores were clearly visible.

"Will Si feel sad because of my estrangement?" Qiong lowered his head lightly, and pressed his cold forehead against Aoki Si's forehead, gradually feeling his cold forehead become warm: " But Si, why can you show yourself so strong?"

"Why is it that you treat me so well?" Qiong's silver hair hung down and fell on the side of Aoki's face. The tip of his nose and lips could even feel the hot air of Aoki's breathing. Reddened slightly at the thought.

"Is it because...you treat me as an ordinary younger sister?" Qiong slowly lowered her face, and the tip of her nose touched Aoki Si's.

"Is it still as precious as Si in my eyes?"

He closed his eyes, and the trembling eyelids exposed Qiong's uneasy heart.One hand was still on Aoki Si's face, but the other hand was unknowingly clenched the hem of the skirt.Using a little force, the two jelly-like lips moved down lightly, touching Aoki Si's face slightly, and I didn't know where I touched, but I felt as if an electric current had suddenly flowed through my body.Raising his head in a panic, and finding that Aoki was not moving, Qiong breathed a sigh of relief and sat up straight.

Wet the cooled towel again and placed it on Aokiji's forehead.Qiong smiled lightly, like a little girl who stole candy, innocent and happy.

Pointing Aoki's cheek with his finger, Qiong looked at Aoki tenderly: "I'm sorry, I didn't get your consent."

"But if you don't speak, I'll take it as if you don't mind." Qiong looked at Aoki Si who was still asleep and motionless, and nodded to himself: "It's fine if you don't mind."

Qiong stood up, picked up the water basin with both hands struggling, staggered down the stairs, made another basin of hot water for Aoki Si and put it up.

She began to repeatedly put a towel on Aokiji's head, and changed the water four or five times. After an hour, Aokiji's body temperature gradually stabilized, and then she stood up tiredly, ready to leave.

Before closing the door, looking at Aoki Si who was deeply asleep, Qiong said softly with a complicated expression: "Idiot... what a dream."

After closing the door, Aoki Division's room regained its tranquility.

……

I don't know how long it took before Aoki opened his eyes in a daze, he only felt that his throat was dry as if it was going to burn, and his head was still very dizzy.Perhaps it was the fatigue and mental stress of these days that all broke out at this moment, and he only felt that his strong body was as fragile as paper.

It's no wonder that Secretary Aoki not only gets up at five or six o'clock every morning to start making lunch, but also fights at night, and reads until twelve o'clock when he gets home before going to bed.I have to continue to practice various skills in the dream training room while sleeping, and the limited sleep time is further squeezed in this way.Two days a day is fine, after such a week or two, the burden on the body is indeed not small.

Barely sitting up, Aoki Si saw a cup of steaming warm water on the desk beside him.

Dazed for a while, Aoki Si slowly put a smile on the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand to take the water glass, and brought it to his mouth.After taking a sip, the water temperature was just right, and I don't know if Qiong did it by chance, but he put in painstaking efforts.

He drank the water in the water glass in one gulp, and his throat, which was so dry that it was about to smoke, finally felt better.Aoki took out his cell phone, the time on it was already 06:30 in the evening.

Too bad, Qiong hasn't eaten all day!

Aoki Si hurriedly got up, pushed open the door, and went down the stairs little by little while supporting the wall.

The light was on in the kitchen, and there was the sound of something being cooked.Aoki looked in surprise, and saw that Qiong's silver hair was tied into double ponytails, and he was wearing a white dress pajamas, and outside the pajamas, there was an apron that Aoki usually used for cooking.

Standing slightly on tiptoe, she vigorously stirred the porridge cooking in the pot with a spoon, her delicate little face pressed her two pink lips tightly, and her movements were extremely serious.A faint scent of porridge made Aoki, who hadn't eaten all day, feel suddenly hungry.

"Qiong?" Aoki Division called out.

Qiong turned his head and smiled slightly at Aoki Si: "Sit down and watch TV, it will be done in a while."

Of course, Secretary Aoki would not sit on the sofa and watch TV, but walked over quickly, saw her sweating profusely, and hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Let me do it, you go sit and rest for a while You don't usually exercise, but if you suddenly do so many things today, you will feel uncomfortable."

Qiong glared at Aokisi in dissatisfaction, without the slightest intention to step aside: "It's just cooking porridge, my body is not so weak!"

Aoki Division looked a little embarrassed: "This, this..."

"Quick!" Qiong looked at Aoki Division with a half-smile, "Why, do you think the food I made is not edible?"

"Of course not!" Aoki Secretary hurriedly shook his head.

He didn't even think about Qiong cooking for him, let alone the question of whether it was good or not, even if the porridge was boiled into crispy rice, he could still eat it.

"Then go sit and rest. If it wasn't for Si's illness, I wouldn't have done this." Qiong turned his head and focused on the rice grains cooking in the pot.