shallow to deep GL

Her breath was so close that Ai Qian even forgot to breathe.

This doesn't look like a person who is 7 years older than her. Looking at it so closely, there are almost no flaws.

The problem is not very big.After Qin Zi doubled, he took out a small box of things from the inner layer of the medicine box.

She tore off the wrapping paper, glanced at the instructions on the box, and took out the plaster inside.

What is this? Ai Qian asked curiously, and leaned over to take a look.

Qin Zishuang squeezed something on his fingertips, a small piece of milky white, to remove the scar, and closed his eyes.

Ai Qian obediently closed her eyes immediately, Qin Zishuang suddenly looked up and looked a little dazed, the eyelashes of the person in front of her trembled, and she could still see her eyeballs rolling around under her eyelids, her lips were tightly closed, as if she was about to be tortured.

She suddenly thought of what Teacher Zhao said to her a few weeks ago, saying that something seemed to be wrong with Ai Qian's family. Her mother had already called before school started, telling the teacher to take good care of her, and please don't ask the teacher about Ai Qian's family. , the teacher immediately understood that it must be the parents' problem, and felt that Ai Qian was a little pitiful.

Teacher Zhao also said that she saw Ai Qian crying in the corner of the classroom after school.

If it weren't for the unexpectedly low grades this time, Teacher Zhao would not have thought about talking to the parents.

Although Mr. Zhao was really wordy and would repeat one thing several times, Qin Zishuang listened patiently for no reason.

Ai Qian is not just pitiful, but also too sensible, stubborn and hides.

She laughed, her eyes became gentler, and she painted it on the corners of her eyes, and said softly: How can a girl have scars.She squeezed some more.

Ai Qian didn't open her eyes, and didn't see the expression on her face when she said this.Is she cold or gentle.If it was cold, then why did she say it, and if it was gentle, why did she reproach her gently.

Thinking that her hand had moved to the corner of her mouth, Ai Qian also opened her eyes.

Qin Zi's lowered eyebrows came into view, he rarely pursed his lips, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked very carefully.

Ai Qian'en made a sound, indicating that she agreed to what she just said.

Thought it was over like this, but Qin Zishuang said again: Before finding a home, only you can love yourself, don't be too impulsive when you are young.

Cheng Yuanyuan knocked on the door suddenly and came in. What she saw was this scene. Qin Zishuang was sitting sideways on the sofa, and Ai Qian raised her head slightly, letting Qin Zishuang handle her face.

Cheng Yuanyuan came in with something to do, but she still stood and watched without speaking.

Ai Qian wanted to turn her head when she heard the voice, but Qin Zishuang called out, don't move.

The air around her began to change. The two got very close and she seemed to be able to smell the faint fragrance of Qin Zishuang. I don't know what kind of perfume she used, or it was useless. She actually had a little comfort.

Qin Zishuang screwed back the cover little by little, and put it directly in Ai Qian's hand. He looked up at the wound and was very satisfied.

Then she looked into her eyes and asked: Do you know what's wrong?

wrong?

Ai Qian suddenly realized that the topic was about fighting again.

I am not wrong.Ai Qian's tone was weak, but with a hint of stubbornness.

it is good.

Qin Zishuang stood up, took out a tissue, squeezed his hands, threw it into the trash can and said to the person at the door: Yuanyuan, go find a 1000-word self-criticism and give it to Ai Qian.

Ai Qian, huh?

She watched Qin Zishuang walk over, opened the drawer of the desk, took out the car key from it, put it through the keychain, held it in the palm of his hand in a circle in the air, straightened his coat, hooked his hand and said to her: let's go Come on, let's go eat.

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Qin Zishuang took her to a Chinese restaurant.

It was already [-] o'clock in the evening, and due to the weather, there were very few customers in the store. The decoration style was red ancient wood, and the waiters at the door also wore cheongsams to greet them accordingly.

When they came in, the waiter nodded slightly and called out politely: Miss Qin.

Appears to be regulars.

Before taking two steps, another waiter came to the store. Although it was still a cheongsam, the color and style had obviously changed. She smiled and stepped forward, took the umbrellas from Qin Zishuang and Ai Qian, and made a gesture of invitation. Q: What did Miss Qin eat this time?

Qin Zi put his hands in his pockets: let's cook some light dishes.Speaking of which, she suddenly turned her head to look at Ai Qian, and added: Get some food for the children.

Ai Qian:

The waiter led us to sit down by the window. The view here is really good. Although it is only on the second floor, we can see the bustling street and the lights. In addition, it is raining and the street is wet. It is so beautiful.

The food came to the table very quickly, and it really was light four dishes and one soup, so light that there was no redness, Ai Qian watched Qin Zishuang pick up the chopsticks, and then picked up the chopsticks as well.

After the guests at the table at the back left, they remained as the only customers in the restaurant. At first glance, it seemed like a private room.

Ai Qian ate the food with her head down, trying not to make a sound. It was the first time she ate alone with Qin Zishuang, and it was very painful. She only hoped to eat faster.

Are you so reserved when you eat with Shu Rong? Qin Zishuang said suddenly, the words floated through the heat of the soup, a little illusory.