vixen meets frigid ghost

Yan Qing felt very unbalanced.

Zheng Xihe planned it from the beginning!

Because of the effect of that medicine, he couldn't fall asleep even if he was very tired, so he was kept awake for half a day and half a night.

Moreover, he admitted that he was wrong, he surrendered, and Zheng Xihe actually acted as if he didn't hear it? !

Yan Qing's eyes were red, and she hugged the quilt and cried heavily, but Zheng Xihe not only did not come to coax him, but also stood calmly watching the play, with an expression of "please start your performance".

"You don't love me anymore... woo woo." Yan Qing cried convulsively, hiccupping, very pitiful.

The corners of Zheng Xihe's eyes twitched, and he resisted the urge to hug him and give him everything he had, and continued to watch coldly.

"..." Well, he is already a yellow cabbage in the ground, he is so ruthless!

Zheng Xihe closed the door and left without saying a word, Yan Qing was the only person left in the empty room.

If Zheng Xihe had admitted his mistake through fake crying in the first place, he would be really sad now.

He sat up silently, his face twitched, his whole body was in pain, but he didn't shed any more tears, nor did he groan.

Yan Qing lowered her eyes, she didn't look angry, but she could feel his sadness.

just go.

I'm leaving too.

He shook his legs and took a casual shower, put on his clothes, closed the door, and slowly descended the ladder.

Zheng Xihe watched Yan Qing walk down the wall with no expression on his face. Apart from being slower, he couldn't tell that he was not feeling well at all. He walked a few steps quickly, wrapped his arms around his waist, and growled, "Why did you come out?" ?!"

Yan Qing didn't speak, he didn't even look at Zheng Xihe at all.

Zheng Xihe was taken aback for a moment, the bodies of his subordinates were trembling, he sighed, and realized that Yan Qing had misunderstood.

He half embraced Yan Qing, brought him back to the room, put down the thing in his hand early, squatted beside the bed, and said softly, "Why are you so stupid?"

"I want to go back." Yan Qing opened his hand and turned his back to Zheng Xihe, his tone was cold.

"Why are you going? You need to rest now." Zheng Xihe was so distressed that he held the man's hand in his, forcibly separated his tightly clenched fist and interlocked his fingers.

Don't look at Yan Qingruan, who is soft and cute, silly, looks very fragile, but when he is really sad, he won't cry, tell others, or show it on his face.

Too strong.

"I'm sorry, little fox." Zheng Xihe hugged him through the quilt, his nose sore: "You have been gone for so long without saying a word, and you only left me a note, and you didn't call me , not a single message, as if I'm just irrelevant."

"To punish you, to let you know the sadness of being left out, that's what I think."

"That's why I kept you awake, that's why I didn't consider you at all when I was making out, that's why I didn't comfort you when you were crying, and didn't care about you..."

"It's just that I didn't expect that you would misunderstand, question my feelings for you, and want to leave alone."

"Little Fox……"

After a long time, Zheng Xihe let go of him in disappointment, and sat up slowly. The sky was so full of regret that he was almost out of breath, and a low voice came from the quiet quilt: "No next time."

"Ah."

Facts have proved that this method hurts one thousand enemies and self-damaged eight hundred. He couldn't bear it, and suffered even more than that week. To put it lightly, he felt unprecedentedly sad, as if he had lost his vitality.

Sure enough, the punishment or something should be clearly stated, otherwise the little fox is so stupid, it will hurt him if he is misunderstood.

"I won't do it next time either..." Yan Qing's voice slowly dropped.

Zheng Xihe gently lifted the quilt, Yan Qing was already asleep, and his face was still a little pale.

The little fox is still a stubborn fox.

Zheng Xihe slept next to Yan Qing, holding her in his arms and gently rubbing his waist.

Yan Qing shrinks into his arms and grabs his clothes with one hand.

They are all uneasy.

If in each other's hearts, he is not that important...

What can we do then?

But it's okay, it's okay.

Each other is so important.