medicine jar and her miss doctor

Feeling really confused, thinking about the inexplicable chills on his back before, Chun Chengqiu asked: "Gui Niang, should I hide?"

"Who are you hiding from?" The young lady in a water blue dress was directly invited in by Xinghua.

Young Master Chun stared straight at him: How can you say that you came right away?Throwing away the pen, she smiled embarrassingly: "No, Xiuxiu got it wrong."

"Just pretend I got it wrong." Zhixiu pursed her lips, and her voice was filled with grievances: "If I don't come, how many days do you want to ignore me?"

"Ah?" Chun Cheng, one head and two big, bluffed and shouted: "How can it be!"

Chunhua and Xinghua secretly covered their mouths and smiled, Guiniang and Shumo concentrated on watching the fun, and she felt uncomfortable: "You all go down, you are not allowed to come in unless I tell you."

"Yes, sir."

After people went out, the study room was quiet. Considering Xiuxiu's back injury, Chun Cheng quickly walked over and helped her sit down with his left hand: "Why are you here at this time? Does the wound hurt? Have you changed your dressing?"

"Oh. Did it bother you at this time? The wound has been hurting all the time. Can you stop it from hurting? As for changing the medicine, I'll come here when it's done."

The girl was sitting very close to her, her tone was gentle and soft as usual, but Chun Cheng knew clearly that Xiuxiu was angry with her.

She smiled apologetically, "Xiuxiu won't bother me when she comes. If the wound hurts, I can blow it to you, and it won't hurt anymore."

Zhixiu's thoughts were vivid, and in an instant, a picture of Chun Cheng blowing her wounds appeared in her mind, and she was so ashamed that she couldn't help but yell at her: "You think beautifully. It won't hurt if you blow it, are you a child?"

"Of course I'm not a child." Seeing her complexion, Chun Cheng immediately changed his words: "Xiuxiu believes that I am a child, so it doesn't matter if I remain a child for a day."

"You're really talkative." Zhixiu bit her lower lip: "Is it vexatious when I say that about you?"

"No, I like Xiuxiu whatever."

"You like vexatious trouble too?"

Chun Cheng was taken aback for a moment: "Well, I also like making trouble out of no reason."

"...Then I'll trust you for now." She glanced at the letter on the desk from the corner of the eye, and easily saw her own. She knew why and asked, "Who are you writing to?"

"Give it to 7773 pen pal." Afraid she might misunderstand, Chun Cheng said softly, "Ms. Gui has brought her letter from school, and I'm writing a reply."

Thinking of the contents of the letter, Zhixiu was so heartbroken that she dared not look at her: "What did you write, can you tell me about it?"

"This..." Young Master Chun sat shoulder to shoulder with her, tilted his head and asked cautiously: "If I say no, will Xiuxiu be angry? 7773 pen pal trusts me to communicate with me. It’s not good to talk to the second person.”

"Won't you tell anyone who asks?"

Chun Chengli raised his eyebrows confidently: "I even rejected Xiuxiu, who else can make an exception for me?"

"Then I won't ask." Zhixiu opened her bright eyes and touched her fingertips: "I won't be angry, but happy."

Seeing that her eyebrows and eyes really didn't look like she was angry, Chun Cheng felt relieved: "Why did Xiuxiu remember to look for me?"

Zhixiu moved her fingertips slightly, brewing a good mood, and slowly raised her head to look directly at her: "Chun Cheng, I'm your fiancee, shouldn't I come to see you?"

"You can't say that." Chun Cheng was tickled by the careful movement of her fingertips. He tapped his middle finger lightly on her twitching knuckles, and Xiu Xiu did not move obediently.

She found it very interesting, and said with a smile: "I hurt a hand. As far as the injury is concerned, I should visit Xiuxiu. How can there be any reason for Lao Xiuxiu to come to me? Isn't I also your 'fiancé'?"

Zhixiu's breathing was stagnant, she dozed off and came to the pillow, and Chuncheng brought it to her door by herself... She was in a state of confusion: "Then...then do you like me?"

"Of course."

She answered too quickly, Zhixiu shook her head, she still felt ashamed after thinking about it, her head was tilted to one side, and her warm breath brushed someone's white and tender ears: "Chuncheng, I'm asking, Do you have love... desire for me?"

"What, what?"

For a moment, Chun Cheng thought she knew everything.Sitting there as if on pins and needles, not daring to hide, not daring to run, she blushed looking at the void in a daze, a state of letting go of herself.

Zhixiu resisted her sourness, she said it so clearly, but Chun Cheng chose to pretend to be confused, she said it all, she was not afraid to say it more clearly: "You said you like me, then what kind of love do you have for me?" like?

Is it because I feel sorry for you and want to help?Is it because of the promise that you have to be responsible for liking?Or love for my sister?Love for lovers?Chun Cheng, what kind of feelings do you have for me?What are you thinking when you look at me? "

"I..." Chun Cheng was so flustered that he almost bit his tongue, and quickly said, "I like it, so why do I have to ask what kind of like I like? Is it my sister's like, or my lover's like, so what?

I regard you as my sister and I regard you as my lover, is there any difference in your heart?Will you be unhappy because you are a sister, or will you find it difficult to accept because you are a lover? "

The side-by-side temptation finally made people's eyes warm: "Why are you always hiding? Chun Cheng, why are you so unreasonable?"

"I, why am I being unreasonable?"

"Obviously I was asking you, what kind of heart do you have for me, I asked you, why didn't you answer?"

Chun Cheng stood up distressed: "Why do you have to ask me, can you let me think about it?"

"Why can't I ask? When do you want to think? Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or the day I marry you? It was you who said my saliva was sweet on the street corner, and you who hugged me tightly in the courtyard. You were the one who didn't send a kiss..."

She pointed at the delicate and white side neck, and whispered softly: "Just because of this, can't I ask? Why do you like to treat me like this? What were you thinking when you kissed me? You never gave me an explanation, Chun Cheng, I am in your heart...what the hell is it?"

A tear fell suddenly.

She glanced over, feeling embarrassing, but the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became.When things came to an end, she didn't want Chun Cheng to see her fragile appearance, but she couldn't help the tears welling up.

Crystal tears dripped from eyelashes, hitting Chun Cheng's heart, leaving her in disbelief, with long legs, she clumsily took a brocade handkerchief with her left hand to wipe her tears, and said distressedly: "Why are you still crying? If you have something to say, don't cry."

Zhixiu smiled through tears, pear blossoms with rain, a different kind of beauty: "I'm talking to you, have you responded? I'll just ask an answer, is it that difficult?"

Tears wet Chun Cheng's fingertips, and she frowned uncomfortably: "It's my fault, all my mistakes are my fault, okay?"

"Is it okay? Are you admitting your mistakes?" Zhixiu's face turned pale, and her words choked up: "You said it was your fault, so would you change it?"

"Change, definitely change."

Tears wiped more and more, Chun Cheng was so anxious that he said to the ants on the hot pot, "Change, change! They say they want to change, can you stop crying?"

"Then tell me, why did you kiss me?"

Chun Cheng's movements were slightly stiff: "I...I just looked at you and wanted to kiss you."

"And what else? On the cruise ship?"

"On a cruise ship, too."

Zhixiu's voice was soft, and her hand gently touched her cheek: "Chuncheng, I beg you, can you complete the sentence?"

"I'm done talking, won't you stop crying?"

"Yeah." She closed her head slightly, and tears fell from her eyelashes again.

Chun Cheng looked at her and wanted to hug her. Concerned about her back injury, he wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips: "It's not like you don't know, I'm most afraid that you will cry. Are you doing it on purpose?"

Zhixiu remained silent, and turned her mind away, thinking of using such a method to force her to speak, her sourness burst out.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Chun Cheng hurriedly stopped her from thinking wildly: "Listen to me, listen to me first, don't cry anymore."

"I didn't want to cry either, but the tears fell by themselves."

"..."

Chun Cheng sighed, ready to die, and held her palm tightly: "Xiuxiu, I don't like you as a sister. I like you as a lover."

Feeling the trembling of Zhixiu's palm, she smashed the jar: "I wanted to kiss Xiuxiu on the cruise ship, but when I realized that my liking for Xiuxiu had changed, I was at a loss and very scared.

Xiuxiu came from a famous family, and she is a real lady from a famous family. I am afraid that you will not accept it if you know it. If you say it rashly, you will stay away from me, and you will not even be friends with me.

I'm even more afraid, I'm afraid that if I have a temporary interest in you, I'm afraid that if I irresponsibly tell you that I like you, you won't refuse, but will accept it instead.I am afraid that you will accept my liking easily, and I am afraid that you will return my liking wholeheartedly.

I am even more afraid that I just want to play on a whim, and you know that I love to play. I have never been attracted to others, and I have no experience in love. I am afraid that if I say it, our relationship will change.Afraid that the relationship will turn out great and then get worse, afraid that we will never turn back. "

"Aren't you not afraid of nothing?"

"I'm not afraid of anything, but I'm afraid that you don't like me, I'm afraid that you will fall in regardless, I'm afraid that if you love me deeply, I will betray you. Before I'm not emotional, I'm only afraid of death, but isn't this falling in love? ?”

Chun Cheng hurriedly wiped away her tears, annoyed, "Didn't you agree not to cry anymore? What's wrong with you? How can you wipe your two eyes and mine with one hand? Are you bullying my other one?" Injured hand?"

Zhixiu smiled with tears in her eyes, and said dotingly: "You didn't provoke me to cry."

"..."

She patronizes the panic, and now she regains her senses, her heart beats faster than ever, and tremblingly said: "Xiuxiu, do you accept me?"

"Aren't you very smart? Why do you still ask me?" Zhixiu tugged on her dark plaid shirt tie: "Come closer."

In a daze, Chun Cheng did as she said, leaving a light kiss on the side of his neck with his soft lips, and the pretty girl stepped back for a moment, smiling brightly and brightly: "This way, we'll be even. You Do you know what I mean?"

"you……"

Huge ecstasy overwhelmed her with a strong posture, Chun Cheng's eyes widened, and fell into the girl's eyes, too cute.

Looking down, seeing Xiuxiu's smug smile, she turned her back awkwardly, and she was reluctant to let go of her hand on the side of her neck.

"You don't look at me, don't you like me doing that? Or...are you shy?"

The tone rose happily, Chun Cheng looked back at her, saw that her chin was still crying, and suddenly found an excellent way to change the subject, "Master Chun" took advantage of the topic: "I confessed to you, and you took advantage of it , why are you still crying? Don't cry! If you cry again, I will kiss you!"

Zhixiu was full of smiles when she said it, she was not afraid of her anger at all, let alone her kiss, her red lips parted slightly: "You are so fierce."

"Am... am I fierce?" Chun Cheng nervously held her hand, pecked lightly on his fingertips with his lips: "Then what?"