"Does it hurt here? I'll rub it for you."

Qin Qian subconsciously blurted out, but his hand touched the hand of Song Ling.

Song Ling caught her.

He was still very pale: "it's OK. I'm much better. "

"But..." Qin Qian felt that Song Ling's hand was cold. "Or I'll accompany you to the hospital?"

"It's really OK. Just have a rest." Seeing Song Ling's insistence, Qin Qian didn't want to force him. He held Song Ling's hand tightly in his hands. "Song Ling, your hand is so cold. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have talked about it just now. In fact, I'm really happy that you can come to see me. I just I just love you. In such cold weather, if you get sick, I will be very sad... " Hearing Qin Qian's words, Song Ling slightly hooked his lips, but he didn't open his eyes and deliberately frowned: "yes, I didn't expect that my body would react so much. Maybe it was because I had to catch a plane all night, and then I had a tiring journey, plus two hours of cold, that I felt uncomfortable

take it...."

The description of song mausoleum makes Qin Qian feel that he is no longer a human being.

"It's all my fault, Song Ling. Are you still suffering? Shall I get you some hot water? I also bought something to eat. Why don't I make you some porridge? "

Qin Qian said that he was about to get up, but his hand was firmly held by Song Ling, and he was caught back.

Song Ling opened his eyes and sneered: "come on, Miss Qin, I don't know your cooking skills. If you are good at cooking, you won't order takeout every day."

"How do you know if you order takeout every day?"

"I," Song Ling was stunned, "I see the interview, you seem to have said it in the interview."

"Did I say that in the interview?" Qin can't remember.

But it doesn't matter.

"It's OK. If I don't do anything, I can make some porridge. Don't worry, I bought something delicious."

The mausoleum of Song Dynasty once again held Qin Qian.

"No, I'm not hungry. Your hands are warm. Lend me a moment."

"Oh, good..."

Qin shallow heart move, Song Ling's hand firmly hold her hand, she did not want to move.

Song Ling didn't speak. His body seemed to be subtly close to Qin Qian. Qin Qian felt the man's breath, right between his neck. She blushed at once.

There was no talk between the two, and the atmosphere became strange.

"Song Ling, are you really OK?"

"Yes."

Song Ling answered in a low voice.

Qin Qian pursed his lips.

It's just fine. After Song Ling left, she always felt uneasy, as if something would happen to Song Ling

Although he knew that he was too fond of wishful thinking, Qin Qian still couldn't help feeling that Song Ling really had something to hide from her when he saw the scene of Song Ling's suffering just now?

"Will you not leave this time when you return home?" Qin Qian asked again in a soft voice. She asked with a little expectation.

But Song Ling's answer poured down a basin of cold water.

"No, I'll leave when I'm done."

“……”

Qin Qian's hand is loose.

Song Ling also noticed the woman's face.

"Why, don't you want me to go?"

There was no smile in Song Ling's voice, but in the place Qin Qian couldn't see, he slightly hooked his lips.

"No, I'm just asking." Qin Qian looked up at the mausoleum of Song Dynasty and said.

"It's a pity," Song Ling sighed slightly, and suddenly leaned close to Qin Qian. Qin Qian was scared and quickly stepped back. But Song Ling still held her hand and bent down to press her in his arms. "Originally, I planned to stay if you said you didn't want me to go."

Although Song Ling's actions are extremely ambiguous, he still maintains his basic demeanor. He doesn't stick his face up. His breath is slightly unstable, but his voice doesn't seem to be joking.

Qin shallow Leng, "Song Ling, you, what do you mean? You should not It's not a confession, is it? "

"If you want to hear from me, you can." Song Ling said lightly.

But it was this understatement that made Qin Qian want to blush and his heart beat.

Where does anyone declare that they are so casual!

"Song Ling, what's the matter with you Or do you want to borrow me to approach the beginning of summer? Tell me straight, I won't be fooled! It's impossible to abandon her general Li at the beginning of summer "Miss Qin Qian," Song Ling thought that Qin Qian's red face was very cute. He could not help pinching it with his hand. "I said you were really simple. I was just joking with you. Do you believe it till now? Well, since you want to know, I'll tell you that I haven't had any of the things and ideas you said. I've been doing everything in Songling. Since I knew Miss Qin, I've only done one thing, that is, I've approached you through Miss Xia. "

"What are you talking about?" Excited, Qin Qianyi gets up and pounces on the sofa!Song Ling was caught off guard. She didn't expect that the man in her arms was so strong that she let her fight back. However, her hand fell on her waist when she wanted to leave.

"Don't you understand what I'm saying? Shall I say it again? "

“……”

Qin Qian was pressed by Song Ling and could only stick to the man's face.

The tip of his nose was very high, and his thin and perfect lips moved gently, with a kind of inexplicable attraction.

"Song Ling, you always like me."

Qin shallow eyelashes moved, she looked at Song Ling, pale face, cunning look, this man is really not reliable appearance, but still let her feel slightly heart.

She has always insisted that she stay away from Songling. In fact, she knows from the bottom of her heart that some people will take away a person's heart and soul after a short time together.

But she didn't want to.

She has been holding on for two years. She doesn't want to forget Chen Guchuan, and she doesn't want to get involved in a new relationship

At least for now, she still can't give up.

Song Ling doesn't smile any more. He breathes lightly and holds Qin Qian's body very hard.

He has worked hard these days, but his reason is diluted when he sees a woman.

"I like you, Qin Qian I don't know whether I should or shouldn't say what I like. "

“……”

Qin Qian's heart sank.

His face turned red and his heart beat very fast.

She has always been a direct person. She felt that she would ask when she asked. But at this moment, she found that sometimes being too direct is not a good thing, because she had not thought about how she would answer him after Song Ling said this.

"I don't know whether to say it or not, but you still said it..." Qin Qian blushed and didn't dare to see song mausoleum.

Song Ling said with a smile: "yes, I said it carelessly. What about Miss Qin Qian? Do you like me, too? "

“……” In the face of Song Ling's direct inquiry, Qin Qian was in a dilemma, "I..."