Chapter 173

Inkstone when seven slightly raised his head, looking at the light that wipe Jun Xiu figure came towards her, the light color of the high ward is very bright, but the layout around is denouncing the warm yellow style.

The wind outside beat on the glass, as if clamorously trying to break through the obstruction of the window. She looked at the approaching man, handsome and outstanding, simple and formal black shirt and trousers, standing up to open the world.

"Hand out."

The man gradually stands in front of her, he stands, she sits.

In the bright light, he carried the light on his back and leaned slightly, which still showed his dignity.

The bright eyes of inkstone are full of bright lights. She opens her left hand in front of him with a smile, watching him gently wipe the iodine covered cotton swab at her tiger's mouth.

His love is always so silent, like the infiltration of rain moistening things nourishing her.

After disinfection, the man pasted the band aid for her again, held her fingertips, pinched them slightly, and whispered: "be obedient, don't touch the water before scabbing!"

"I see!"

Inkstone when seven Jiao Jiao should sound, eyes fell on the back of the hand he was holding, Du Du mouth, looking up at him, into his deep pupil, the next second slowly close to his waist.

She buried her face in his arms, drew back her fingertips, and clasped her arms around his waist behind him.

They didn't talk to each other. She was sitting on the sofa, holding him with her back, burying her face and smelling him.

It's good to have him!

The man's generous and warm palms fall on her head, caressing her soft hair, and the atmosphere is lightly warm.

……

At six in the evening, Mrs. Lin brought dinner.

Ginseng chicken soup, tremella fruit porridge, and two plates of vegetarian vegetables.

"Ma'am, does the injury really matter? I was terrified to see what was on the news

Since Mrs. Lin came in, her round face was full of anxiety and worry.

Put the lunch box in order and ask her.

When inkstone seven smile to pull Lin Sao to sit at the table, "Lin Sao, really all right, I this is not very good?"

Qin Baiyu is not here. Not long after his sister-in-law Lin arrived, he said he had something to do.

At this time in the ward, sister-in-law Lin was nervous and concerned, clearly written on her face.

Such a scene, let inkstone seven think of the home of Ms. Lian.

They are the same age, but thanks to the relative superior conditions of inkstone family, even lady's carefully maintained cheeks look younger and more elegant.

In contrast, the deep grain on Mrs. Lin's face is the experience polished by the hard life.

Kind, kind and friendly.

Maybe many mothers in the family are like Mrs. Lin.

I have known Mrs. Lin for a short time, but I get such concern that even she has seen the news, and even the lady can't see it?

But from the beginning to the end, there is no concern, even a phone call and a text message.

Inkstone when the seven eyes set down on the share of ginseng soup, the man is not in, so she reveals the sadness, only their own can taste.

Drinking ginseng soup, slightly bitter taste seems to echo her mood.

Twenty minutes later, Yan Shiqi put down his chopsticks. Just as he was about to speak, the door was pushed open and Qin Baiyu came back.

Yan Shiqi's eyes turned to him, but unexpectedly found that he was carrying two black paper bags. The logo on the bag was a skin care brand she often used.

She got up in surprise, went to the man's body, looked down at the paper bag, "what are you doing?"

He said he didn't come out until something happened, but now he comes back with her familiar brand bag. An idea suddenly comes to mind