Chapter 3366

Knowing that he has a bad cold, Shen Qingqing kisses him on purpose.

What do you want? Want to be infected by him? This is bullshit.

"What to do." Leng Shaoheng's voice sank, hoarse with some severity, "not afraid of infection? Don't make a fool of yourself

He would rather be ill than let Shen Qingqing be infected.

She is the person he put on the top of his heart. She doesn't want to let her suffer any injury and discomfort, even a small cold.

Because, he will be distressed.

Most importantly, when she was treated in a private hospital abroad that year, Shen Qingqing almost took all the drugs she had taken in her life, and lost all her fluids.

It's just the dense needle holes on the back of the hand. Occasionally, the needle cuts the blood vessels, leaving traces of blue or purple congestion.

It has made Leng Shaoheng have a psychological shadow. Of course, he knows that Shen Qingqing is more afraid of pain. Later, although she said she was used to it.

But every day every needle, Leng Shaoheng is to love for a long time.

So he secretly vowed in his heart that when Shen Qingqing's illness was cured, he would take good care of her and not let her go to the hospital again, or take an injection.

This kind of long and grinding experience is really a big psychological shadow, which makes him very resistant to the hospital.

"It's contagious. I'll take medicine with you. And the doctor said that it's a cold, not an influenza or a viral cold. I'm not afraid of it."

Seeing Leng Shaoheng's serious appearance, Shen Qingqing blinked and shrugged.

When Leng Shaoheng saw this, his eyes drooped, and he was more and more unhappy. He had never seen her so wayward.

"Nonsense." The man's tone, heavy again, with a harsh and a bit hoarse, seemed to reprimand, and he seldom spoke to her in this tone.

"Why did I make a fool of myself? It's you who make a mountain out of a molehill, wind cold, sweat and cold. It's really OK. " Shen Qingqing sees that the more Leng Shaoheng looks like this, the more she wants to turn against him.

When the man was angry, he found it unexpected and interesting.

"What's more, even if I'm really infected with a cold by you, and I'm sick, isn't it good to share the pain with you?"

At this point, Shen Qingqing's eyebrows gently pick, with a bit of joking, the corners of her lips evoke a gentle smile.

Unexpectedly, the eye color of Leng Shaoheng is colder. His eyebrows are frowning, showing his displeasure and helplessness.

Knowing that Shen Qingqing did it on purpose, Leng Shaoheng had to soften his voice, with some coaxing and meaning.

"No, honey, stay away from me."

He doesn't want her to suffer with him. He just wants to be happy with her.

Seeing that the man's face was still flushed with high fever, Shen Qingqing couldn't bear to tease him any more. If he was really angry, he had to put his hand on Leng Shaoheng's arm.

Then he leaned his head on his shoulder, silent.

Leng Shaoheng's head turned slightly to the right and lowered. His eyes fell on Shen Qingqing's plain face and his heart was warm.

But the next second, the man immediately pulled out his arm, and then pushed Shen Qingqing to the right.

"What's the matter? I can't rely on you if I can't kiss you?"

Shen Qingqing saw that Leng Shaoheng began to push her again, so she was a little displeased in her tone and frowned, "I'm not afraid of being infected by you."

Really, it's just a cold. As for his nervousness, he pushed her away all the time.

"I'm afraid." Leng Shaoheng's lips were tight, and he looked serious again.

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