With an embarrassed smile, he left Han Qilu's arms and said, "just now I had a little stomachache. Now it seems to be good, but there is still a little pain. I'll buy you a bottle of water

This time, Han Qilu didn't let her go. She held her cold wrist between her feet and said, "what's the reason for leaving me waiting for you this time? Are the doctors in the clinic bad tempered? "

His tone was a little aggrieved, as if she had lost a glance. However, his eyes were very firm, as if to say, "this time I will accompany you.".

"Poof..." She couldn't help laughing: "it's just heat stroke to buy a bottle of Zhengqi water. All right! Can't I take you there like a child? " The wrist wants to break away from Han Qilu's big hand, but he doesn't let her break free, instead, he holds the ground more tightly. Lifting his eyes to his eyes, he looked at him suspiciously and said, "hands."

He did not pay attention to her, instead, he took the first step to her, pulled her out of the door, and gently closed the door with her downstairs. When taking the stairs, the corridor was very dark, but Han Qilu took her hand and walked. At that moment, her heart felt very secure.

The heart also began to beat irregularly, this strange feeling, is it because of heatstroke?

It was nearly noon when we walked out of the rental house again. Seeing that the time was too late to go back to eat, Han Qilu simply took out an umbrella from the car and handed it to an chuxia, and then dialed the Han family's phone.

The content of the phone call is that they are not going back and are going to eat out. Han Qilu just said one or two fragmentary sentences, but he held a mobile phone for most of the day, probably because Jiang Yuanyuan was in all kinds of gossip again. Finally, Han Qilu simply closed his eyes and hung up his mobile phone.

Taking a deep breath and opening his eyes, an chuxia still holds an umbrella that hasn't been opened, and his eyes are somewhat lax and standing in place. He was going to be crazy by that naive mother. He took an umbrella from an chuxia's hand and looked at her like a fool. "Don't tell me that your family is so poor that you can't even afford an umbrella, so you don't know how to open it."

What he wanted to say was just: Here you are. Why don't you hold the umbrella?

Almost accustomed to the cold words of Han Qilu, an chuxia blinked and said, "what umbrella is under the sun? I'm not that pretentious

The reason why she didn't hold an umbrella was this. He thought she didn't want his umbrella It seems that I think too much.

Kneading his temples, he felt a little resentful of iron and steel. He pressed his hands on an chuxia's shoulders and said with great heart: "an Chu Xia, you don't have an umbrella when you get heatstroke. What are you going to do? If you die of heat stroke, I'll... " He stopped talking.

"How are you?" Ann chuxia suddenly looked forward to what he was going to say. Her heart beat her head like a deer. But good at covering up her emotions, she is still calm, almost indifferent to looking at Han Qilu. However, her eyes that too obvious expectations or by Han Qilu one by one in the eye.

He immediately turned away from the host and stepped forward to an chuxia's ear and whispered, "what are you looking forward to?" Her eyes twinkled at an chuxia, which made her sweat more cold on her forehead.

"Who is looking forward to it? I didn't! " She turned her head, and her lips, white with heat stroke, looked more delicious. Han Qilu stretched out his index finger to pick up her chin and forced her to look at himself.

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