Chapter 802

But the cold face of Li Qingcang's frozen iceberg is in sharp contrast to Lu Yishuang's warmth, and his words are full of coldness: "don't you doubt that I kidnapped you? What do you care about me now? Did you not fulfill your wish to freeze me to death and starve me here? "

His words made Lu Yishuang suddenly look up and look at his handsome face with clear edges and corners, which made her speechless - even if the great Dean was down and down, she was very proud and charming!

"It's not that I suspect you, it's that the police suspect you," she explained patiently, "and there's really no evidence right now that you're not involved in the kidnapping."

"So you take it for granted that I'm in charge of this kidnapping?" The displeasure on Li Qingcang's face was even more intense. "Even if the evidence is still insufficient after 48 hours, I am released, you will not believe me, because in your heart, I have already been convicted?"

As if suddenly stabbed in the heart, Lu Yishuang is speechless.

And her response, in the eyes of Li Qingcang, is even tacit. This moment made him more angry, frowned deeply, and cried impatiently to her, "you go, and take your things back. I don't need it!"

"But it's still a long night. You can't bear it if you go on like this," Lu Yishuang said after seeing that he was so stubborn. He was really anxious and urged, "at least it's comfortable to put on this blanket..."

"I said I didn't need it!" Li Qingcang accentuated his voice, looked straight at her, and said, "Lu Yishuang, I'd rather you treat me as a kidnapper than your pity and charity."

Li Qingcang's words are all about this. Lu Yishuang feels that he can only insult himself if he stays like this. He can only pick up the blanket and the fresh-keeping box and prepare to leave.

At the moment, even though he was tough on his face, his heart began to disintegrate and collapse gradually - what's the matter? She came to give him something out of concern and heartache. How could she be prepared to leave when he said something? It's too willless!

But even if the heart how to hope that she quickly stay, but due to the face and dignity of men, Li Qingcang can not say anything to retain. At present, he can only pretend to be pitiful with one effort - he even curls up in a ball, even shivers slightly; his right hand tightly covers his stomach, his eyebrows are locked, and he looks unbearable; at last, he simply bends down on the table, his forehead is resting on the handcuffed left hand, panting slightly, and he looks weak to the extreme.

At first, Li Qingcang was so ungrateful, and Lu Yishuang was going to leave. But when she looked up, she saw that he was too weak to carry, but she still wanted to carry him to the end. The softest part of her heart was touched by cold, and finally she stayed and took the initiative to cover him with the blanket: "OK, let's talk about it later tonight. ”

as soon as the blanket is put on his body, he immediately stretches his body and looks comfortable and warm. He tightly wraps the blanket, glances at her, and says in a low, alert voice: "thank you."

This "thank you" made Lu Yishuang suddenly poke at the softest place in her heart. She felt more distressed as if she couldn't control herself. She asked again, "hungry? I also brought porridge. Would you like some? "

"Well." Li Qingcang answered with a gentle voice, just like a docile puppy being tamed in an instant.

Lu Yishuang opened the heat preservation box, put the spoon into the porridge, and pushed the heat preservation box in front of him.

Li Qingcang was just handcuffed with his left hand. He immediately grabbed the spoon with his right hand, scooped out a mouthful of porridge and put it into his mouth. Then, even his dark eyes, which were not deep enough, became much warmer in an instant.

This bowl of porridge, although not the tender fried flavor of filet mignon, nor the full-bodied mellow flavor of Lafite in 1982, made him feel a unique fragrance and warmth. This warm current has been flowing into his heart along with his body, making him comfortable and relaxed.

However, just after taking two bites, he suddenly scratched a cunning line at the bottom of his eyes; then he accidentally loosened his right hand, and the spoon fell directly on the table; he subconsciously wanted to pick it up with his left hand, but forgot that his left hand was handcuffed, and the "jingle" sound of handcuffs suddenly sounded, especially in this small room.

"I'm sorry." Li Qingcang's face was ashamed and melancholy. He was about to pick up the spoon with his right hand, but Lu Yishuang picked up the spoon first. She glanced at him helplessly, wiped the spoon clean with a paper towel, and then inserted it into the porridge. "Well, it's not convenient for you now. I'll feed you."

Then she took a mouthful of porridge with a spoon and put it to Li Qingcang's mouth.

Li Qingcang drinks this porridge, the cunning in the eyes is more obvious, but also a bit more like success. He even began to shake in his heart - he had been convinced for years that Lu Yishuang had never loved him at all; otherwise, how could she not believe him at all, and how could she leave her when he needed help most?

But if she didn't love him at all, how could she care about him so much now, not only giving him blankets and porridge, but also feeding him by hand?

Originally, on the night of Shanghai Disneyland, when he fainted on the ground and his life was in danger, he saw her running away in a hurry; when he learned that she had no selective amnesia at all, and she had been lying to him; at the villa of Ziyuan, he bought her favorite macarone to give her, but when he learned that she had finished the document again, he left immediately, without any responsibility When he nostalgia He thought that his heart had already died, many times; it was like a dead tree that had rotted in the middle core, and could not survive even after more spring.But he underestimated Lu Yishuang's influence on him again. She is the warmest and warmest spring breeze. As long as a little bit of it blows on his dead wood, he will be able to wake up again and grow again. Even if he knows that he may be able to bear another storm in the future, he will not look back.

Now, he wants to have her again. Although he seems to have no backbone, who will not compromise when he meets true love?

And Lu Yi feeds Li Qingcang with spoons and spoons, but her heart is tangled, painful and self mocking. Up to now, she still loves this, persecutes her parents and tortures her. Now she may even want to take her life directly. Is she the most merciless bastard in the world?

But why does she always lose every time she wants to fight against her heart? What should she do with this man?