Chapter 40: His gentleness

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Chapter 40 His gentleness
Grandma Yang looked at her red face and whispered in front of her and asked, "Do you live together now?"
Lin Xiaomi was shocked and looked at Yang’s grandmother, who had two traitors, and waved his hand:
No, Grandma Yang, you misunderstood, we are not the kind of relationship, we...

When she didn't finish her words, Grandma Yang broke her hand and interrupted her words: "Without explanation, I understand that the young people of your generation are not the same as ours at that time. It was impossible for us to pull a hand at that time. Things, Grandma Yang reminds you that such a good man must catch it, and you can get married at the age."
"Right, what is the boy doing?"
Lin Xiaomi looked at Yang’s grandmother and wanted them to marry tomorrow. I sighed: Grandma Yang, you said you understand, but what do you know?
When Leng Yuhuang bought the porridge, she saw that Lin Xiaomi had already woken up, and a delicate little face was covered with abnormal red.
"Is it burning again?" he asked nervously. He leaned over and put his lips on her forehead to feel the temperature: "It doesn't seem to burn."
Lin Xiaomi was frozen and some looked at him incredulously.
The soft touch on the forehead could not be swayed for a long time.
He, how can he put his lips on her forehead!
The temperature on Lin Xiaomi's face rose again. I didn't know it. I didn't say that I was a forehead last night. She didn't have a place where he didn't kiss.
However, these cold and beautiful nature will not tell her.
He pretended not to see her stiffness, and whispered softly: "How is the face so red, uncomfortable?"
Lin Xiaomi raised his hand awkwardly and rubbed it in the place touched by his lips: "No, not bad."
"What are you talking about?" Leng Yuhuang looked at her red face and asked deliberately.
Some of Lin Xiaomi didn't dare to look at Yang's unhappy expression. Her head was low and she was about to reach her chest. She said: "Nothing."
For the first time, Yang’s grandmother saw Lin Xiaomi’s ashamed appearance, thinking that the relationship between the two people was adjusting the oil.
"Young man, take care of your girlfriend, Xiaomi is a good girl. If you are not good to her, we can't let the neighbors neighbors." Yang grandma joked.
Lin Xiaomi’s hate can’t go down to the bottom of the bed. He wants to explain it. Who knows, he heard him say,
Know it.

know! Road! Now!
Lin Xiaomi looked at him a little strangely, and he knew what else.
Yang grandmother walked back to her husband's side, Lin Xiaomi lowered his voice: "How did you explain it?"
Leng Yuhuang placed the porridge she had bought in front of her bed, faintly said: "What is a good explanation."
Lin Xiaomi now has some brains that don’t turn. He means – is the Qing Dynasty clear?
Lin Xiaomi did not want to understand.
"Drink the porridge. The doctor said that this antipyretic will stimulate the stomach, and there must be food in the stomach." Leng Yuhuang sat at her bed and used a spoon to lick the millet porridge and feed it to her mouth.
Lin Xiaomi looked at him with a look of monsters. Is this still she knows that person?
How suddenly became so good?
Gentle, she is not used to it.
"I will come by myself." Lin Xiaomi reached out and wanted to drink.
Leng Yuhuang but slightly flashed away her hand: "You have no strength, what if it is sprinkled? Is it good to listen?"
He has some helpless tone, just like tempting a disobedient child.
Lin Xiaomi had some strange feelings in his heart, but the ghost made him stunned and slowly opened his mouth, letting him feed a whole bowl of porridge to her.
His movements were a bit rusty, apparently the first time he did such a thing, and the porridge was pasted on her face from time to time.
Lin Xiaomi suddenly felt like he was full of something, watching his brows close, feeding her movements like facing a tough problem.
Her heart is full of ups and downs are moved.
How many years have there been no such cares that she has managed her?
In the Lin family, she had never been asked if she was sick. Later, she moved out. When she was sick, no one knew that she had eaten a few pills.
I remember once, she also got a fever and couldn't get out of bed. She just stayed in bed for two days before she got up and went to the kitchen to get the milk. The milk expired.
Her vomiting and diarrhea is even worse.
She never thought about it, when she was sick, someone would have fed her porridge.
Lin Xiaomi’s eyes were a little red, and she lowered her head and rubbed her eyes, fearing that tears would flow down.
A bowl of porridge has a belly, and there is food in the stomach, and the body has gradually gained strength.
"This bottle can still be played for an hour or so, and you can sleep for a while." Leng Yuhuang did not notice her emotional changes, packed up the breakfast, and when she came back, she reached out and touched her soft face. Give her a slap in the corner.
If Lin Xiaomi was surprised before, it is almost wrong now.
Has this person taken the wrong medicine today?
How is it different from before?
People can always be vulnerable when they are sick, and they need care. She is immersed in the gentleness of cold and radiant, full of emotions.
Lin Xiaomi stared at him for a while and actually fell asleep.
When she breathed evenly, she looked up at her, and she took a gentle touch in her deep throat.
Raise her hand and leave her broken hair behind her ear, so she sat at her bed and looked at her.
Grandma Yang and other neighbors saw this look at the nose and nose.
After the bottle was finished, Lin Xiaomi still didn't wake up. Leng Xiaohuang gently opened the quilt on her body and easily hugged her.
Grandma Yang whispered on the side: "Hey, this will hurt people."
Cold and polite, nodded to each other and turned and walked out of the clinic.
At this time, the outside is the most glaring time of the sun.
Lin Xiaomi felt a glare in his sleep, subconsciously drilled a drill into his arms, put his little hand on his face, found the most comfortable posture in his arms and slept, and he was like a small Like a cat.
Into the door, Xiao Laipi's sudden stunned, as if in the morning was also alarmed by cold huanghuang, then looked up at the people in the cold and beautiful.
Leng Yuhuang put her on the bed, watching her stretch her body, leaning over her forehead and gently kissing.
Lin Xiaomi woke up in a secluded manner. When he looked up, he saw his face close to his feet. His mind was not clear, and he didn't know if he was dreaming.
Leng Yuhuang looked at her confused look, her mouth slightly hooked, licking her hair, whispered: "Sleep for a while."
Lin Xiaomi sighed and slowly closed his eyes.
Seeing that she was asleep, Leng Yuhuang turned into the bathroom.
After a while, Lin Xiaomi opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.
Just now... Did he kiss her again?
He, how did he kiss her again? !