However, looking at the woman's upturned lips, he thought she still had feelings for him.
He quickly began to speak with a sincere expression of remorse.
"Hehe, I can't live without you. As long as you're still willing to be with me, even if you ask me to die the next second, I won't hesitate."
"Oh, then go die."
She then ignored him, lightly pressing the accelerator; she refused to believe he was really courting death…
The car drove off and headed straight for Mu Anche, who quickly dodged away in terror.
His body was soaked in sweat from surviving the ordeal, and his voice trembled slightly.
"Hehe! I won't give up!"
Tsk!
See? People value their lives!
Wen Qinghe listened to the sounds coming from behind, and the car continued to drive at a constant speed without stopping for a moment.
If it had been two months later, I probably would have dug this person out of the deepest recesses of my mind.
I must have forgotten to check the almanac before going out; it feels like I stepped in a pile of shit.
He stepped on the gas and drove straight to the warehouse. After unloading the supplies Xiao Chen had purchased, he finally felt a little relieved.
She must look at Yan Xiao more often when she gets home tonight to cleanse her eyes.
...
That night.
Before going to sleep, Wen Qinghe made a special instruction to the old housekeeper.
If she falls asleep again, do not make a sound.
You'll wake up naturally when you're ready to sleep.
The old butler thought back to the last time the young lady had only been awake for twenty-four hours before falling asleep again.
Is this another month of sleep?
Although he was still worried after finding out in advance, the young lady was able to eat and drink, run and jump, and was in good health after the check-ups.
He just slept a little longer, but he doesn't seem weak, so I can relax a bit.
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When Wen Qinghe got back, it was already 8 p.m.
She had told Yan Xiao last night to sleep a little longer.
Cough cough, they are quite different.
As expected.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a handsome face with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes illuminated by the dim light of a kerosene lamp.
But his brows were furrowed, and his eyes seemed to be bloodshot...
But the moment she woke up, a hint of joy flashed in her dark eyes.
"Qingqing, you're awake? Are you hungry?"
The man's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time.
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