While Qing Yu'er was struggling with whether she had behaved politely and courteously, Jingxuan was so amazed and shocked that she couldn't tell anyone else.
He stood there stupidly, not saying a word, looking dazed, not at all as mature and steady as he appeared in front of outsiders.
His out-of-control look was very much like a young man who met a goddess and fell in love with her at first sight.
When I turned around suddenly, I saw that person standing in the dim light, so gentle and quiet.
Her smile is like a delicate flower reflected in the water, so beautiful beyond words.
My heart is pounding and I can't stop the beating.
If Jing Yuebai hadn't noticed that something was wrong with his brother, and hadn't poked him twice with his elbow, it would have taken him an unknown amount of time to come back to his senses.
"Cough cough cough."
The most embarrassing thing for a person is to realize his or her own gaffe and lose composure in front of the person he or she falls in love with at first sight.
The gentle and elegant Mr. Jing pretended to cough twice, as if his throat was suddenly blocked by something.
"Hello, I'm Jingxuan, nice to meet Miss Qing."
Others couldn't understand his behavior, but how could Chen Yanqing, who was also a man, not understand it? He saw it clearly from the sidelines.
After all, my performance when I first met my sweetheart was not much better than this man's. I was making a fucking fool of myself!
It would be strange if Chen Yanqing felt comfortable with the sudden appearance of a competitive rival.
His brother is not dead yet, and all those who are busy helping him to be cuckolded have come out.
When his brother died, when he died.
The man's face looked bad to begin with, and now it was even worse.
The two siblings ignored the young man's cold face that was trying to drive them away, and chatted with the patient on the bed for a long time.
It was not until near noon that Aunt Zhao came over with the soup she had cooked at home.
"Do you two want to stay in the hospital for dinner?"
Aunt Zhao opened the huge thermos, which contained layers of food on top and the last layer of soup at the bottom.
Chen Yanqing, who was standing by, lent a hand and placed the carefully prepared food on the small table set up in front of Qing Yuer.
After the man finished his work, he reminded the brother and sister who were unable to help to get out of here.
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