"Am I qualified to refuse?" She said with a sneer.

Leng Shaoheng stops and looks back at her. Her thin body only accounts for one third of the single bed. Her face is facing the inside of the window. A strand of black satin like hair is across her cheek, filling a kind of messy beauty. He wanted to go over and pin the strand of hair behind her ears to show her plain and elegant face.

He stopped his behavior and whispered, "since you know you are not qualified, you might as well try to accept it."

After that, he opened the door and left quietly. Before leaving, he did not forget to help her turn off the light of the ward. As a result, as soon as he walked out of the door of the inpatient department, there was a thunderstorm outside.

There was a flash of lightning, followed by a dull thunder. Leng Shaoheng didn't take an umbrella. He calculated the distance from the inpatient department to the parking lot. Then he saw the torrential rain that looked like pearl particles crashing down in front of him. Even if he ran at the speed of 100 meters, he would be drenched all over.

He looked at the small puddle in front of him and turned back to the inpatient department.

In the ward, Shen Qingqing buries herself in the warm quilt, curls up like a snail, as if she can escape the outside storm.

She listened to the thunder outside the window and recalled what her mother and sister had said to her today. She was filled with fear and loneliness.

How can she stay up till dawn in the hospital alone on such a night?

She reached out to turn on the bedside lamp and looked at the room full of light, but the fear did not abate. She had some expectations. Like the night of heyday, Leng Shaoheng came to her like a God, bringing her infinite sense of security.

She took a look at the thunderstorm outside the window and couldn't help thinking that Leng Shaoheng didn't seem to carry an umbrella when he left, and she didn't know if he would be caught in the rain.

I can't help imagining that Leng Shaoheng is like a drowned chicken, but then the picture becomes that he walks out of the bathroom with a towel around him, and the wet water drops on his short hair slide all the way from his clavicle to his abdominal muscles

The door of the ward was suddenly opened at this time. Shen Qingqing suddenly regained her mind. Her face was covered with rosy clouds and her eyes kept dodging.

Leng Shaoheng's Gao Daxin's figure stood by the door, looking at her face full of blush. There was a trace of consternation in her eyes. She asked in a deep voice, "why don't you sleep and turn on the light?"

"Outside Rain, sleep I can't sleep. " All of a sudden, Shen Qingqing turned into a stammer and couldn't speak coherently.

She knocked her head hard and forced her to return quickly from outside.

In this world, there is no more embarrassing thing than this. The person who just happened to be YY actually appeared in front of her in the next second!

Leng Shaoheng, with an indifferent expression, goes directly to Shen Qingqing's window and draws the blue curtains on both sides for her, isolating the lightning and thunder from the window.

"It's raining hard. I can't go back for a while without an umbrella." He said calmly.

Shen Qingqing nodded and acquiesced in his behavior. As soon as he appeared, he filled her with fear and helplessness, as if forgetting that she had taken the initiative to let her go not long ago. This man is too powerful and dazzling. For the first time, she knows what is unavoidable.

"Are you afraid of lightning?" Cold Shaoheng see her low head, if thoughtful appearance, light asked.

"No, I'm a little afraid of thunder." She said, biting her lip.

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