Chapter 820

Lin yishallow gave him a rare smile, "walk slowly."

Qin Feng raised his feet to leave, thought about it and looked back at it. "It's so pathetic. Don't embarrass him for a while, and then hit him when he wakes up."

He smiled and looked at Lin yishallow.

Lin yishallow: "..."

Did he think she was going to abuse her after they left?

So she is such a vicious image in their hearts?

Lin yishallow thought it was funny, chuckled and didn't talk.

When Qin Feng goes out, Lin Yiqian 's eyes fall on his deep face. He is drunk and unconscious, but his brows are tightly wrinkled.

I don't know if I have any worries or drink too much.

She stooped to help him pull the quilt, and then prepared to go to fetch water for him to wipe, the man's hand suddenly raised, clasped her wrist, "shallow you don't go."

The begging tone, the drunken tone, seemed a little sticky.

Lin Yi's heart was soft, and he bowed his head. The man held her hand in his hands, a pair of spiteful people who would not give up no matter what.

What a shame this guy is!

She tried to pull her hand back. "You let go, you smell like wine. It's dirty."

"You don't go, I'll go. I'll come back when the grass grows high. I'll come back when the grass is shallow."

His voice weakened again.

But the hand is still holding Lin yishallow's hand.

Lin yishallow has no choice but to bend down and squat down. She lies on the edge of the bed and stares at the man's face.

The other hand can't help but stretch out, aiming at the man's eyebrow, and then gently wipe his eyebrow with his thumb.

Gentle movement.

The man's mouth kept saying the words that asked her not to leave, she asked: "think deeply, is not I let you do what you do?"

"As long as you don't leave, don't leave me, what you say is what."

With that, he grabbed Lin yishallow's hand and pulled it into his arms.

Lin Yi said, "then tell me that I love you ten thousand times."

Double and double what is missing in these years.

I love you

"I love you."

"I love you..."

Lin Yi shallow sits on the wool mat under the bed, bends his knees, holds his knees in his hands, and puts his head on the edge of the bed.

The voice of the drunk man, especially mellow and magnetic, repeated "I love you" in her ear over and over.

This is her favorite voice and favorite words in recent years.

Gradually, I lost my consciousness, closed my eyes, and the voice in my mouth was smaller and smaller again and again. I felt like I was going to stop.

Lin Yi shallow nervous turn around, kneel at the bedside, a hand break is thinking about the deep chin, "ten thousand times how enough."

She bowed her head and kissed the man's lips.

She wants him to love her all her life.

……

Mindfulness woke up the next morning and found that he was lying in his bed. His first reaction was to dream. He blinked. He was sure it wasn't a dream. He sat up.

His eyes swept around the room quickly, and then he looked at the side. The other side of the bed was empty. He opened the quilt, and there were traces of sleeping.

He looked down at himself again, still yesterday's clothes.

Nothing happened. His eyes drooped and his face faded.

He still had a little memory of last night. He remembered hearing Lin yishallow's voice, but she didn't do anything to him.