Qiao Xuan looked at his back and frowned. The clothes he was wearing were not the one he was wearing when he went out. He even changed the shirt inside.

And usually, he would stick with Sheng Qian in three or two words. Sheng Qian never took advantage of it, but just now, Sheng Qian said that, he didn't refute it.

Not only her, Sheng Qian felt it and asked Qiao Xuan, "what's the matter with him? He seems to be wrong today, and his face is so bad. Who provoked him?"

This sentence reminded Qiao Xuan that Sheng Liang said he had a headache that day, but she asked him to go to the hospital, and he refused to go. Then his face became worse and worse.

And he said he was going to France. He couldn't wait. It seemed that he couldn't wait for a moment. There was no scheduled itinerary. For him, it seemed that he had never.

What's the matter with him?

In the evening, Sheng Qian stayed at home for dinner. Sheng Liang didn't want Qiao Xuan to work so hard, so he went to the kitchen to prepare dinner alone.

At the right time, Qiao Xuan let Sheng Qian watch. She also went to the kitchen and saw Sheng Liang frying the steak with his head down. It seemed very focused, but when he was taking black pepper, his fingers accidentally knocked down the seasoning bottle next to him, and the red liquid flowed down the glass platform.

Sheng Liang obviously didn't expect this and was stunned in place for a moment.

Qiao Xuan hurried over and turned off the fire first. Seeing Sheng Liang bending down to clean up, she said, "don't move, I'll come."

Sheng Liang looked at Qiao Xuan and quickly cleaned up. He whispered, "I'm sorry."

Qiao Xuan stroked his face, and his voice was distressed: "what's the matter with you? Are you uncomfortable? Is your head still aching?"

Sheng Liang saw himself from her clear eyes. His confusion and helplessness were an expression he had never seen before.

He used to be most afraid to see Qiao Xuan worry, but at the moment, he was a little greedy for her and nervous about his feeling, so he didn't hide his vulnerability and nodded gently: "HMM."

Sure enough, Qiao Xuan frowned and immediately took him out: "what are you doing uncomfortable? Go back to the room and lie down."

It was the first time that Qiao Xuan spoke to him in a critical tone, but Sheng Liang was very happy. He knew that Qiao Xuan really cared about him.

Back in the room, Qiao Xuan walked in front and heard the sound of closing the door. As soon as she was about to look back, Sheng Liang picked her up, walked a few steps to the bed and pressed her on the bed. She was startled: "Sheng Liang..."

Sheng Liang lowers his head and kisses her crazily. He kisses her so much that her lips are swollen. Then he lets go of her and looks at her dizzy. His eyes are blurred. Sheng Liang asks in a low tone: "what were you talking about with Xiao Si just now? So happy?"

"Hmm?" Qiao Xuan looked at him with wide eyes. He still couldn't see any expression on his face, but Qiao Xuan still heard a trace of acid from his tone, "are you jealous?"

Sheng Liang twisted his eyebrows, lowered his head and bit her chin: "say."

Qiao Xuan was painful and itchy. Don't start. She smiled and said, "I didn't talk about anything. I told you about your childhood."

When he was a child? It seems that he doesn't remember what happened when he was a child. Can Sheng Qian remember?

Qiao Xuan held his face and said, "I knew that you called the dog commander because your childhood dream was to be a general."

Sheng Liang's face darkened: "what did Xiao Si say?"

He should make fun of it!

Qiao Xuan carefully touched his hair: "don't be angry. He didn't mean to make fun of you. He just talked to me."

Sheng Liang bit Qiao Xuan again: "are you talking for him?"

Qiao Xuan twisted uncomfortably: "No."

Because she dodged, Sheng Liang's lips fell on her neck. He was a little stunned, and then chewed harder.

He wanted to leave his mark on her and wanted her to remember him forever after he left.

But soon his action was light and turned into a shallow kiss. He was still reluctant to let her hurt and let her keep a mark in the long years to come.

Qiao Xuan naturally didn't know. Just a few seconds ago, Sheng Liang's heart had surged hundreds of times. She gently pushed him away and said, "stop it. Don't you have a headache? Lie down and sleep for a while. I'll call you when the meal is ready."

Sheng Liang let go of her, turned over and lay on the bed, obediently closed his eyes: "HMM."

He dared not open his eyes for fear that Qiao Xuan would see the scarlet red under his eyes at this time.

Qiao Xuan thought he fell asleep so soon. She took down his slippers very gently, and then helped him cover the quilt. Seeing that he breathed well, she crept out.

Sheng Qian watched Qiao Xuan go downstairs. While coaxing the years in his arms, he looked at her bitterly: "what are you two doing? It's time to score."

Qiao Xuan used to pick up Sui Sui, saw him asleep and put him back in the cradle.

Sheng Qian said dissatisfaction, but when he woke up, he still coaxed him with his arms and didn't let him disturb the two upstairs. Qiao Xuan turned to him and said, "thank you."

Sheng Qian threw his mouth. He was very useful for these two words, because no one would tell him, so he swallowed a lot of prepared hurtful words in his stomach all at once. He just said, "whether to let people eat or not."

"Wait for me for ten minutes, soon." Sheng Liang was almost ready before. She could eat as long as she had a simple treatment.

Qiao Xuan went upstairs to call Sheng Liang. Seeing that he was sleeping heavily, she didn't wake him up. Just after Sheng Qian left, she went to the kitchen to make soup and wait for him to wake up at night.

After Sheng Qian left from Sheng Liang, he drove home. The lamp flashed. There was a man sitting at the door. The man raised his hand to block his eyes and exposed half of his face. It was Zhao Xiaowei.

The woman hasn't given up yet.

Sheng Qian got out of the car and walked slowly over. He saw Zhao Xiaowei standing up. She was wearing a black coat and hat. At a glance, she was trying to avoid the reporter's disguise: "chased by a dog?"

Zhao Xiaowei didn't speak, just looked at him and followed him all the time.

Sheng Qian had a feeling of punching cotton. Without saying anything more, he opened the door and went in. At the same time, he also listened to the voice of Zhao Xiaowei following him in.

"If you have something to say, if you have nothing to say --" before leaving, Sheng Qian turned back. Just now he was outside, the sky was too dark to see clearly. At this moment, under the light, he saw that Zhao Xiaowei's clothes were covered with dust and dirt, and some places were scratched, with faint blood stains. His good-looking eyebrows wrinkled, "what's the matter?"

Zhao Xiaowei took a step forward and seemed to want to be closer to Sheng Qian, but his legs were soft and he was going to plant on the ground. Sheng Qian immediately hugged her and put her on the sofa. He saw that she also had a big hole in her knee and was still bleeding out: "how did you get it?"