Chapter 2372

"Stay, stay."

Although women are born with beauty.

But anyin can't even see their future, which cares whether to leave scars or not.

Qin Jian raised his eyes and glanced over her face. His expression was a little light. He continued to bandage the wound for her: "the body is your own. When a person has nothing, he can follow his own. Maybe it is only the body that can follow him. In this regard, we should cherish it."

An Yin savors Qin Jian's words.

When you have nothing, the only one who can follow you is this body.

Does it mean that he doesn't think they will have a future?

"Do you know what it's like to have nothing?" An Yin asked.

He gave her bandaged hand stopped, followed by the previous action, did not answer.

An Yin took a deep breath: "before I arrived at Qin house, I had nothing. But it was too young at that time. What I was afraid of was finding my mother

"You know how to find someone, even if you don't have anything."

He put her bandaged arm down gently, pulled up the lapel of her pajamas and buttoned it up in a familiar way.

With the button up, an Yin breathed a sigh of relief and sat up with her uninjured arm.

Qin Jian was afraid of her exertion, broke the wound, pressed her shoulder, "what do you do?"

"Restroom." Anyin's face is red.

Qin Jian let go, arm around her shoulder, help her sit up, and took an Yin's slippers, hold her feet, give her shoes.

An Yin looks at the man who squats by the bed, in the heart disorderly roars.

He is the old man's flesh and blood, the future successor of the Qin family. Wherever he goes, he is held by others. When will he be asked to serve others.

And this lovely son of Qin should have done these things for her.

"I'll do it myself." An Yin retracts her feet.

She has been around him since childhood, taking care of his food and clothing. Although she is no longer a servant of the Qin family, she is not used to being taken care of by him.

Qin Jian held on to her feet.

Her feet are very small, and when he holds them, they are soft, smooth and cold.

Qin Jian frowned and looked up: "cold?"

"Not cold." Anyin shakes her head. A cool wind blows in from the window, but anyin shrinks her neck.

Qin glanced at the window.

Anyin likes to sleep with the window open, but now it's autumn and the night is very cold.

But anyin is not afraid of the cold at ordinary times, but is especially afraid of the cold during her period.

Qin Jian calculated the time, there are still a few days is an Yin holiday.

There is incense burning in the room. Is she afraid of the cold because she is ahead of schedule this month?

She was afraid that the smell of her body would be sent out ahead of time, so she burned incense in advance to save her body odor from provoking him.

At this time, an Yin saw Qin Jian looking at the censer, embarrassed.

But this kind of thing, she also is not easy to explain, the hot hot face.

Qin Jian took a look at her, drew back her sight, put slippers on her little feet, and before she stood up, he put one hand on her waist, the other on her leg, and lifted her horizontally and went to the bathroom.

An Yin looks at the man holding her, and her eyes are filled with warmth.

The better he treats her, the more reluctant she is to let go, and the more she does not let go, the greater the harm to him.

Qin Jian's words less, into the bathroom, put her down, then back out, conveniently take the toilet door.

Out of the bathroom, Qin Jian did not leave, holding his arm, back to the door wall, eyes a dark.

No kids?

Maybe a little less of his children can make them feel at ease.

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