Because Ling chuxia didn't stand firm, she fell into shiche's arms directly. Her face was still smashed towards shiche's chest. Shiche's chest was hard. Ling chuxia only felt a pain coming up from the nose bone, which made her take a breath unconsciously.

When shiche dropped his eyes, he saw Ling chuxia touch his nose nervously with his hand, as if to confirm whether his nose had been crooked. This subconscious small action made shiche's irritable mood dissipate a little, and even saw her confirm that her nose was not crooked and secretly relieved, the corners of her lips were not consciously raised 。

After Ling chuxia made sure that her original nose was not so fragile, she suddenly remembered that she was still sitting in shiche's arms, her eyes suddenly widened, her pupils suddenly tightened, and she stood up straight from shiche's arms and said, "yes I'm sorry

A word of sorry, instantly let the smile of Chuche's lips disappear completely, and even slightly slow down the irritability, surge up again, more than just now.

He raised his eyelids and looked at Ling chuxia, who was too rigid and cautious. He thought of her unconscious small movements, and then he saw a bit of irony in his eyes.

The so-called hope plum quench thirst, people think can eat plum will flow out of saliva, so can quench thirst. And these years, he has been looking for plum to quench his thirst.

When Che felt his head more painful, both sides of the temple tingling pain, he raised his hand, long finger pinched the eyebrow, but no half can ease, so that his face more and more bad, the whole body breath more gloomy.

Even if Ling chuxia doesn't have to look up, she can feel that the mood at the moment is extremely bad. Naturally, she doesn't want to stay here as cannon fodder, even if she is busy helping sister Hua in the kitchen. However, when she is hesitant to leave, the rest of the corner of her eye is aimed at shiche's face.

His face was tense and pale, his eyebrows were habitually frowned, and his thin lips were pressed tightly. When she saw it, she knew that shiche's headache had been committed again.

Ling chuxia's steps couldn't move. In fact, shiche didn't have headache when he was a child. His headache began to attack a few months after his marriage, and it was getting more and more serious. She never knew what the reason was. But it must be that she didn't take good care of shiche, which made him suffer from this disease. Ling chuxia always felt guilty about Shi Che, So she went to a professional massage place and studied with her master for several months. She learned a good skill. When shiche had a headache, she could help him to relax.

Because of worry, Ling chuxia is less worried about, did not speak, only directly around the back of the sofa, the slender jade finger slowly pressed to the temple of shiche.

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