The lazy beauty dotes on her husband so much, she deserves to have a partner

Chapter 144: After the dog licker awakens, how did the other person become a love-brained person? (1



Chapter 144: After the dog licker awakens, how did the other person become a love-brained person? (1

Just talk it out and cry it out.

Bai Lian put his hand on his head and touched it gently.

He knew that He Qing had been suppressing himself in his heart. If he didn't push He Qing, he might never say it out.

Language is like an invisible sword. When one listens to it too often, even he himself may be deeply trapped in it.

Of course, Bai Lian was angry, but he was more worried.

"I know, but I don't believe this rumor. If this rumor is true, then I will help you break this rumor. Do you believe me?"

"……letter!"

So what if I give it a try?

Anyway, his life is already bad enough, the worst that can happen is that he will lose his life.

He wanted to be brave once, to stay with Bai Lian and fight for a chance to have her accompany him in the future.

The two hugged each other for a long time.

It was not until He Qing calmed down that he realized what was happening and asked, "How did you bring me back last night? Are you injured?"

"I brought him back, he's not injured."

Bai Lian's detailed answer made He Qing's face turn red.

He glanced at Bai Lian's thin body, his slender waist wrapped in cloth, and the arms that had just hugged him seemed to still be warm.

He Qing didn't expect that someone as tall as him would be held in the arms of someone smaller than him. The thought made him feel a little shy.

Seeing that his face was getting redder, Bai Lian bent down slightly and touched his forehead.

I thought it was because he didn't handle it properly that he got a fever and became sick.

Fortunately, my forehead wasn't hot.

Then Bai Lian stepped back slightly, his eyes returning to his flushed cheeks.

So close……

He Qing was stunned for a moment, with the fragrance still lingering at the tip of his nose.

Bai Lian lowered his gaze, "Do you want me to help you?"

"Boom" sound.

He Qing felt like his brain had exploded. It was now in chaos, not giving him any chance to think.

His hands clutched the quilt tightly, veins bulging on the skin on the back of his hands. He held his breath and clenched his lips tightly to prevent any sound from coming out.

By the time it was over, He Qing's face was covered in sweat.

He took Bai Lian to wash his hands.

She didn't dare to look at Bai Lian, and her round earlobes were flushed with a healthy red.

There was always a sense of guilt that had tainted him.

Bai Lian looked at him with a pure and innocent look like a big puppy, and a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes.

Bai Lian moved closer to him, hooked one hand around his neck and lifted his chin with one finger.

"Why are you so shy? What are you going to do next?"

He Qing had been tense since the moment he approached. When he heard Bai Lian's words, he pursed his lips.

"I won't make you regret it."

What He Qing just demonstrated was indeed astonishing.

Bai Lian's eyes fell on the shape of his lips. His light-colored, thin lips looked kissable.

Thinking this way, Bai Lian did it.

Bai Lian's action shocked He Qing and made his eyes widen, but the warm touch that followed attracted his attention.

His hands slowly wrapped around Bai Lian's waist, bringing Bai Lian closer to him.

He Qing opened his lips and fell into the opponent's city, constantly exchanging each other's temperature, their breathing entangled together, and for a moment they couldn't tell who was who.

A quarter of an hour later, Bai Lian pushed him away, her feet feeling a little weak.

He Qing supported him in time, and his originally light-colored lips were now stained red.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and the joy between his eyebrows was visible to the naked eye.

"Lian Lian, you still need to practice more, and you will get better in the future!"

Bai Lian glanced at him and He Qing immediately shut up, but the smile on his lips remained unchanged.

In the afternoon, Bai Lian returned home. The village chief and Li were sitting neatly in the yard, looking at Bai Lian who had just come in without saying a word.

The six of them looked at each other, and Bai Lian also sat down and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"

The village chief snorted coldly.

"You still remember to ask us what happened? You went out in the morning and didn't come back until the afternoon. I almost wanted to go look for you!"

"Didn't I come back at noon?"

"You've only been back for so long and you're already out again!"

Li tried to calm his temper, "Your father has this kind of temper, don't take it to heart."

"No." Bai Lian paused for a moment and said, "I have a reason for this."

Under the gazes of the village chief and Li, Bai Lian continued, "I went to look for He Qing this morning and found that he was injured, so I stayed to take care of him."

The village chief no longer cared about being angry, and asked with a worried look on his face: "He Qing was injured? Is it serious?"

"Fortunately, he is much better now."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier, kid? Your mother and I could go visit you!"

"He said he didn't want to bother you."

Seeing that Bai Lian could answer everything, Li looked at Bai Lian with some suspicion, "Are you together now?"

Bai Lian nodded.

The village chief's attention was suddenly diverted. Thinking of He Qing's injury, his thoughts were all over the place. "Brother Bo, did you force yourself on him?"

The village chief who said this was hit on the head mercilessly by Li.

"Why do you say that about your son?"

Li turned around and said, "He should be okay now, right? You have to be gentle with him, he is still injured!"

Just this one incident reminded the couple of the scene where their own brother Bai forced himself on He Qing. How bad is Bai Lian's image in their hearts?

Bai Lian held his forehead slightly and explained: "That's not true. We came together naturally."

Village chiefs Li and He breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, "That's good, that's good!"

"Is he okay there alone? Should we go check on him now?"

"No, let's go see him tomorrow. He is still able to take care of himself."

Seeing what Bai Lian said, the couple stopped being stubborn and started preparing dinner. When Bai Lian didn't come back just now, the village chief and Li wanted to go out to look for him. They were a little worried that he hadn't come back for so long.

Night fell quickly in the sky and was replaced by daylight in the blink of an eye.

As the couple and Bai Lian's family walked towards He Qing's house, they attracted the attention of many villagers.

It was inevitable that some villagers would greet each other enthusiastically, "Village chief, where are you and your family going so early in the morning?"

The village chief said without hesitation: "Let's go to He Qing's house. He has been slightly injured. Let's go and take a look."

He and Li had already thought it through. Since the two children were together, it was difficult for them to stop them. Sooner or later, the villagers would know about it, and there was nothing to be shy about.

When the villagers heard this, their faces changed immediately and they muttered: This is the 'unlucky star'. The village chief's family didn't even try to hide, but took the initiative to look for him. It will be terrible if something happens in the future.

This incident spread very quickly. The village was so small that word spread quickly, and many villagers saw it along the way.

From then on, the villagers began to stay away from the village chief's family. When He Qing found out about this, he felt extremely guilty.

Of course that's all for later.

The village chief and his family came to He Qing’s house and knocked on the door.

He Qing in the inner room wondered: Who would knock on the door so early? Could it be Bai Lian?

He Qing's eyes lit up and he immediately ran to the door, straightened his clothes and opened the door.


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