hate dragon

章节字数：3397更新时间：09-09-2109:57

"Why doesn't Qing'er eat?" Seeing Qing'er's small mouth pouted, eyes fixed on the several appetizers in front of him, Qing'er made a sound, afraid that Qing'er would be hungry.

"Mother didn't eat." Although the little belly was really hungry, Qing'er was still very obedient and wanted to wait to eat with mother.

"It's okay, if Qing'er is hungry, eat first, mother is waiting for your father." Looking outside the door, Mingsu hasn't come yet, Qinghe doesn't want Qing'er to be hungry just to wait for Mingsu with him.

Originally, Mingsu was afraid that Qing'er and Qinghe would get hungry waiting, so he made some snacks first, but now Mingsu was busy making the main course and couldn't make it for a while.Because of the food incident last time, Mingsu didn't dare to let other people touch anything given to Qinghe, including any food and use.And that's why Qinghe wanted to wait for Mingsu to be with him. Mingsu was busy every time, and he didn't know anything. He just waited for Mingsu to prepare everything. Now that he wanted to come to Qinghe, he realized that he really seemed to be doing something. Never did it for Mingsu, even Juxiang knew why her lover learned to cook, but Qinghe found that she really didn’t know anything, suddenly Qinghe was a little bit wronged...

"Qing'er and mother are waiting for father and king together." Touching her flat belly, Qing'er still closed her coveted mouth. Qing'er likes to eat with mother and father, and doesn't like to eat alone.

"Qing'er will be very hungry, okay, we won't wait, mother will accompany you to eat first." Taking a piece of flower-shaped pastry, Qing He fed it to Qing'er's mouth, how could Qing'er wait for Ming Su for herself? And hungry, how could Qinghe be willing.

"Qing'er eat, we won't wait." Seeing that Qing'er was still a little hesitant, Qing He said again, this time directly feeding the snack into Qing'er's mouth, and seeing Qing'er take a bite before letting go .

"Mother... 呒呒..." Qing'er said to let Qinghe eat too, but because she was chewing something, she couldn't make it clear, so she could only say it like this, but Qinghe still saw it from Qing'er's eyes this means.

"Qing'er, let's eat." Qing'er was growing up and eating quickly, but Qing'er didn't seem to have any appetite, she just touched her lips symbolically and stopped moving, instead she kept feeding Qing'er.

"Ding ding..." When the silver chopsticks fell to the ground, there was a series of crisp jingling sounds.

"Mother, the chopsticks have fallen." Qing'er looked along the line where the chopsticks fell, and her little head almost got under the table.

"Qing'er don't move, mother can come and pick it up." Pulling Qing'er up and sitting on the chair, Qinghe retreated and squatted down to pick up the chopsticks that fell on him.

"Ah..." Qinghe who picked up the chopsticks was about to stand up, but suddenly his eyes went dark. In a hurry, Qinghe held the table leg with one hand so as not to let himself fall down, but because of this, the table was also moved, shaking for a while Several bowls and dishes fell down with the vibration, and the crisp cracking sound of the porcelain bowls was found at Qinghe's feet, and the fragments were even scattered on the ground.

"Uh...fufu..." Inhaling heavily, Qinghe caressed her throbbing chest, but the rapid ups and downs of her chest still showed how scared and nervous Qinghe was now.

"Mother, mother, get up..." Seeing that mother almost fell, Qing'er hurriedly jumped off the chair, ran to Qinghe's side and looked at mother worriedly, and kept holding mother with her little hand, trying to get mother to get up, And the slightly crying voice showed how scared Qing'er was.

"Qinghe!" As soon as Mingsu entered the door, what Mingsu saw was Qinghe's soft look, and that pale face made Mingsu flustered for a while.

"Qinghe, what's the matter, did you fall? Is there something wrong? Does it hurt anywhere?" Mingsu hurriedly put down the dishes in his hands, and Mingsu knelt on one knee beside Qinghe, looking worried and anxious like never before.

"Mother..." Qing'er was weeping with a small face, and the tears in her eyes were almost unbearable for her big eyes, and they were about to fall down.

"What's wrong with you, did you fall?" Quickly picked up Qinghe, Ming Su gently put Qinghe, who had not yet recovered her strength, on the chair, stroking Qinghe's pale cheeks with one hand, and holding Qinghe with the other. With trembling hands, he asked softly again and again.

"Qing'er is not good, Qing'er is not good, let mother wrestle...Qing'er don't want mother to wrestle...mother...mother..." The abnormal fear made Qing'er cry, and big tears fell down In Qinghe's hands, Qinghe was finally allowed to return to Qinghe.

"Qing'er..." After recovering from fear and fear, Qing'er's frightened look and Mingsu's worried expression in front of him made Qinghe realize his abnormality.

"Mother is fine, Qing'er don't cry, it's not Qing'er's fault, it's because mother didn't pay attention, Qing'er stop crying, mother is fine, Qing'er doesn't cry..." Seeing Qing'er crying like this, Qing He He hurriedly took Qing'er into his arms, and comforted him in a low voice. He didn't expect his own carelessness to scare Gan so much. He never wanted Qing'er to suffer a little injury or suffering. How could Qinghe see Qing'er crying in front of him like this.

"Qing'er stopped crying, it's my mother's fault, mother made Qing'er worry, right? Mother is fine, Qing'er is not crying, don't cry, Qing'er is not crying..." Gently patted Qing'er Qing He's heart ached unceasingly as her back rose and fell as she cried. This child was always her most cherished treasure, but she always got hurt because of herself. Qing He knew that Qing'er was always the one she was most sorry for.

"Mother...Qing'er doesn't want Mother to wrestle, it's because Qing'er is not good...Mother..." Feeling Mother's warm embrace, Qing'er's fear slowly dissipated, but she still had infinite grievances.

"Qing'er is not bad, it's because mother is careless, Qing'er is not bad, mother is fine, Qing'er sees, mother is really fine, Qing'er is not crying, Qing'er is not crying..." Knowing that Qing'er thought It was herself who caused her to fall, Qing He repeatedly explained how it was Qing Er's responsibility, Qing He felt sorry for Qing Er's self-blame, and also regretted her own carelessness, which made Qing Er so scared.

"Qing'er doesn't cry, mother is fine, it's not Qing'er's fault, mother is fine, Qing'er is not bad, Qing'er cries, mother will feel distressed, Qing'er doesn't want mother to be distressed, right, Qing'er doesn't cry Don't cry anymore." Mingsu was also helping Qinghe to coax Qing'er.Although she still doesn't quite understand what happened, Mingsu absolutely can't bear Qing'er to cry so sadly. Seeing Qing'er's little face wiped clean just now was dazzled by the tears shed again, Mingsu Su was also in pain.

"Mother..." The little face finally lifted up to be close to mother, the tears on Qing'er's face made Qinghe feel distressed and blamed herself.

"Qing'er stop crying, mother doesn't like Qing'er crying, Qing'er is mother's baby, mother will be reluctant, Qing'er will stop crying, please, Qing'er will not cry..." took it from Mingsu's hand The silk scarf, Qinghe gently helped Qing'er dry her tears, and then hugged her tightly, Qinghe dared not let Qing'er go again.

"Qing'er won't cry anymore, mother will be sad, Qing'er won't cry..." Now Mingsu is most worried, Qing'er is crying and Qinghe's pale face still hasn't recovered, and now she has to worry about Qing'er Er, Ming Su also didn't know what to do for a while, so he could only coax Qing Er to be better.

"Qing'er won't cry, father and mother are here to accompany Qing'er, Qing'er won't cry." Holding the two of them, one big and one small, together in his arms, Ming Su hoped to let the one he valued most The two stopped being sad in their arms, no longer sad.

"Qing'er, Qing'er..." Sensing Mingsu's efforts, Qinghe pressed against Qing'er's little face to convey a sense of security to Qing'er, hoping that Qing'er would stop crying.

"Mother, mother..." Hugging her mother's neck tightly, Qing'er tried her best to bring her little face closer to her, and Qinghe also kissed Qing'er lightly, not wanting Qing'er to be sad again.

"Qing'er is the most obedient, Qing'er won't cry anymore." Because he didn't know what was going on, Mingsu was a little helpless, but he really couldn't bear Qing'er to cry like this, and couldn't bear Qinghe's worry.

"Qing'er will be good, Qing'er won't cry, Qing'er doesn't want mother to be sad." Wiping her eyes vigorously, Qing'er raised her eyes that were red from crying like a bunny, but with tears hanging on her face, Qing'er still let Qing'er A burst of distress.

"Qing'er is the most obedient, Qing'er is not crying anymore." Kissing Qing'er's face, Qing He's forehead was pressed against Qing'er's forehead, feeling Qing'er's trembling, Qing He spoke softly.

"Heh, heh...Mother..." Qing'er choked a little from crying, her little face was also red, but she was still reluctant to let go of Qinghe.

"We Qing'er don't cry anymore, be good, don't cry anymore." Quickly picked up a glass of water, Qing He carefully fed Qing'er, gently stroking Qing'er's back with her hand to help Qing'er breathe.

"Hey, don't cry, mother loves you so much." Seeing Qing'er obediently drank the water in the glass, and slowly stopped crying, Qing He carefully hugged Qing'er in her arms again, coaxing softly road.

"What's the matter with you, where did you fall?" When Qing'er stopped crying, Ming Su had the leisure to ask what happened just now.

"Did you fall?" Looking carefully at Qinghe's body, Mingsu couldn't see any injuries, so he could only ask Qinghe, mainly because Qinghe's unusually pale face and the weakness just now made Mingsu unable to ignore it After all, Qinghe's body is really not as good as before.

"It's okay, I didn't fall anywhere, I just didn't stand firmly just now, don't worry." Looking up from Qing'er, Qinghe panicked when he saw Mingsu's worried look, while Shang said calmly , but there was a burst of fear in my heart.

"Are you really okay? You look very bad. May I ask the imperial doctor to come and check your pulse?" Still can't really feel relieved, Mingsu still doesn't know Qinghe's temper, and always says it's okay.

"No! No, I mean no need, I'm really fine, don't call me an imperial doctor, you'll scare Qing'er, I'm really fine." Seeing that she strongly denied it made Mingsu even more worried, Qinghe Quickly re-export.

"I'm really fine, don't call someone, it will scare Qing'er..." Holding Ming Su's hand tightly, Qing He shook his head and refused Ming Su to call someone.

Qinghe's eager voice let Mingsu know that this matter is not so simple, but the pleading in Qinghe's eyes also made Mingsu have no choice but to stop the walking away, reaching out to hug Qing'er from Qinghe's arms.

"Let's eat." With a helpless but obviously worried tone, Qinghe let Qinghe know that Mingsu would not pursue this matter for the time being.