The villain's deadly support

Perhaps it was because of the tossing and tossing for several days that made Shen Qinglian really a little tired, or it was because of Wen Chuchu's side that made Shen Qinglian feel at ease.

Unexpectedly, early the next morning, the first person to wake up would be Wen Chuchu.

If she lived alone, it might be difficult to distinguish between day and night. Losing her eyesight has brought a lot of inconvenience to Wen Chuchu's life.

Just like now, when she woke up in a daze, she couldn't be sure what time it was in the morning, thinking that maybe the big brother got up early to pack her luggage.

Unexpectedly, when Wen Chuchu was about to stand up with her arms supported, her waist was firmly trapped by an arm.

When the person woke up from the haze, Wen Chuchu blinked her eyes, and then she felt a long breath on the side of her neck, which was slightly itchy and exuded warmth.

The boss actually has a snooze time?

Wen Chuchu lay down in disbelief and softly, and then the head that was snuggling against the side of the neck was pressed again, still looking for the most comfortable position.

This reminded Wen Chuchu of Shen Qinglian when she was a child, the little girl who always loved to cling to her and kept yelling "Sister, sister!"

It's a pity that the person is still the same person, the cute and clingy little guy who used to be, but now he has changed back to the cold and withdrawn person. He has changed a little, but he always likes to bully himself.

Wen Chuchu didn't dare to move, she lightly lay back on the couch, and naturally placed her hand on the back of Shen Qinglian's neck.

Lying on the bed bored, her mind began to think wildly again, but when she was not prepared, there would always be a small soft and deceitful figure breaking into her heart.

Does the time of those three years have the meaning of its existence?

Wen Chuchu felt that there was a change. It was because Shen Qingxian's personality was too independent and assertive that Xiao Yiting came up with the idea to let herself go back to the big boss when she was young to influence her.

Now, some influence has been shown on the big brother, and Shen Qingxian has indeed changed from being repulsive at the very beginning to the current indifferent personality.

only……

In the past few days, Wen Chuchu has had some doubts about her identity.

For the current Shen Qingxian, what kind of existence is he?

Is it a friend or a relative?

Wrapping around Shen Qinglian's neck, Wen Chuchu felt that his weight seemed to be a little heavier than that of the dog-headed military commander. He thought about whether the big boss once wanted to stay away from him, but now the big boss has become a little clingy , a little delicate?

Thinking back on the past few days, Wen Chuchu found out that the big brother could go out alone, but she had to carry her behind her back. The mountain road was rugged and the peach blossom forest was so large that it was really necessary for Shen Qinglian to take her with her. Big trouble?

I repeatedly recalled all kinds of things that happened during this period of time in my heart, and I don't know how long it took before the person in my arms seemed to wake up.

She was the same as herself. When she woke up, she was completely unaware of the entanglement between the two of them. She was also supporting her body, but she froze after that, and she didn't make a sound for a long time.

The arm wrapped around the waist moved, and it wasn't twitching at this time, it wasn't like just leaving it like this, it was a vain posture, and the posture was gentle and tiring even thinking about it.

"Are you awake?" Wen Chuchu loosened the arms wrapped around Shen Qing's neck, and his body was even more startled.

"Hmm..." After a long time, a sleepy muffled sound came from his ear.

"Why, didn't you sleep well?" Wen Chuchu groped along Shen Qinglian's shoulders all the way to her shoulders.

It turned out that Shen Qingxian had really grown up, her shoulders were wider than imagined.

Shen Qinglian slowly pulled his arm out from under his waist, but that movement was too guilty, even if Wen Chuchu wanted to ignore it, he couldn't do it.

This weird atmosphere, even a person with such rough nerves as Wen Chuchu, could react to it. It was strangely quiet and inexplicably hot. Thinking about it this way, it was indeed a bit subtle.

Wen Chuchu lowered her head in embarrassment and raised her waist, Shen Qinglian's arm finally pulled out from under her body.

I didn't feel so embarrassed before, why do I feel so wrong no matter what I do now?Sensing the breath of the person beside him was getting far away, Wen Chuchu hastily got up from the bed.

It's just that this sudden coincidence was not what Shen Qinglian had expected, the two were so close, and the silly Wen Chuchu accidentally bumped his forehead against Shen Qinglian's lips.

This time, although it was not heavy, Wen Chuchu was still stunned by that soft touch.

The hand in Shen Qing's mouth was at his waist again at some point, and the temperature of that palm gradually penetrated through the fabric, gradually warming up the temperature of the skin around his waist.

And Wen Chuchu was still covering the place on his forehead where his lips had rubbed, and was dumbfounded.

Fortunately, I couldn't see it. If I could see it, how embarrassing would this be?

While Wen Chuchu was thinking wildly, the hand covering her forehead was grabbed.

"It's blue."

"What...what?" In Wen Chuchu's brain, only the somewhat hot temperature on her wrist remained.

"I said forehead."

Wen Chuchu felt the force on her wrist loosen, and then her fingers pressed on her forehead.

"Hiss—" The place touched was very painful, Wen Chuchu couldn't help shrinking her neck for a moment, and then remembered that they were too noisy last night, when their foreheads bumped into each other, it was called a The impact was terrible, "It hurts so much, I couldn't have cracked a bone, right?"

That fingertip shrank as if frightened, and Shen Qingxian's nervous voice sounded from the top of his head, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts!" Wen Chuchu completely forgot the kiss that she accidentally wiped before, she stretched out her hand, and touched the boss's ear with her fingertips first, the man froze, but he didn't resist, and then , It's the boss's eyelashes that keep shaking.

In the end, Wen Chuchu's hand rested on a swollen bump on the boss's forehead, "I thought your head was really made of iron, isn't it also swollen?"

Wen Chuchu smiled helplessly, she raised her arms, but she didn't know that her baggy robe had slipped to the crook of her arms long ago, the scenery was looming, and she was still generously rubbing Shen Qing's forehead Disperse blood stasis.

Wen Chuchu doesn't know, but it doesn't mean that Shen Qingyi doesn't understand either. At this time, the man was being held around the neck, his forehead was being rubbed by Wen Chuchu's palm, his eyes were so flustered that there was nowhere to hide, and the red glow on his face was even more slender all the way. The neck spread into the collar.

"Boss, don't you have a fever?" Why did Wen Chuchu feel that Shen Qing's hands were not only hot, but also his forehead and neck were hot when touched by his palms? What's going on?

"No, no." Shen Qinglian really couldn't stand it anymore, she supported Wen Chuchu's arm wrapped around her neck and pulled it, and she fell off the couch in a panic.

The voice was so loud that Wen Chuchu frowned in fright.

"I'm going to wash up." Shen Qing pointed to the direction of the stairs, and then she suddenly realized that Wen Chuchu should be invisible at this time, but she was really embarrassed to stare at that person again, so she could only scratch Scratching his head, he coughed lightly, and tidied his crumpled robe in a panic.

"What are you running for?" Wen Chuchu turned her head following the boss's flustered footsteps, and then there was another loud noise, and she stumbled and fell down the stairs, so frightened that Wen Chuchu hurriedly groped for the bed, "Shen Qingxian ?”

"Me! I'm fine!" Shen Qinglian's panicked voice came from downstairs, and Wen Chuchu breathed a sigh of relief.

And after putting on the foot bag, she didn't feel the warmth of the clothes slipping off until she got into the bed, and in the end she didn't realize what Shen Qinglian saw, she thought it slipped off when she was tidying the bedding.

……

Today was the day when Shen Qinglian was going to take Wen Chuchu down the mountain for a long trip. Yesterday, Shen Qinglian had already prepared all the luggage that needed to be prepared, so he washed up early, and waited for Wen Chuchu to go downstairs for breakfast.

After urging Wen Chuchu to clean up and tidy up, Shen Qinglian actually stuffed a piece of pastry into Wen Chuchu's mouth.

Wen Chuchu didn't know what it was at first, but when she tasted the sweet filling, she was shocked, "Cake? Where did it come from?"

"Is it necessary to be so surprised?" Shen Qing looked at Wen Chuchu's bulging cheeks, and held the remaining half of the pastry with one hand, covered his mouth and squinted his eyes enjoying it.

"Where did it come from? It's so delicious!" Wen Chuchu took another bite.

"I did it, what else? It fell from the sky?" Seeing Wen Chuchu liking, Shen Qinglian's mood brightened, but her tone still sounded cold, and her gaze was fixed on Wen Chuchu without blinking. Chuchu, but in her heart she remembered that when she was a child, that Wen Chuchu who brought home cakes but was reluctant to eat a single bite.

"I can't tell, my Axian has grown up, and now she's even good at cooking!" Wen Chuchu took another bite, and waved her hand happily.

"It's so stupid." Shen Qing curled the corners of his lips, pulled Wen Chuchu to sit beside him, and before the person finished eating, he stuffed another piece of pastry into her hand.

"Boss, pick some of the best looking ones for me." Wen Chuchu had a wonderful expression on her lips, and there was still a piece of broken soybeans on her lips.

Shen Qinglian reached out to wipe the crumbs of pastry off Wen Chuchu's lips, looked at the pastry plate in front of him, wondering, "The prettiest?"

However, in fact, those dim sums that were damaged or not in good condition had already been eaten by Shen Qinglian himself, and only the most delicious and beautiful ones were left for Wen Chuchu Serve alone.

"No, I think we're going on a long trip this trip, don't you want to save some for my aunt?" Wen Chuchu still remembers Shen Qinglian's childhood habit, together, as long as they made new pastries, the boss always liked to keep them. Take out some to pay homage to parents.

So, Wen Chuchu put the half-eaten pastry on the table, she stretched out her hand, and groped for the plate of pastry on the table.

It turned out that she still remembered...

Shen Qing looked at Wen Chuchu, stretched out his hand and pushed the pastry plate in front of Wen Chuchu.

"Boss, help me find another bowl."

Shen Qinglian looked at the pastries she had already served on the window sill, his eyes softened, "Okay."

After taking another bowl and placing three pieces of pastries, Wen Chuchu had already walked to the window sill with the support of Shen Qingxian.

Shen Qinglian put the two porcelain bowls filled with pastries side by side, "It's done."

Turning around, I saw Wen Chuchu clasped his palms together, and had already closed his eyes, "Auntie, Axian and I are going on a long trip, you are blessed in heaven, please keep Axian safe, and don't let anyone bully her again .”

Hearing Wen Chuchu's words, Shen Qinglian's heart ached again, her eyes became hot, she looked at the two bowls of pastries in front of her, and said resentfully, "There is no one to bully, you say that, my mother should be worried .”

Wen Chuchu blinked her eyes and was stunned. Although she couldn't see, she could hear the sadness in the boss's words, "Uh, no... no, Auntie, Ah Xian is doing well recently, you..."

Not knowing what to say, Wen Chuchu awkwardly scratched her head in embarrassment, "Don't worry, I, I will protect Axian!"

Foolishly, Shen Qing saw Wen Chuchu scratching his ears and holding back his cheeks for a long time but couldn't explain why, so he followed Wen Chuchu's hands together and stood in front of the window sill, "Mother, Chuchu and I will be back soon. "

"Well, yes!" Wen Chuchu hurriedly nodded in response.

When Shen Qinglian turned his head to look at the girl beside him who had a pious expression and listened quietly, his eyes silently looked at the two bowls of pastries on the window sill.

Mother, tell me, is this girl full of stupidity?