Chapter 1474 Except Wushan Is Not a Cloud 25

"So, Miss Qiao, does your husband know about this?" The reason why Xu Xu asked her this was not because she was curious to know, but because Qiao Ran, a pregnant girl, fainted in front of the grave on the mountain. Such a thing is really strange, and Xu Xu is just out of concern.

However, after Qiao Ran heard Xu Xu's words, she was stunned for a moment. For some reason, she remembered the dream she had. In the dream, she was wearing a red wedding dress, and at the end she was covered in red blood...

Qiao Ran looked down at her still flat stomach, and said softly, "I don't have a husband. I only have one person."

Qiao Ran didn't give any other explanations, but Xu Xu probably understood what she meant, and didn't ask any further questions. She nodded and said, "Then go back, go back and sit in the room."

Xu Xu then added, "I'll go and make medicine for you."

Qiao Ran didn't want to trouble Xu Xu either, but she also knew that she was too weak at this moment, and she couldn't do anything except thank Xu Xu.

Xu Xu put down the work at hand, got up and went to the kitchen.

Unexpectedly, Qiao Ran also followed.

Xu Xu was taken aback for a moment and asked her, "Why don't you go back to the house?"

"I... can't sleep, can I do something for you?" Qiao Ran really didn't want to go back to the house and be bored. She opened and closed her eyes now, and it was the scene of Qing Ye dying beside her, and her heart was heavy and painful. Panic, she really can't calm down, she would rather sit here and find someone to talk to her than panic by herself.

Xu Xu probably felt that she was a little depressed, so he had no choice but to give her a small basket of flowers and let her sit on the bamboo chair to pick them.

Qiao Ran listened to her words, hugged the flower basket and began to pick, while Xu Xu moved a very low stool, gently supported his lower abdomen with one hand, and turned the medicine stove with the other hand.

Qiao Ran looked at her. Although her voice was very hoarse, she still found a topic to chat with Xu Xu, "Miss Xu Xu, what do you do?"

Seeing Xu Xu's courtyard full of flowers and drying them, she felt very poetic.

Xu Xu answered her without thinking too much, "Sell some flower cakes and tea."

When saying these words, Xu Xuxiu's beautiful fingers clenched lightly.

Qiao Ran looked at Xu Xu's beautiful fingers holding something, and couldn't help saying, "Miss Xu Xu writes beautifully, right?"

Xu Xu was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously turned to look at Qiao Ran, probably not knowing how Qiao Ran could tell that she could write well.

When Qiao Ran saw her expression, she knew that she had guessed right, so she couldn't help but smile slightly, "It seems that I was right."

Xu Xu still couldn't help asking: "Miss Qiao... how can you tell?"

"I know someone. His hands are beautiful. No matter what he holds in his hands, his posture is very good-looking, so I..." Qiao Ran realized that when he said this with a smile on his mouth, he had already said it. , she slowly suppressed her smile again, and didn't say any more.

And Xu Xu didn't make things difficult for her, and slowly changed the topic for her, "Where's Miss Qiao?"

"I..." Qiao Ran suddenly lowered her head, shaking her head with a self-deprecating smile, "I'm just an opera singer..."

Xu Xu told her very gently and seriously, "Miss Qiao, you don't need to belittle yourself. I really like listening to operas, and I admire you very much."