Chapter 405 Duoer, I Love You
But now he smiled and said to her, I am not willing to let you bear it alone.
Qian Duoduo's heart instantly felt as uncomfortable as if a five-flavored bottle had been knocked over, and an unspeakable emotion arose.
She gently pushed Long Muchen's chest away, turned around and took out the golden sore medicine, then pulled Long Muchen to sit beside the bed,
"Don't talk, I'll help you apply the medicine. Now the weather is getting hotter. If the wound is not treated in time, it will become inflamed..."
Long Muchen was very obedient, watching her little hands gently cleaning his wound with deep eyes, with a careful look, like treating a treasure.
During the process, afraid of his pain, he lowered his head and exhaled softly.
Seeing such a docile Qian Duoduo, she has lost her willfulness and became considerate and pleasant, which made Long Muchen feel that what flowed from his arm was not blood, but honey.
"Duo'er, you still feel sorry for me, don't you?"
Qian Duoduo lowered his eyes and remained silent. After taking the good medicine, he tied a beautiful bowknot on his arm before raising his head again.
"Do you think that only you will worry about me, and I won't worry about you?"
The eyes that have just cried are beautiful, clear, with a touch of worry.
It is obviously a docile appearance of a little sheep, but the words he said are very angry.
"You don't share joys and sorrows with me. You're just asking for trouble for me. You asked me to help bandage your wound in the middle of the night, which made my hands smell like blood. Don't you feel sick!"
Long Muchen held Qian Duoduo's hand, rubbed it lightly in his palm, and lowered his head close to her cheek.
"Dol, I'm sorry..."
Qian Duoduo pouted and drooped her eyelids.
"Duo'er, I love you..."
There were only three words in the gentle voice, as if floating from the sky, hazy like a dream, but it was clearly transmitted into Qian Duoduo's ears.
She looked at Long Muchen, curled her eyelashes in a ignorant way, and seemed to be a little puzzled.
Long Muchen took a deep breath, held Qian Duoduo's face in his hands, and repeated again solemnly and solemnly: "Duoer, I love you. Forgive me, okay?"
Qian Duoduo was still a little confused, but those three words caused ripples in her heart like a heavy bomb, and her awkward thoughts were instantly wiped out by the blown ashes.
She raised her head again and stared at the man in front of her.
His pupils constricted slightly, as deep and shining as obsidian, mixed with hot and strong feelings, as if tightly entwining her heart.
It was like overflowing love, inexhaustible, echoing his confession.
Qian Duoduo's eyeballs rolled twice, resisting the urge to laugh, and curled her lips.
There was a lot of chatter, climbing the window, apologizing, and even the weird drama of self-mutilation, which lasted all night.
That's the word, the best way...
She coughed lightly, scratched her ears, stared around with her big eyes, but just ignored Long Muchen at all.
Obviously, his heart was already full of enthusiasm like a little peacock with its tail open, but he just pretended not to care.
It was the first time in Long Muchen's life that he confessed his love to a woman so affectionately, and he thought she would be ecstatic and extremely moved.
Why was this woman's reaction not at all what he imagined, why was she ignored?
(PS: This is the seventh chapter, there is another chapter behind, I don’t know why it is not displayed. The new version of the webpage is still unstable, I am very speechless..)