Lu Qichen then reflected what he had done. He suddenly reached out and clasped the back of Ye Zhiqiu's head, gave a fierce kiss, and then let Ye Zhiqiu go.
He lay exhausted beside Ye Zhiqiu. If she didn't wake up suddenly, he couldn't guarantee what would happen next.
"I'm sorry." Lu Qichen apologized for his recklessness just now. Although he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, he just obeyed his own heart, but he was afraid to frighten Ye Zhiqiu.
"It's OK." Ye Zhiqiu is busy buttoning her pajamas. When Lu Qichen kisses herself, she enjoys it. In this case, what position does she have to blame him for?
She's just not ready for further intimacy.
Lu Qichen sighed with a sigh, reached out and took Ye Zhiqiu into his arms, "sleep."
Ye Zhiqiu began to stretch his body, but could not resist the attack of sleepiness, holding Lu Qichen to sleep until dawn.
When she woke up the next morning, she saw herself holding Lu Qichen tightly. She got up cautiously with a red face and wanted to make breakfast for him before he woke up. She had just left the room and Lu Qichen, who had been sleeping, opened her eyes.
After ye Zhiqiu fell asleep, he stayed up all night.
Wenxiang nephrite was in her arms, but she couldn't move. She was sleeping very well. She was numb by the pillow, and she was still. She was afraid of disturbing Ye Zhiqiu's rest.
During this period of time, he was hospitalized, and ye Zhiqiu almost never sleeps to take care of himself. Even if Lu Qichen turns over, he can wake Ye Zhiqiu.
He really can't bear Ye Zhiqiu to work so hard, so even if he doesn't feel well, he wants her to have a good sleep.
When ye Zhiqiu went downstairs, the servants were already preparing breakfast. Seeing that they had cooked pumpkin porridge, ye Zhiqiu couldn't help frowning slightly. "Song Ma, Qichen is injured now. Pumpkin porridge can't be eaten, otherwise the scar will feel painful and itchy. "
" how? " Song's mother has been working in the Lu family for half her life. People in the Lu family always treat her as her own. She is full. She always thinks that ye Zhiqiu is an outsider. She will hear her accuse herself and blow up all of a sudden. "Young master, I grew up watching him grow up. Can't I harm him? He's hurt now. Of course, he should eat something light."
"Song Ma, did you misunderstand me? I "Ye Zhiqiu frowned slightly. Pumpkin belongs to hair, which is not good for Lu Qichen's injury. She will understand this because her grandmother liked to study these things at the beginning, and she has learned something about it.
But she did not expect to arouse the antipathy of Song Ma.
"I'm different from you. I've worked in this family for decades. I've watched my young master grow up from childhood. I've been responsible for his daily life. Why didn't I have anything before? When you come here, you've come back to me one after another? "Song Ma sneered and said to Ye Zhiqiu in front of her.
Ye Zhiqiu's face turned white. On the surface, song's mother was talking about pumpkin porridge, but in fact it was insinuating, blaming herself for causing Lu Qichen's injury.
She is very aggrieved, she does not want Lu Qichen to be injured, but now the matter has come out, she can only try to do a good job.
Song Ma is still sneering at her side, but she no longer speaks. She quietly walks aside to prepare breakfast for Lu Qichen.
When Lu Qichen went downstairs, his mother song was the first to greet him. "Young master, get up. Breakfast is ready for you."
She grinned and put the pumpkin porridge out, "eat quickly, what do you want to eat in the evening? Tell me, I'll make it for you."
"Don't be so bothered." Lu Qichen laughed, "it's just a little hurt. It's not so expensive."
"What little wound?" Song Ma's exaggerated exclaimed, "young master, you are injured in the head. If you are careless, you may die. You say that you have made yourself look like this when you just got married. You don't have to make any baskets in the future."
"Song Ma." Ye Zhiqiu just came out with breakfast. His eyes were dark when he heard Song Ma's words. Lu Qichen also thought that Song Ma's saying was too much, and frowned to stop Song Ma.
In front of Lu Qichen's face, Song Ma didn't go too far. She just snorted and didn't open her face.
Ye Zhiqiu pretended that he didn't hear anything. He quietly put the pumpkin porridge aside, handed the milk and millet porridge to Lu Qichen, "eat this, I made it for you."
"Next time you don't have to be so troublesome. Isn't there Song Ma at home?" Lu Qichen is distressed that ye Zhiqiu got up so early to make breakfast for herself. After listening to this, the Song Ma on the side sneered, "it's not true. I'm helping to take care of everything big and small, young master. It's a small matter like breakfast. Don't bother little grandma."
Song Ma sneered and replaced the nangu porridge in front of Lu Qichen, "young master, eat this, how can millet porridge have my pumpkin porridge nutrition?"
"No way!" Ye Zhiqiu is too lazy to argue with song's mother, but she will not let Lu Qichen touch anything that is not good for Lu Qichen.
She pushed the pumpkin porridge to one side with incomparable determination. "You drink more millet porridge. In the evening, I'll go to the vegetable market to buy you a pigeon to cook soup for you, OK?""What do you mean?" Ye Zhiqiu's behavior completely angered Song Ma, but she didn't let Qi Chen be present. She pointed to Ye Zhiqiu's nose and said, "it's ok if you go downstairs and accuse me. I don't care about you, but now what do you mean that you don't let the young master eat what I made? Is it possible that I will harm the young master as much as you
"I..." Ye Zhiqiu's grievances are going to shed tears. Lu Qichen has no parents since childhood. For him, Song Ma is an elder he respects very much. If she can, she doesn't want to conflict with Song Ma, so that Lu Qichen can't do it.
But now Song Ma is staring at herself and refuses to let go.
"Song Ma, I don't mean that, it's just pumpkin For Qi Chen's wound healing is not good, I just hope he gets better soon. " Ye Zhiqiu explained.
Song Ma was ungrateful, "you don't have to cry about cats and mice here. If it wasn't for you, the young master would not have become like this."
Ye Zhiqiu's concession in return for Song Ma's advance.
"Song Ma!" Lu Qichen's face congealed. Song Ma is his family, good, but ye Zhiqiu is his wife. No matter who made her suffer injustice, Lu Qichen could not stand by. "Don't go too far. Autumn is my wife. I should protect her. Besides, she doesn't mean that."
Lu Qichen understood the cause and effect of the incident through their words. Because of his respect for Song Ma, he still saved face for her.
Song Ma gave a cold Chi, "am I wrong? Young master, I grew up watching you from childhood. I always treat you as my own son. What does she mean now? Think I'm going to hurt you
"I said," autumn is for my good, not what you think. " Lu Qichen's face became more and more ugly.
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