Ling Yiren, who was tired and paralyzed, had a very good appetite. The rice at the bottom of the pot was scraped clean by her. Mrs. Chen and Qin Haoran finished eating early and left the table, leaving only her to eat on the dining table.

"Miss Ling, someone has just delivered a courier, so I put it next to the TV cabinet." Mrs. Chen suddenly poked a head out of the kitchen. Ling Yiren was choked by the rice and coughed a few times. Before she could thank the person, she retracted her head back into the kitchen.

After quickly sweeping the food on the table, Ling Yiren was about to clean up the dishes and Chen Sao came over silently, "This is my job, I'll do it."

The bowls and chopsticks on her hand were taken away by her. Ling Yiren trembled and withdrew her hand. Seeing that she was cold and had a hard time staying, she turned to the living room to find a courier. The puzzle for online shopping has arrived, but this is too exaggerated. The only thing she saw on the Internet was the size of a TV screen, and the picture in her hand...

Ling Yiren was sweating all over her head, and the bottom frame was covered with the blank floor in the living room, and she had to be the size of a TV wall. She didn't want to contact the customer service immediately to return the product. When the seller heard the word "return", he cried and made a fuss, he was almost hanging. This month, he sold three paintings and returned two of them. If she returned this picture, she would drink the northwest wind. The seller repeatedly begged her not to return the product to save her life.

Well, she is as soft as hers. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Ling Yiren bit the bullet and accepted this masterpiece.

Where should I start? Ling Yiren grabbed a broken picture from the bag, but couldn't find the bottom frame for the start.

"Can you play? I'll teach you."

Qin Haoran's faint voice sounded. When did he come? Mrs. Chen was already scary enough. In addition, if he was elusive, she might be scared to death sooner or later. "Can you stop coming out without saying a word!"

He was already here when she called, but she didn't notice it, so she blamed him. Qin Haoran moved his wheelchair and rubbed it against her, took away the broken puzzle on her hand, and then looked for a location on the base map as big as a TV wall.

Ling Yiren has a say in the question of who is better at playing. Qin Haoran didn't find a right piece of drawing for a long time, and he even directed to put it here and there. At least she was right.

This person is used to being a leader's airs. The puzzle is definitely not placed in this square. Qin Haoran insisted on stuffing it in and not letting her take it out. He was just here to destroy it. Ling Yiren thought she could not be as calculating as a patient, so she turned to another corner farthest from him and started looking for pictures again.

In fact, Qin Haoran also knew that the position of the puzzle was wrong, but seeing Ling Yiren searching more and more and he didn't find any of them, he became stubborn because of his face. Ling Yiren turned around and took away all his stubbornness. Playing with puzzles was not his purpose, but staying with her was the purpose, and as a result, he turned away his popularity.

Now, there is no need to argue, you can play! Qin Haoran was sarcastic in his heart, looking at Ling Yiren, who was one hall away from him in the corner, became even more depressed and lost all his interest.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes...

She obviously treated him as air. Qin Haoran was angry but persistently moved to her again. This time she couldn't get too domineering. Ruan Mianmian handed her broken picture to her and said softly: "Look at this, right?"

She didn't look up and said, "No."

Ling Yiren didn't want to pay attention to him, but after a while, the annoying voice interrupted her again, "What about this?"

"No." The tone has become a little more impatient.

"this?"

No answer...

"Look, the colors are the same, are they always?"

Tolerance, ignore...

"There is always one of these, right? You choose one."

Ling Yiren couldn't bear it anymore and raised her head and said coldly to him: "What exactly do you want to do?"

Qin Haoran was leaning over to hand her a broken picture, but she suddenly raised her head. The two were very close and could hear each other's breathing. The feeling in the morning was not digested. Although Zhishen wanted to hide from her body, he approached her honestly. After the unexpected kiss, he did not dare to look at her eyes because he knew that he was already moved and was afraid of the reflection in her pupils.

At this moment, Qin Haoran was no longer afraid of his shadow in her pupils, no longer avoiding it, and even with a hint of joy. This involuntary emotion made him hesitate and found that Ling Yiren's escape was his move to escape, and he also subconsciously acted as he wanted. When he met her, everything seemed to be out of control.

His hand was locked on her waist, and Ling Yiren couldn't react for a moment and let him eat tofu for a few seconds. Qin Haoran was still sitting in a wheelchair, but two-thirds of his body fell to her side. The cracked left foot was also pressed against her elbow. Ling Yiren did not dare to break free, for fear of breaking his other leg.

"Qin Haoran, let go!"

Qin Haoran regarded this tolerance as shyness that she wanted to refuse and still welcomed, and her hands couldn't help but tighten on her waist a little. The plump red lips in front of her opened and closed were invisibly a temptation. Her lips were watery and moist without applying lipstick. Remembering the kiss in the morning, although it was just a momentary touch, it was soft like cotton candy...

What did this guy want to do? His body was moving forward more and more, causing Ling Yiren to retreat until he could not retreat, and her back was bent into a curve of a bow and arrow.

The fat meat that reached the mouth was given to the wheelchair...

Because his center of gravity was too forward and the wheelchair had no fixed wheels to walk backwards, Qin Haoran fell on Ling Yiren, which created a good opportunity for him.

The fat meat that came to his mouth was again...

"Sir, your legs are bleeding!" Chen Madam pushed Ling Yiren away and helped Qin Haoran up with lightning speed.

Ling Yiren's head hit the floor and made a loud gurgling sound. Is Mrs. Chen's strength so strong that she wants to kill her? Ling Yiren's head was buzzing for a while. Judging from her years of experience in protecting her, it should be a slight concussion.

She didn't sit up for a long time and found something was wrong. She squatted down with pain, held up the back of Ling Yiren's head and whispered: "Is it okay?"

Ling Yiren's eyes were filled with stars, and Qin Haoran's head was divided into many different ways. He shook his head with difficulty. After a while, he finally recovered one head and struggled to sit up from his arms, "It's okay."

Mrs. Chen stood opposite her and looked at her coldly. She didn't see any guilt in her eyes. Ling Yiren couldn't help asking: "Sister Chen, where did I offend you?" Since the first meeting, she has been hostile to her.

"Miss Ling, I didn't mean it." Mrs. Chen replied with a grievance.

Qin Haoran looked at Chen Sao for a long time, "Sister Chen, you go and do your business first."

Mrs. Chen looked at his feet worriedly, "Your injury..."

Qin Haoran interrupted her firmly, "Nurse Ling will deal with it."

After hearing Chen's wife's words, Ling Yiren focused on Qin Haoran's feet. She was anxious to stand up and get the medical box. Fortunately, the outer skin was cut a little, and the bones were injured. Director Lin might have to eat her.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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