Her heart began to open to Cheyue, and she gradually got closer and closer to him.
Cheyue was startled for a moment, then recalled carefully that he once remembered Ting Qingyu pointing at him and telling Ye Zhao that he was her husband.
Haha, then Yuer admits it.
I felt happy and happy in my heart, but I was still extremely worried, and there was a faint trace of unsolvable sadness between my eyebrows.
"Yu'er, rest in peace and recuperate. I asked the junior brothers to go back to my master to get more Yushangzi. After a while, I... will bring my mother to see you..." Che Yue said softly with her face flushed, but her heart was filled with tears.
Jumping very fast, this time, he can really be with Yu'er, how can he not be excited? [
Ting Qingyu was startled, and immediately remembered Che Yue's past purpose, and couldn't help but her eyes darkened. Che Yue's mother needed the colorless pearl, but she didn't give it to him.
However, she will try hard to find an opportunity to try to see if she can pick off the colorless bead. If she can pick it off without hurting herself, it would be a good thing.
"Well...I will..." Ting Qingyu said softly, her beautiful eyes flashing darkly, and she didn't speak anymore. She drank the soup silently and felt better. However, the pain in her shoulders made her feel better.
Not wanting to say anything more, I closed my eyes to relax.
Cheyue put down the medicine bowl and gently wiped the soup on her lips with a handkerchief, gently and carefully.
As the cold wind entered, Cheyue quickly stood up, lowered the curtains, and then sat back on the bed. His eyes were bloodshot. During the day and night when Ting Qingyu was in a coma, he only closed his eyes occasionally, but because of
I was worried and couldn't fall asleep.
"Che, you're tired... It's better to go lie down and let Chuoluo and the others accompany me." Ting Qingyu opened her eyes again and saw that Che Yue had been looking at her, her eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.
It looked like he was severely sleep deprived.
"Yu'er, I don't want other men to be by your side!" Cheyue chuckled, lowered her head and kissed the back of Ting Qingyu's hand.
A burst of warmth came from the back of her hand, and the corners of Ting Qingyu's eyes were slightly moist. A man was afraid of other men around him, and he was also afraid that she would fall in love with someone else. Although he was a little unsteady, he believed that he was so nervous because he loved too much.
"Fool...you...if you don't go to rest...I won't...I won't agree to consummate the marriage with you..." Ting Qingyu also smiled evilly, and the wound hurt. She had to stop her smile quickly, but spoke with a clear smile.