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Chapter 1654 Don¡¯t say anything I don¡¯t like to hear

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    "I don't think you dare. Stop talking and go take care of things quickly. Don't delay the business by nagging." Huo Qingyin said, and pushed Xiao Yichen away.

    Xiao Yichen looked at Huo Qingyin for a long time, then turned and left.

    The quarrel between him and Huo Qingyin really never changed. Many times, he felt that such quarrels between husband and wife were quite good.

    There are many couples who never quarrel, but in the end, they are still separated. In the end, they part ways without knowing what happened.

    It¡¯s actually not bad for him and Huo Qingyin to be like this.

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    Shen Qingqing hung up the phone with Huo Qingyin and walked back to her ward. She happened to see that Ou Qing had woken up and the baby was still sleeping. She didn't know if Ou Qing's hands were numb.  Putting it on the bed, he lowered his head and rubbed his hands.

    She smiled helplessly, walked towards him, squatted next to Ou Qing, put her hand on his arm, and rubbed his arm gently, but there was something in her tone.  A little bit of blame.

    "Why did you still hold the child for so long when you knew you could no longer use your arms? Don't look at your son's small face, but he is very serious!" Shen Qingqing said with a smile, with a hint of reproach in her tone.  Very proud.

    Although the baby was born prematurely, he was much better after being kept in the incubator for two days, and his weight was up to standard.

    "I'm afraid that I won't have the chance to hold him in the future. If I can hold him for a little longer now, I'll hold him for a little longer." Ou Qing lowered his eyebrows and looked at Shen Qingqing's picturesque features, his eyes full of tenderness.  Time, I'm afraid it will be very difficult for me to even hold him gently."

    When Shen Qingqing heard Ou Qing's words, the movements of her hands suddenly became a little slow, and she felt very sad.

    She doesn¡¯t like her current mood very much. She doesn¡¯t like it very much.

    "Don't say things I don't like to hear."

    Ou Qing knows that Shen Qingqing is sad, but there are many things that he can't stop or avoid. He didn't believe in fate before, but now he does.

    He wanted to comfort Shen Qingqing, but he felt as if anything he said was superfluous.

    For a moment, I couldn't find anything to say, or anything to comfort Shen Qingqing.

    Shen Qingqing naturally knew that, so she kept rubbing his arm and said nothing.

    The sun shone in through the window lattice and fell on them, covering them with a layer of golden light.

    Shen Qingqing didn't know how long she rubbed Ou Qing to relax his muscles. Then she looked up at Ou Qing and said, "A Qing, how do you feel?"

    "It's much better now, no more numbness!" Ou Qing responded softly, still lowering his head and looking at Shen Qingqing.

    "Yeah." Shen Qingqing hummed lightly and removed her hand from his arm. Before Ou Qing could react, Shen Qingqing buried her head on Ou Qing's legs.  , letting the back of her head face Ou Qing to prevent him from seeing her emotions.

    But that sad emotion was still noticed by Ou Qing.

    "Qingqing, what's wrong?"

    "It's nothing, I'm just a little angry. Aqing, don't say anything so frustrating in the future. I don't want to hear it, not at all. Do you understand?" Shen Qingqing lay on his lap and spoke softly,  "I don't care about what happens in the future, but as long as you are in this world for one day, you will be with me."

    Shen Qingqing Huo Tingxiao (remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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