A few days ago, he liked Zheng Zhaozhao. This woman’s appearance was not stunning, but she had her own charm, and she knew how to control his heart. In just a few days, he was tempted.
However, she turned her face against him that day, and after the changes in this period of time, he no longer had any interest in her.
Or rather, at least for now, he had no interest at all. (T/N: Scumbag! Scumbag! Scumbag!)
“Thank you.” Huo Zichen said.
Zheng Zhaozhao just stared at him for a long time. The tail of her eyes was slightly raised, and her eyes seemed to be able to speak. It was unknown how long it took before she looked away.
Ruan Qingqing looked at her suspiciously.
“Qingqing, can you pour me a glass of water?” Huo Zichen said, “There’s no water in the thermos.”
“Okay.” Ruan Qingqing took the thermos and left the ward.
When she turned around and went out, her footsteps paused in front of Zheng Zhaozhao, “Sit for a while.”
Zheng Zhaozhao smiled and nodded.
Until she heard Ruan Qingqing’s footsteps fade away, her slender and smooth hands gently stroked his stubble and made a circle on his chin.
Huo Zichen subconsciously dodged, frowning slightly: “Don’t be like this.”
“I was wrong that day. I was in a bad mood.” Zheng Zhaozhao stared at him straight, her voice soft.
“But it’s not a big grudge. Just think of it as giving in to me once, okay?”
Huo Zichen frowned: “Qingqing and I are getting married. Please don’t bother me anymore.”
Zheng Zhaozhao was stunned for a moment.
Not long after, Ruan Qingqing came back with a thermos.
Huo Zichen said coldly: “Jiayu’s mother, you go back. I want to rest.”
The whole process of Zheng Zhaozhao’s visit to the patient lasted only three minutes. Ruan Qingqing was still confused until long after she turned around and left.
Why did she come to see Huo Zichen?
The two of them were clearly not related at all.
However, just when Ruan Qingqing thought so, Huo Zichen had already grabbed her hand.
He gently pulled her toward him, like a child clinging to his mother, and put his arm around her waist, leaning his face toward her, and said in a low voice: “Qingqing, I really know I was wrong. I will definitely treat you well in the future.”
Ruan Qingqing looked at Huo Zichen in her arms. (T/N: No, don’t believe him. Please!)
She was a little doubtful, not knowing whether she had once loved him deeply or had always loved him deeply.
Huo Zichen hugged her tightly with a cherished look: “I’ll call my mother and ask her to prepare for the wedding, okay?”
***
An An didn’t take a nap, so she wasn’t as energetic as usual.
But because the little dumpling had been lying in bed for the whole afternoon, the little tufts of hair on her head were now messy, and the caretaker auntie had to braid her hair again.
Girls had to tidy up their hairstyles when they woke up. The little girls lined up.
Looking up, she saw Tian Tian who had just been yelling that she didn’t want to eat or take a nap.
Tian Tian slept very well, with two patches of plateau red on her cheeks. She looked very energetic!
Tian Tian cooperated with the caretaker auntie very well. When it was her turn to braid her hair, she stared at herself and looked forward to her new hairstyle.
The caretaker auntie had great skills. She tied a hairband on her and rubbed her little face with both hands: “Okay, next one.”
An An blinked.
Tian Tian’s braids were so beautiful!
“It’s An An’s turn.”
As soon as the caretaker auntie spoke, An An was already sitting on the small stool, with her hands in her pockets, sitting upright.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she raised her little hand: “Teacher, I also want Tian Tian’s braids.”
The caretaker auntie couldn’t help laughing: “That’s a pigtail. An An’s hair is too short to be braided. After returning home, An An will start to grow her hair. When your hair grows longer, you can braid it into a pigtail next time.”
The little dumpling shook her little head.
Would An An’s hair grow longer tomorrow?
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