Qing Lian would use the opportunity to cry so hard that Qin Yuanyi would rub her head and smile." It's all fake, do n' t take it seriously ……"
She leaned against his chest and did not wipe her tears. He would bend over and kiss the tears on her face.
In fact, Qing Lian's personality was different from Qing Xi's. She was not someone who could easily cry, but she was infatuated with the feeling of being spoiled by the man she loved.
Just as Qing Lian was secretly injured, she handed over a tissue in front of her.
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Qing Lian raised her head and saw a young man in a white coat standing in front of her. His features were clear and deep, and beneath his sharp eyebrows were a pair of peach blossom eyes.
If the lines of the Qin Yuanyi were firm and firm, the man in front of them
