My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 433 Teach you to take a big picture



Chapter 433 Teach you to take a big picture

Her grandfather had injured the real Grandfather Qin, and caused Qin Family to not even be able to find his corpse.

Her grandfather had hurt Jian Ran, causing Xiao Ranran to be born without a mother, and they had to be separated for a few years.

Compared to them, the little injuries she had suffered today were truly insignificant. Thus, she was willing to endure it.

He could let bygones be bygones. He only hoped that the Qin Family would be alright in the future, and that his family would be blissful and happy.

"You're not going to pursue the matter?" Zhan Nianbei's voice suddenly cut in, and like a gust of wind, he walked to the side of Qin Xiaobao's bed and stood, "When did our Miss Qin become so benevolent? She can even let go of the person who kidnapped her? "

"Zhan Nianbei, this is none of your business. Just when Qin Xiaobao was worrying about how to change the topic, Zhan Nianbei came at the right time, and could vent out his anger on him.

"Shut your mouth!" Zhan Nianbei yelled back in a

oyance, "Your brother and I will handle this matter, it's not your turn to speak, you silly girl."

"Zhan Nianbei, who do you think you are? When is it your turn to deal with my matters? Who do you think you are? " Hmph, no matter what, it was impossible for him to handle her matters.

Her business?

Who is he to her?

Why didn't this girl think about these two questions when she was pestering him everyday?

Zhan Nianbei's face sank, and said. "Qin Xiaobao, your skin is itching again, isn't it?"

Qin Xiaobao taunted: "Zhan Nianbei, scram as far away as you can. It's best if you don't come back while your aunt is still alive."

"Speak properly." Qin Yue immediately spoke out to stop the two from arguing, he looked at Zhan Nianbei, "An elder should act like one. Look at you, you don't look like an uncle. "

Heh ??

It wasn't enough to be bullied by one, but he was bullied by another as an elder.

When did he, Zhan Nianbei, become a soft persimmon?

Was it something the brother and sister duo could knead at will?

Zhan Nianbei continued: "Hey Qin Muzhi, look clearly, the person standing in front of you is your mother's little brother. Your own uncle, how can you talk to me in such a ma

er?"

Qin Yue said coldly: "Take a look and see if you have any signs of an uncle."

Zhan Nianbei, "..."

He really didn't act like an elder because he had never seen his nephew question his uncle like this before.

Zhan Nianbei had always relied on his own likes and dislikes to do things. He had never argued over things like seniority with anyone, yet this brat had scolded him, and had even scolded him until he had no words to refute.

Qin Xiaobao proudly rolled her eyes: "Serves you right!"

Qin Yue then said: "Leave this matter to me, you don't need to worry about it."

Zhan Nianbei: "I ??"

Qin Yue interrupted him: "Take good care of Xiao Bao, don't let anything happen to her again."

Qin Xiaobao curled her lips: "I can take care of myself, but who asked his gunpowder bag to take care of me."

Qin Yue pointed his spear straight at Qin Xiaobao: "Qin Xiaobao, behave yourself for me."

Qin Xiaobao looked at herself: "I'm very honest. Every day I lie in bed with no doors open and no doors open. Have you ever seen anyone as honest as me? "

"My lord is scolding you, so listen carefully. Don't always talk back!" Qin Yue once again used the method of him being the other person's elder brother.

With that, Qin Yue turned and left, leaving Zhan Nianbei and Qin Xiaobao behind.

Qin Xiaobao glared fiercely at Zhan Nianbei, pulled up his blanket, and crawled into his blanket. She scolded in a low voice: "Some people are really a

oying, and told him to scram, yet he still came back."

"Qin Xiaobao!" Zhan Nianbei threw Qin Xiaobao's quilt to the side and asked, "Tell me everything properly, why are you not going to pursue the matter anymore?"

Even if Qin Xiaobao had changed his personality because of Shen Wenyuan, she would not have changed his personality so completely.

"Mind your own business!" Qin Xiaobao raised her leg and kicked fiercely at Zhan Nianbei, "I don't like you, you can scram wherever you want me to go."

Zhan Nianbei grabbed Qin Xiaobao's feet: "I told you to tell me in detail, why didn't you pursue the matter? Did the kidnapper threaten you? "

Qin Xiaobao extended her leg out and fiercely kicked Zhan Nianbei, and roared: "Zhan Nianbei, I told you to scram, are you deaf?"

Seeing her so lively, Zhan Nianbei suddenly smiled sinisterly. "Qin Xiaobao, have you recovered?"

Qin Xiaobao had a bad premonition, she stared at him with wide eyes: "Let go!"

Zhan Nianbei laid down beside her: "Stop being so noisy, let me rest a bit."

Qin Xiaobao: "If you want to rest, scram ??"

Qin Xiaobao told him to scram back and rest, but she did not say it out loud, because her heart was filled with this man.

Before, because of her parents' matter, there had indeed been some animosity in her heart, but when she was going through life and death situations, when her mind was filled with thoughts of this man, she understood her own thoughts even more. In this life, other than Zhan Nianbei, she would not take anyone else.

"I just went to ask the doctor. Your injury has already healed. As long as you are willing, we can leave the hospital at any time." Zhan Nianbei said gently, his tone was no longer the same as before.

Qin Xiaobao warned: What are you trying to do?

Zhan Nianbei leaned towards Qin Xiaobao and whispered into her ear. "Last time, didn't we watch a romance together, and had a deep exchange with the two protagonists within? You also said that you wanted to try, and I intend to fulfill your wish."

"Zhan Nianbei, if you continue acting like a hooligan, I will beat you until all your teeth fall out." Were all men this despicable? When she ran after him, he thought she was too detestable, but now he took the initiative to approach her. Just what did he want?


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