Endless Pampering Only For You

My brother doesn't like her.

While the relationship between brothers and sisters has not been destroyed, tonight's affairs can make up a perfect excuse to cover up.

Shouldn't she give up?

Somehow, Han Qiqing's eyes were wet again, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

She suddenly felt tired.

Like someone, why is it so difficult?

She just wants to be with the person she likes.

Why is it so difficult?

The heart is so uncomfortable, the whole person is so sad that he doesn't know what to do.

The more you think about it, the more depressed you become.

One night, Han Qiqing cried so much that the pillows were wet.

When I got up in the morning, my eyes were very swollen and my throat hurt.

She was always in bed, no matter who called her, she didn't respond, pretending to be sleeping.

It was almost noon and her mother came knocking on the door.

"Baby, haven't you got up yet?"

Han Qiqing looked at the time, and then he got up, his voice answered with a husky voice, "It's up."

Mother Han said, "Get down and have breakfast. It's lunch time, aren't you hungry?"

Han Qiqing doesn't feel hungry.

She even had no desire to eat.

She just wanted to lie down until she was old.

Han Qiqing leaned on the bedside and said to the door, "I see, I'll eat later."

Mother Han said, "I'm going to go out later. Would you like to go shopping with me?"

Han Qiqing refused, "No, I don't want to go out."

If she could, she wanted to dig a hole to hide herself.

Han's mother looked helpless and sighed, "My daughter has grown up and doesn't like to go shopping with me anymore, well, I can only ask my girlfriend to come out and accompany me."

After muttering, he once again told Han Qiqing to come down for dinner before leaving.

Han Qiqing lay back on the bed, looking at the ceiling, his pupils diverged.

After ten minutes, someone knocked on the door again.

Han Qiqing thought she was a mother, and quickly said, "Mom, I know. I'll go down to eat right away."

The voice of a servant sounded outside the door.

"Miss, you open the door."

Not mother, Han Qiqing was relieved and asked, "What's the matter?"

The maid said, "I cooked porridge for you."

Han Qiqing really has no appetite, but also knows that food is still to be eaten, and he can't oppose his body.

Drinking porridge is just right, no chewing, convenient and no waste of time.

She lifted the quilt, got up, and walked over to open the door.

"Put it on the table."

She shook her hand and deliberately tilted her head to prevent the servant from seeing her swollen eyes.

The servant carried the tray over.

Han Qiqing asked, "Did my mom make it?"

When I was thinking that my mother was really good to her, I heard the servant answer, "No, it's a young master."

Han Qiqing paused.

The maid continued, "The young man just called back and asked the lady if she was awake. Knowing that the lady was not awake and had no breakfast, she ordered the kitchen to cook porridge."

Han Qiqing's expression was complicated and he didn't want to listen.

"Okay, just put down the porridge, you go out."

The servant nodded slightly and went out.

Han Qiqing stepped over to the sofa and sat down, looking at the bowl of porridge and the side dishes, and even prepared her favorite poached egg.

There was no appetite, but when the smell of porridge was smelled, the stomach called out in despair.

She was silent, holding up the porridge and drinking.

She feels confused.

Brother is so nice to her, is it really just brotherhood?

She couldn't figure it out and had a headache.

She felt that she was not doing well.

So after eating, she called Dr. Wen and made an appointment.