Can’t Stop You Stirring My Heart

Chapter 1220: Qin Quiet vs Zhan Qing

Level 1220

The cry came too suddenly, the tears fell like a broken wire, crackling.

The child choked as soon as he cried, and sobbed silently.

As soon as Zhan Shu cried, quietly the tears that he had just endured, burst the embankment.

"Mom, I want to bear it... but I can't bear it... I'm so happy..."

"I have been waiting for you, I dare not... ask Dad... when will you... come back..."

"I dare not...I'm afraid to see...Dad secretly crying..."

"I'm afraid..."

"Mom... I'm afraid..."

Zhan Shu held a heart-piercing crying quietly.

Zhan Shu is a very independent and strong child. He smiles every day, either causing trouble or making fun of himself.

Anyway, one day I just laughed and laughed heartlessly.

Children of the same age are far behind him in all aspects.

However, at this moment, he is the most ordinary child.

All his depressed and restrained emotions exploded when his mother said that he would be with him every day.

Because this was something he prayed and looked forward to every day, this moment finally came true.

Mom is back...

Never leave again...

Dad will never sleepless all night, or even cry secretly.

Holding the Zhan Shu quietly and tightly, he couldn't say a word of comfort.

Zhan Qing didn't speak either, just lying on the bed, holding Zhan Shu's little hand with his backhand.

At this time, let him cry in his mother's arms!

This child has never cried presumptuously at such an age.

Zhan Qing raised his arm and placed it on his eyes to block the light on the roof.

Having lived here for so many years, it was only then that the light was so dazzling that people wanted to cry.

Zhan Shu finally got tired of crying and fell asleep in his arms quietly.

Quietly kissed his forehead.

Zhan Qing stood up and kissed quietly on the forehead.

"Cry a lot, become ugly!"

The low and domineering voice seemed extraordinarily clear in this quiet dormitory.

"Uncle Jiu is disgusting me?"

Replied quietly, the deep and affectionate eyes of Uncle Jiu were reflected in the wet eyes.

"Well, so don't cry, I feel bad!"

Zhan Qing's hand gently rubbed his quiet eyes.

There were wet tears on the fingertips, which stuck to Jiu Shu's heart.

"Uncle Nine, have a drink at the bar!" Quietly exhaled, the corner of his lips licked evilly.

My heart hurts, stuffy, and a little bit painful.

"Okay, you may get drunk today!" Zhan Qing stood up and picked up the war book, put him properly, and covered it with the quilt.

Quietly watched Jiu Shu's skilled movements, exactly the same as in the video.

This man makes her feel bad...

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When Zhan Qinghe came in quietly, they smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

Quietly heard her brother's voice, "Continue to drink!"

Looking at it again, his brother turned out to be shirtless, drinking with Dawu and the others.

This is the first time I have seen her brother shirtless in secret, and her brother usually wears a suit.

This is the first time I have seen you so disregarding the image like this.

But it looks more handsome and masculine than wearing a suit.

Zhan Shu went back on her own. When she didn't see her brother, she guessed that she must be drinking.

"Teemian, I haven't counseled you when you drink, you can't be killed by drinking."

Dawu wine bottle ate on the table and shouted.

The people at this table, the fire held in the past three years, can burn the earth through.

Every one of them and their quiet feelings are deeply incomprehensible to others.

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