< br >Chapter 2428 < br >letterhead is very early, and the handwriting is also the character of Qin Jun when he was still at school in the early years. < br >so this letterhead was put in it a long time ago. < br >with a heartbeat, Jiang quickly folded the letterhead and put it back in place, and put the picture frame back in place. < br >it's just that my heart is still burning, and it's obviously something I already know, as if I had discovered some secret. < br >* < br >soon Qin Jun came out, dressed in dark household clothes, and asked Jiang Jiang, "what would you like to drink?" Can you only drink hot, ginger tea or milk? " < br >Jiang Jiang pretended not to see anything and said, "I don't want to drink. Where's the food my mother brought me?" I didn't find it. " < br >Qin Jun folded his hands around his chest, leaned against the door frame and looked at her faintly. "nothing, just ask me to bring you a word." < br >Jiang Jiang opened his eyes slightly, "what are you talking about?" < br >Qin Jun walked a few steps closer, and the light was obscured by his tall figure, which immediately darkened, and his eyebrows and eyes were also dark. "Auntie Jiang asked me to tell you to cherish me and don't break my heart again!" < br >Jiang Meng retreated and leaned against the desk. < br >Qin Jun moved on, holding the desk with both hands and holding her almost in her arms, staring at her with wet, dark eyes. "can you do that?" < br >Jiang Jiang leaned back and thought of the letterhead just now. His ears turned red and his eyes rolled around. "haven't we all made ourselves clear today?" < br >Qin Jun continued to bend over, a thin red lip almost pressed against her forehead, "what did you say?" < br >Jiang Jiang's voice can't help trembling. "you say you don't want to be moved by love, say give me time to think about it." < br >"how long will that take?" Qin Jun looked down at her. < br >is so close that when the man speaks, he breathes on her face and shudders. Jiang does not squint and says in a dumb voice, "I don't know." < br >"wait another ten years, or twenty years?" The man asked, "as long as you tell me the number, I will wait." < br >(adsbygoogle = indo.adsbygoogle | | []). Ush ({}); < br >Jiang Jiang is all tense, probably too nervous, blurting out, "you can wait, too." < br >Qin Jun frowned, suddenly raised her hand and pinched her chin, forcing her to look up, her breath condensed, "say it again!" < br >Jiang Jiang's heart beats like a drum, watching him suppress his painful eyes, his brain is in a mess, push him away hard, and walk out quickly. < br >"ahem!" < br >"ahem!" < br >Jiang Jiang ran out of the study. Hearing the man's cough, he stopped and looked into the study by mistake. < br >Qin Jun crouched on his desk, bent over, still coughing. < br >"what's wrong with you?" Jiang Jiang turned back and frowned at him. "are you sick?" < br >Qin Jun looked up, her coughing eyes were red, covered her lips with a paper towel, and said, "what do you think?" Leave me alone in the snow that night. I'm so made of iron that I won't get sick. " < br >Jiang Hu wondered, "it's been days!" < br >Qin Jun turned her back against the table. "it's just because it's been so many days that the attack is serious!" < br >with that, Qin Jun covered her lips and coughed again, "ahem!" < br >"just got caught in the rain!" Jiang Jiang worried, "do you have any medicine at home?" Take some medicine! " < br >"No need to take medicine!" Qin Jun laughed at himself, "A little illness, it doesn't matter, this pain is not worth the 1/10000 you gave me!" < br >Jiang Jiang was stung by his smile and got a lump in his throat. "you said you wouldn't force me, and now you're doing it again!" < br >Qin Jun looked up and saw Jiang biting his lip, tears congealed on his eyelashes, and she was about to cry. < br >he was so distressed that he stretched out his arms and held her in his arms. "stop talking, I'll take the medicine, okay?" < br >Jiang Jiang leaned against his arms, "do you have a fever?" < br >"it may be a little hot, feel it!" Qin Jundao. < br >Jiang Mang raised his hand to touch his forehead, then touched his own, then stared and said, "it's colder than mine!" < br >< br/ >< br >

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