Chapter 530 Anthony and Xiaoqi 8

After all, it was not my own home. Anthony didn't know where the medicine box was placed, so he had to go upstairs to disturb Mrs. Kur and Mr. Kur. The old man fell asleep and woke up quickly. He gave him the medicine box and told him which waists were lowered.

Anthony was very grateful to the two old men and said sorry. Mrs. Kur signaled him not to feel guilty. She wanted to go down to see Eleven. Anthony asked them to rest more and not worry about her, he would take care of her.

Mrs. Kur nodded, and he hurried downstairs and quickly delivered the medicine to Eleven's mouth.

"Pour me a glass of water." Eleven said in a daze. Anthony suddenly realized, hurried out and went out to the kitchen to pour water for her. Eleven saw his panicked back and chuckled and shook his head.

It was just a minor illness, and there was nothing to worry about. His reaction was too much. He felt like he had an incurable disease. Should he be so exaggerated? But this feeling of being cared for is very good.

Anthony poured the water and quickly returned to the room. He kept blowing the water to cool down. Eleven sat up, his body was sore and weak, and he felt very difficult to move. She took the pills and drank the water again. She wanted to lie down and continue to rest, but the sight next to her was too hot and she couldn't ignore it.

Eleven said, "Anthony, it's very late. I should be fine after taking the medicine. You can go back to your room to rest."

"I'll leave when you fall asleep." Anthony looked at her sickly face, feeling extremely reluctant, wishing that the disease was on her own and she would not let her suffer. Fortunately, he woke up. If she didn't wake up, would she have to endure it until tomorrow?

Anthony suddenly became a little angry, angry at her concealment. She felt a little uncomfortable when several people watched TV shows at night, and was not focused. When she returned to the room, she was even heavier. He thought it was just a moment of discomfort, but she didn't expect it to be so serious.

"I'm fine." Eleven smiled. She was tired and wanted to rest. She didn't want to argue too much with him. She was alone and widowed. She couldn't be familiar with him. How could she let him be in her room?

Especially when she was sick.

"Who said it's okay?" Anthony's voice was a little annoyed, and he reached out to touch her forehead. The temperature was still terrible. He quickly lay down with Eleven, pulled the quilt and wrapped her tightly, "Sleep, I'll guard you here, call me if you have anything."

"Anthony, you..." Eleven looked helplessly at the man pressing the ends of the quilt tightly, trying to find a slight joke on his face, but it didn't.

I couldn't help but feel a little angry, and a little complicated...

Why is he so kind to himself? He has never met her forever. He seems to be too kind to her. No matter how he looks, he doesn't seem to be his style. Did he forget what he said? His lover is separated and still has no idea of ​​life and death. Why did he care so much about her?

Her mind was a little confused. She was sick and didn't bother to think about something. She wanted to go to bed, but he watched how she could sleep. "Anthony, I'm not comfortable. Go back to my room to rest. I'm really fine."

"Why are you not comfortable? Are you afraid that I will make a mistake?" Anthony's voice was slightly deeper, his sky blue eyes were obscure under the faint light, and his fists were clenched unconsciously.

Eleven also sank his face and stared at him. Anthony panicked, leaned down and whispered, "Xiaoqi, sorry, I shouldn't have called you loudly. You are sick, I'm very worried. I want to take care of you. If there is anything, I'll be here in time. If you don't like it, I'll leave when you fall asleep, okay?"

"You are so stubborn." Eleven looked at the face that was close to you, gently turned her face away, not looking at his eyes. The concentration and seriousness in his eyes made her dare not determine the truth or falsehood.

Anthony smiled softly, reached out to smooth the messy hair in her ears, and said softly, "Good Xiaoqi."

Eleven's heartbeat suddenly increased by several beats, and the body seemed to be injected with a strong electric shock, which was so numb that the body could not control the rushing electric shock and could only passively bear it.

Xiaoqiguai...

The lights in the room were dim, and one was lying down, the other was sitting by the bed, leaning over to look at her, and gently said Xiao Qiguai, the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous and filled the entire room.

When his gorgeous baritone sounds lowered, his voice was extremely moving, like a murmur between lovers, very intimate and heart-warming.

After eleven years of battles, he seemed to be unable to stop his vague capture.

Anthony...

She looked at the snow outside the window, looked at the confused look, and stopped arguing with Anthony. She insisted on what he wanted to do, let him do it. Her heartbeats quickly, but she knew that this feeling had happened for a long time, a long time ago...

She closed her eyes, but her eyelashes couldn't help but tremble. She didn't fall asleep. He sat by the bed and looked at her, scorching, focused, and sincere. She shouldn't doubt his authenticity...

Really, no doubt. She was sick, and his worried look was not fake, nor was the sincerity in his eyes.

He was to her, what...

When she thought of a possibility, Eleven's heartbeat became faster and faster. She couldn't help but cough a few times to hide her heartbeat. The room was too quiet and she was afraid that he would know.

Anthony knew she wasn't asleep yet. Seeing her coughing, she reached out to touch her forehead. The temperature had not yet subsided and was still very hot. She didn't dare to move. He sighed and she could hear clearly.

She wanted to sigh more than he did. He just sat next to her and guarded her, his eyes burning, like a lover, the room was not big, and in such a space, she could clearly feel the pressure caused by a man's thoughts on a woman, how could she sleep?

She simply opened her eyes and looked straight at him. Anthony looked calm. When she saw her open her eyes, she showed a gentle smile and the spring breeze blew on her face.

"Aren't you sleepy?" Eleven asked him.

Anthony shook his head.

"Anthony, you..." Eleven gritted his teeth, paused, hesitant, wanted to ask him, but he wanted to speak but stopped.

Anthony stroked her hair gently and smiled, "If you have anything, ask."

"Why are you... so good to me?" Eleven asked at last. She didn't want to break the skylight, but her temperament couldn't stand being ambiguous with a man all the time, as if she was enjoying the care that did not belong to her and was still sympathetic.

This feels bad, not my own, she doesn't want it.

Anthony looked at her deeply, her eyes deep, she couldn't understand. The man was hiding too deeply and had many appearances. She had never understood it seriously, and she just felt that he was watching like this...

Very panicked.

Anthony suddenly grabbed her hand. Eleven's hand was very cold and his hand was burning. He covered his face on the hands they were holding each other helplessly and whispered, "Xiao Qi, are you stupid or me stupid? I'm chasing you, can't you feel it?"

This sentence seemed to be thundering above his head, shaking the eleven souls and scattering. He was chasing her? How could it be? He must be joking, but his behavior...

Wait, doesn't he have a lover?

Eleven suddenly became angry, and his shocked expression disappeared, and he became angry, "Let me go!"

The low and hoarse voice did not hide her majesty. Anthony looked at her eyes deeply, his expression was very calm, but the love in his eyes was not hidden at all.

"Why are you angry?"

"Anthony, don't joke with me." Eleven said coldly, "I hate others joking with me, I will...I will take it seriously."

"Then take it seriously."

"Anthony, don't be joking." Eleven wanted to pull back his hand, but Anthony grabbed it tightly and held it tightly.

"I'm not kidding, Xiaoqi, look into my eyes, it won't lie to you." Anthony said affectionately, holding her hand tightly, and repeating, "It won't lie to you."

"Didn't you say that your lover has been separated? Why did you like me in just two days?" Eleven sneered, "I don't like a man who is fickle and merciful."

Anthony was stunned, turned to chuckling, unable to hide the smile in his eyes, "Xiao Qi, are you eating the taste?"

"No, I didn't!" Eleven quickly denied.

Anthony sighed, "I'm sorry I lied. It's just a story, not true."

Eleven didn't know what happened to him, and suddenly felt rejection in his heart, "It's not true. You go out to find her every day, but tell me that it's not true. So, what is true? How do I know if what you are saying is true now?"

"Is my credit so bad?" Anthony said quietly, "I just stayed overnight to make up a story. I just like snow, so I went out every day. Didn't you just meet Mr. Cool and his wife immediately refute their mistakes?"

Eleven was speechless and blocked by Anthony.

All he said was correct.

Eleven looked at the snowflakes flying outside the sky, and my heart was heavy. Do she liked it? Can she still like others?

Anthony gently pulled her face back, his eyes were affectionate and focused. Looking at her, he seemed to be coaxing her, and murmured, "Xiao Qi, believe me, I'm serious."

"You don't even know who I am." Eleven said coldly, "If you know my true face, you will definitely be scared to death."

"I won't!"

Eleven sneered and Anthony fixed her face again, "Give us a chance, okay?"

"Why do you like me? We have only known each other for two days."

Anthony chuckled and looked into her eyes, "Believe it or not."

"Don't believe it!"

Falling at first sight is something that can make a fool of people to death. She never believed it, but...

"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, it doesn't matter. I really fall in love with you at first sight." Anthony's feelings are sincere, "Give me time to prove it, I will make you believe it."

"Anthony, I don't need love." Eleven rejected him in a cold voice. She wanted to keep this heart by herself and would not give it to anyone, and no one could do it.

“Why?”

"No, it's just not necessary." Eleven said coldly, barely suppressing the sourness in his heart, and his posture was tough, "Give up, I'm an unintentional person, nothing you do."

"How could it be a heartless person? Xiaoqi is very well-behaved and caring. How could such a girl be heartless?" Anthony chuckled.

Eleven was slightly stunned, Xiaoqi... Xiaoqi, but she is not Xiaoqi, she is Eleven, the real Eleven, not that way, no, Anthony, the one you like is just Xiaoqi...

Not Eleven!

She felt a little annoyed in her heart, and didn't know what she was upset. She always felt that she was holding on to herself and was struggling with herself. She was hopeless and was about to be distracted by this man.

This feels terrible.

"Anthony, the person you like is not me, just a fictional person, she doesn't exist." Eleven said in a cold voice, "That's not me, not me."

"You are so stupid. Everyone has a different side. Who stipulates that one person has only one personality? That's you, and the other one, it's just that you have never noticed it yourself." Anthony held her hand and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Qi, don't deny it, you don't hate me, don't you?"

"That doesn't mean you like it."

“So give us a chance.”

Eleven frowned, feeling confused, and couldn't help but say, "Anthony, can you talk to me about this when my illness is cured? I'm very tired now and have no intention of talking about this."

Anthony looked at her deeply, knowing that she wanted to escape for the time being, he didn't care and chuckled, "Okay, then I won't say it. Just remember one thing, I'm pursuing you."

Eleven was silent and refused, "I want to sleep, can you go back to your room first?"

"I'll leave when you fall asleep."

"You..." Eleven's eyes were filled with annoyance, and Anthony responded with a smile. The fire that had risen was extinguished by him again. Forget it, keep it.

After struggling for a long time, she was so tired that she closed her eyes to rest, but her mind was very clear, Anthony, Anthony...

After all, she was tired. She was very tired and had not been able to hold on for long, and she fell asleep deeply.

Anthony sat beside the bed, looking at her sleeping face, endless bitterness surged up, he looked bitter and couldn't help but reach out to touch her face. This human skin mask was really good.

Touch is the same as a real face.

It was something he could never dream of looking at her and touching her.

He will be careful and take care of her...

I won't hurt her again.

No more...
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