Sweet Beloved Reborn

“Hey!”

Qinghuan moved to the back garden. She was banging her legs when the Black Cat yawned and rubbed her straight ankle.

“Good morning, King Yu.” Qinghuan touched its neck and the Black Cat squinted comfortably. Its head swayed and its mouth let out a happy snoring.

The employees in the studio liked cats very much. After the wild cats that had no one to raise were sent over, the Star studio was now occupied by the stars, and the back garden here was once again owned by the king.

No matter if it was the family or fans, they now address this little guy as the king.

The bedroom door had just opened when the Black Cat elegantly walked in.

“Haha!” He jumped into bed and rubbed his head against Xu Ningzhou’s face.

“Shh,” Qinghuan, who came in with a tray, wanted to make her baby quiet when she found that the man lying on the bed was locked in pain.

Qinghuan quickly put the tray aside and sat on the bed. The Black Cat jumped into the bed and took a clean towel.

“Thank you, baby,” Qinghuan took the towel and the Black Cat sat on the Turkey’s head. It swung its tail and didn’t need to thank her.

Xu Ningzhou, who was lying on the bed, frowned and sweaty on his forehead. He slept steadily. Qinghuan guessed that the man should be a nightmare.

As Qinghuan sweated him, she patted the blanket covering her body and asked, “Ming Zhou?”

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“Swish!”

Xu Ningzhou suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of silk. He left the nightmare and sat up. His mouth was heaving violently, and he was gasping for breath.

“Did you have a nightmare?” Qinghuan held the towel and gave him a sweat while her other hand rubbed his back.

Xu Ningzhou’s eyes didn’t focus and he didn’t seem to have reacted. When he heard Qinghuan’s voice, his gaze focused on Luogg’s face. Then he held Qinghuan’s sweating wrist and held him tightly with his arms open.

“What’s wrong?” Qinghuan felt that there was something wrong with the man.

The cat fell on the carpet and stepped on the elegant carriage to the balcony. The cat was ready to take a bath. The outside was dark and the wind whistled, causing the branches to swallow.

“Nothing,” Xu Ningzhou wiped his face and frowned. This dream was too fantastic.

Qinghuan poked his sun with her fingers. She rubbed it gently and smiled, “Is it okay now?”

“I…” Xu Ningzhou leaned against the Turkey and frowned, “I had a dream. This dream was intermittently and the scene in the dream was also very chaotic.”

The man’s cheeks were a little hoarse as he stared at Qinghuan calmly. “I saw the second time we met.”

Xu Ningzhou pursed his corner slightly. “At first, the two of us had a heavy taste.”

Qinghuan thought to herself, not afraid.

At that time, Xu Ningzhou thought that Qinghuan was a despicable young lady who bullied her mother.

Later on, the man found out that it was a rabbit with red eyes. He put up his sharp claws to protect himself. Everything that happened was dangerous for Qinghuan at the time.

Qinghuan thought that she had the memory of her past life, regarded Xu Ningzhou as Song Shuyao’s manor, and was very wary of this man. She had just been reborn and thought that she could not be bullied in this life. Instead of being passive, she might as well take the initiative.

“Later, you beat me up.”

Xu Ningzhou rubbed his cheek as if there was still a sense of fear on it. He hissed, “Ever since I was young, that was my first time being beaten up.”

The one who beat Crown Prince was still a little girl. If this girl shook out, Xu Ningzhou would have a sense of fear. He would be the person who was the one year’s worth of gossip in the industry.

Qinghuan looked at Xu Ningzhou with be in good out of a bandbox eyes and said, “This is not a dream, you have recovered your memory.”

“So,” Xu Ningzhou said in a dazed tone, “Did you really beat me up?”

Qinghuan touched Hanhan and smiled. Looking out the window of the ceiling, she didn’t look at Xu Ningzhou. Then she looked at Hantian outside the window with a heavy face and changed the topic.

“I didn’t eat much yesterday. I got some for you. You eat first before you sleep.”

Xu Ningzhou watched as she didn’t say anything. Actually, this dream wasn’t over yet, and the reason why he lost control was because of it.

In his dream, Xu Ningzhou saw that he was driving through countless lights on and the car was deformed. He still stared in front of him, his eyes not loosening, as if everything would be too late if he hit the brakes.

Finally, when the car that had missed the corner finally came to a stop, it had already been replaced by a glistening light. He took off his suit jacket and poured it over his head as he rushed inside.

After taking a drag of the smoke, he couldn’t make a sound, but he knew he was calling Qinghuan.

Xu Ningzhou was woken up by Qinghuan when he was about to be swallowed by the fire.

Qinghuan didn’t notice Xu Ningzhou’s abnormality at this time. The Black Cat crouched on the Turkey’s head tilted its head and scanned his arm with its tail.

There were soup made by Nanny Zhang, congee made by the Qinghuan, and gourd food in the mouth. Ming You held a bowl of white soup and stirred it. She brought it to Xu Ningzhou and blew, “Drink your stomach first.”

Looking at the soup in front of him, Xu Ningzhou had no appetite, but when he saw the caring look in Qinghuan’s eyes, he still wiped it out.

After a short while of hot soup, Xu Ningzhou felt that his stomach was a little more comfortable, and the feeling of dizziness and disgust was much lighter.

Because Xu Ningzhou was injured, Qinghuan fed the porridge with a spoonful of spoonful after spoonful. There was a small dining table on the bed. Qinghuan held the spoon in her left hand and the spoon in her right hand.

“Is Li Li not powerful?” Qinghuan sensed Xu Ningzhou’s gaze and looked proud with satisfaction in her eyes.

“My girlfriend eats out of the ordinary breakfast,” Xu Ningzhou blocked, hinting for Qinghuan to drink the porridge. “Did you practice it specially for the piano?”

Qinghuan drank a bowl of soup and stomachache under the young master. At this time, Yan Lu and Xu Ningzhou took a sip of porridge and smiled at her fingers. “No, I’m born to be a left hand.”

The right hand was learned the day after tomorrow. In Song family, she was only a left hand. At first, she was mocked by Song Shuyao. Later, her grandmother said that her left hand had an ugly etiquette, forcing her to get rid of this disease.

Qinghuan remembered how uncomfortable she was when she started to swallow her hands. Her heart was swollen when she made a mistake. Even if she cried, it was useless. She could only grind her teeth and frown her fallen son.