He Zhijin kissed him gently, kissing his palm, eyes...
"Okay, why are you crying?" She wiped his tears. As for this child, she still liked him to smile. She pinched his little face and gently pulled it. "Why, do you feel wronged because I exposed you? Huh?"
Jing Zuhuai was coaxed into laughing by him, but tears still welled up in her eyes unconsciously. He Zhijin had no choice but to comfort her softly, "Oh, that's enough. Look at you crying, your little face is all red."
Jing Zuohuai wanted to refute, but the moment he opened his mouth, he ended with a humming sound, and he successfully made himself laugh.
To give him some time to calm down, He Zhijin got up and reheated the milk, adding two spoonfuls of sugar to his cup.
As his emotions calmed down, he hesitated. He didn't know how to tell him, how much to say. He didn't know how much He Zhijin knew or understood, or even what his mentality was...
He Zhijin watched him finish drinking the milk and handed him a hot towel. "Apply it to your face. You'll feel better."
Warmth spread across my face, and I felt a long-lost sense of relaxation. "Did you use some of your perfume? It smells so good."
"Well, I used a little bit. You said it smelled good, so I just dropped a drop." He Zhijin helped him apply the medicine and massaged his head at the same time.
I felt a little ashamed. He had just finished filming and was now helping me relax.
Jing Zuohuai pulled his sleeve to let him sit down. He felt much better and took off the towel. He squeezed his hand a little embarrassedly.
"I can tell you everything you want to know, but let me make it clear first. You can't feel sorry for me or feel guilty about me after listening to it. And everything I did was really what I wanted to do. I didn't respect your wishes or anything. It feels like my wishful thinking..."
He Zhijin listened to him and couldn't help but kissed his forehead, "It's okay, just say it, I won't think too much about it."
Tell me everything you have done for me in the past and now, so that I know your dedication.
"I, I don't know how to say it." Jing Zuohuai lowered his head, "Let's start from... from the time we separated."
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