Inside Shengting Hotel
Fifth Floor, Presidential Suite
at last
The little girl couldn't hold back her inner softness and kept the man.
He took off her shoes, and the white gauze wrapped in medicine on the soles of her feet clearly reflected traces of blood.
"Hiss——" She gasped in pain.
He didn't dare to move for a moment, "But did I hurt Qingqing?"
"No... no, I can do it..."
The man lowered his head again, and his hands moved more gently.
Throw away the gauze in your hand, disinfect it again, apply some ointment, and re-bandage it with new gauze.
The little girl tucked her feet in and retreated towards the big bed.
He stood up, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and got rid of these things.
When I turned around, I saw the little girl lying on the bed, browsing on her cell phone.
Suddenly, the bell rang.
She swiped across and answered, "Brother?"
"Qingqing, did you call me just now? I was downstairs cooking for my father and I just saw it now. Did something happen?"
"It's okay, brother. I just...just...want to ask, brother, did father say anything?"
"No, little devil, my brother told dad that you were taking tutoring classes at school, but dad didn't say anything!"
"Yeah, thank you, brother!"
"Now you know how to thank your brother? Who was mean to your brother before?"
"I'm sorry, brother. Who told you to..."
The man turned stiffly and walked out to the balcony.
The little girl looked over with confusion.
The night is quiet and the sky is bright with stars.
A gentle breeze came, bringing a little coolness.
His gaze slowly fell on the patch of light below the building.
so,
When she was in danger, the first person she called was Tan Rufan, not...
What is he thinking about?
His brows drooped and he reached out to pinch his unhappy brows.
I feel indescribable irritation in my heart.
"Mr. Gong..." Suddenly, the soft and clear voice of a little girl came from behind.
He turned and walked over, "Why did you come down? How's your foot?"
"What is Mr. Gong thinking about?"
"No--"
He picked her up and carried her sideways, walking into the room.
He placed her gently on the big bed, and just as he was about to let go, the little girl's slender white knuckles grabbed his sleeve.
He couldn't help but look down at her.
She held him up with her small body and whispered, "Mr. Gong, you can tell me anything. No matter what it is, I am willing to be Mr. Gong's most loyal listener."
"I..." His lips moved, but he didn't ask in the end.
Instead, he stroked her back gently and said, "I'm fine. Qingqing, do you want to wash up? I'll carry you over—"
The little girl raised her head from her arms, stared at his eyes seriously and said, "Really?"
"No, I'll carry Qingqing to wash up."
"Okay..." The little girl compromised, put her arms around his neck, and followed him into the bathroom.
…
late at night
All was silent.
The starlight shines through the floor-length curtains of the hotel, casting a hint of light.
A big, slender hand took the white mobile phone from the bedside table, turned around and walked out.
Outer Room
The thin notebook in his hand was being quickly tapped and set.
In the quiet room, only the rhythmic falling of clear volume could be heard.
a long time
The card in the computer was taken out and slowly inserted into the white mobile phone.
Taking it, he returned to the room.
The tall and handsome body lay down.
Looking at the quiet and peaceful little face in sleep, my heart suddenly relaxed.
He reached out and gently stroked the side of her face, saying, "I'm sorry, Qingqing..."
Even if he wasn't the first person she thought of, he had to eliminate the possibility of danger.
But any situation without him is an uncertain danger.
so……
Don't blame him, Qingqing.
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