He knew clearly that they had character flaws, but instead of stopping or guiding them, he allowed them to grow up wildly. If they won a fight at school, he even thought his children were capable.
"hiss……"
He suddenly groaned, closed his eyes, and frowned.
Song Qingdai quickly withdrew her hand and looked at him nervously: "Ah Han, what's wrong with you? Did I hurt you?"
"I'm sorry, I've only treated my own wounds before, never others, so I might not have controlled the strength well..."
Song Qingdai spoke guiltily, and the more she spoke, the redder her eyes became.
Whether in the previous life or this life, Gao Han was the first person to protect her and stand by her.
No one except her mother had ever given her this feeling.
Even her biological father was nothing more than a joke.
"No, you did great."
His breathing was a little rapid, and the look in his eyes when he looked at her was dark and unfathomable.
It was as if an endless abyss was about to swallow her.
"Did I hurt you?" Song Qingdai's eyes were red.
It was clearly him who was injured, but now it seemed as if the one who was injured and in pain was Song Qingdai.
Gao Han thought that girls are generally delicate, so it is normal for them to cry.
But when he actually saw Song Qingdai crying in front of him, he didn't feel very good.
He stretched out his hand and placed his broad palm on her face. His palm was slightly rough and calloused, and it didn't feel good against her skin.
But Song Qingdai felt that those hands were particularly warm and safe.
It was as if these hands could hold up the sky, becoming a harbor where she could dock and shelter her from the wind and rain.
"You can do it, it won't hurt."
He is a grown man, so why would he be afraid of pain?
When they got closer, Song Qingdai saw that he still had many old wounds on his body.
Perhaps because so many years have passed, the scar has blended into the flesh color and is difficult to see.
Soft fingers gently touched his scars.
She felt inexplicably sad, sniffed, and said weakly: "Are these... all scars left by the criminals who caught them?"
She knew that those who lived in the Heping compound were all from the army.
Gao Han’s identity is most likely a soldier.
The duty of a soldier is to defend the country and protect the people.
“I guess so.”
Some are, some are not.
Song Qingdai applied the medicine powder evenly on his wound and then wrapped it with a medical bandage.
The girl's hands were around his lower back and neck. He was half lying on the sofa, with her soft hair brushing against his cheek.
Song Qingdai was very close to him, her body almost touching him.
He could even feel the softness and fragrance of the girl's body.
His eyes darkened and he felt a little agitated.
Song Qingdai tied a beautiful bow around his waist, and when she looked up she found that the man was staring at her intently.
There was always an emotion in those narrow dark eyes that Song Qingdai could not understand.
"You...why are you looking at me like that?" Song Qingdai suddenly felt flustered. She always felt that the way he looked at her was not simple.
The man's Adam's apple moved, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and a dangerous aura was brewing.
The man's voice was low and hoarse, mixed with indescribable sexiness and
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