He Sui spoke so gently, of course the little girl would not refuse.
Two small hands actively moved from his waist to his neck, and her forehead rubbed gently against his shoulder and neck.
Like a little kitten, with a delicate and soft body.
He Sui felt the wetness on his eyelashes when she rubbed her face against his skin, and he frowned immediately without wasting any more time.
He put his hand under her knees and picked her up with a gentle hug.
The hand below his knee was still considerately holding his school uniform tied around her waist to prevent her short skirt from exposing herself.
The warm sunshine enveloped the two of them, and He Sui took her from a less crowded area to the stands.
In the stands, the students of Class Four witnessed the big devil carrying the little girl back like a princess, and they all covered their mouths and laughed.
Some brave girls in the front row even smiled and congratulated He Sui for getting first place in the group.
He Sui nodded slightly as a response to them, and just as he was about to walk over with the little girl in his arms, he turned around and stopped to ask them.
"Is there any water and chocolate?"
Sweets secrete dopamine, which can make people feel better. The most important thing is that she likes to eat sweet things.
He would have to ask her why she was crying later.
"Yes, yes, here you go."
The girls immediately gave him a whole bag of unopened chocolates and two bottles of water.
Then he turned back to the beginning and continued watching the game.
How sensible.
He Sui carried her up to the stands and found a place under the shade of a tree with a lot of chocolates placed next to it, and there were also opened chocolate wrappers on the side.
This should be the seat where she just sat.
He Sui curled his lips and smiled, then sat down with the person in his arms, but instead of putting her on the seat, he put her on his lap.
He put one hand around her waist and touched her little head with the other hand.
"Would you like some water?"
He unscrewed the bottle cap with one hand and pinched the itchy spot on her waist with his right hand.
She is ticklish, especially on her waist.
She would laugh out loud every time she accidentally touched it.
Sure enough, the person in his arms twisted to avoid his hand, and her shoulders trembled with laughter.
He Sui tilted his head and looked at the little girl who was still buried in his arms.
"Tell me, why are you still crying, huh?"
His voice was low and his tone was very soft, as if he was afraid to scare her.
The last sound was almost breathy, with an upward ending tone, which was indescribably tender and alluring.
He coaxed her patiently, holding her small hand and kneading the soft flesh on the back of her hand.
"Be good, tell your brother why you are crying. Did someone bully you?"
Cong Nian blushed and didn't know how to tell him the reason.
She couldn't just say directly that she saw others fall during the competition and was worried that he would fall too, right?
No, no, no, that's definitely not something she would say.
"If anyone bullies you, tell me and I'll help you vent your anger."
He Sui thought of the girl who had just deliberately pushed her, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.
As far as I remember, this girl had absolutely no connection with them, and pushing her was a subconscious action.
If he hadn't arrived just in time, she would have fallen to the ground.
She has such delicate skin that if she got hurt, she would need to apply medicine for several days before it healed completely.
"No, no."
How could someone bully her?
In No. 1 Middle School, anyone could be bullied except her.
Because of him.
The little girl finally raised her head from his arms, pursed her lips and looked at him aggrievedly, her nose all red.
She pursed her red lips again and again before confessing under his gaze.
"Because... you went to the competition."
He Sui raised his eyebrows slightly.
Are you reluctant to let him go to the competition?
Or will she miss him when he goes to the competition?
No matter what the reason was, just thinking about it made him very happy, and every word he spoke was tinged with a smile.
"Aren't you happy that my brother won first place? Then I won't be going to the finals."
He Sui has always been a person who does whatever he wants and his decisions seem very hasty.
Lin Shuangshuang gave him this name because she hoped that he could follow his heart, not be influenced by others, and do what he wants to do.
"No, no."
Of course he would be happy if he won first place!
Why is his train of thought so weird?
Cong Nian's face was red, and her eyes were clear and bright, like the blue sky without a speck of dust.
It felt like clear mountain spring water was washing through his heart, leaving only purity.
Her red lips opened and closed.
"I, I'm worried you might fall."
Her voice was soft and nasal, her eyes were wet and her eye sockets were red.
He Suixin melted and laughed softly.
"Are you crying because you're worried I might fall?"
What a little cutie.
Cong Nian nodded seriously and told him in detail about the scene of someone falling during the competition, not missing a single detail.
"You."
He Sui doted on her and gently tapped her nose, "I won't fall."
Cong Nian pouted her little mouth, her rosy lips were crystal clear, and she swung her legs to get off his legs.
But she accidentally rubbed the scratch on his knee left by catching her.
I don't feel anything when I don't touch it, but once I touch it, the burning sensation comes back.
"hiss."
His face turned pale for a moment.
It was only for a moment before he managed to whitewash the situation, his expression as calm as if nothing had happened.
Cong Nian stopped immediately and looked at him with her watery eyes.
"What's wrong?"
He Sui curled his lips into a smile and secretly pulled his legs inward, afraid that she would find out.
"It's okay."
He shook his head slightly, looking into the distance, and happened to fall on someone who was playing a game on the playground. His eyes moved, "Look, isn't that that brat Fang Xun... Ahem, isn't that Senior Fang Xun?"
Although I really don't want to call him senior, it doesn't mean I'll discredit his role by using him as a shield to divert her attention.
Cong Nian didn't look at him, but frowned slightly and looked at him seriously.
He must be hiding something from me!
Could it be that he was injured somewhere?!
Cong Nian was extremely anxious. She pulled down his collar to look inside, then lifted his hand to check his arm. Finally, after a long time of struggling, she discovered him.
"Your knee is injured!"
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