He turned to his side and was about to enter the carriage.
Sudden respiratory arrest
The little girl in the back seat fell asleep with her head curled against the back of the chair. Some of her white faces were full of tiredness, but her hands were clinging to her chest, and her white wrists were covered with a layer of looming red marks. She was extremely insecure and her sleeping position gave him a hard pull.
Suddenly, it was heavier than the mountain, which made him have some difficulty breathing.
He promised not to leave her alone.
But …
"Treasure and pure! ？”
The tall man sat in, and he held her shoulder and gave her a heavy call.
My little girl zaba zaba’s mouth didn’t respond. She looked like she was fast asleep.
It seems that she has really suffered a lot in the detention center these days, thinking that he has not come to consider clearly that the line that is not dominated by thoughts has taken effect, and almost consciously he put her petite body into his arms.
Grabbed the military coat to cover her and himself, and his big hand involuntarily grasped her injured wrist and rubbed it gently.
Section 9
Sigh in my heart!
Qiwang w w w q i s u w a n g
"Ah … juwan, you finally came back …"
Three hours! Damn it!
In a daze, Bao Qi opened his eyes with a big yawn and looked at him with a resolute face.
Why do you feel like you’re dreaming again? !
If it wasn’t a dream, why would he take the initiative to hug her and massage her wrist?
The eyebrows jumped hard to see her wake up, and the cold owl consciously pulled her body away from a little cold sound, but it didn’t release the temperature for half a second.
"I’m afraid you’ll catch cold"
If you don’t think about it, it’s actually an explanation.
Bao Qi understands, but she doesn’t pretend to understand. Instead of retreating, she is a little closer. She simply sits across his leg and puts her head in his neck. A pair of long curly eyelashes are trembling and scratching his neck skin.
"Interpretation is to hide! Sec. Uncle, I’m cold. Hold me tight. "
Beating wildly in my heart
My little girl’s face is soft and close to her burning breath. Her lips rub against his neck from time to time when she speaks, and the familiar touch makes his heart feel like being scratched by something sharp.
It’s not painful, but itchy.
Itching in my heart! His hands were tight, and he held her tight, protecting her like a cold puppy.
"Ha ha ….." The in the mind gave a warm treasure girl looked at him.
Then when he wasn’t looking, he suddenly leaned over his head and a kiss landed on his lip corner.
"Uncle, I like you."
Little girls are always ready to express their feelings.
Love it! ?
Different from being hit by a stuffy bell, the brain owl has a sudden sound on his forehead and drinks dully.
"Don’t move!"