Wang Wang's face-slapping routine

Chapter 14 The Strange Boy 3
Having grown up so big, Cone Shengling is driven by his temper, and rarely compromises with others.

Coupled with the fact that something happened at home, he was even more unwilling to show weakness to anyone.

The more unfavorable the situation, the more he will grit his teeth and persist.

But this time...

Almost at the moment when the voice fell, he was slightly startled, his head was not so clear-headed.

The strange girl with the fragrance of gardenia was still in his arms, her enchanting appearance and cold words lingered in his eyes and ears.

He closed his eyes, and attributed all his unexpected compromises to physical discomfort.

After getting the answer, Atobe Chuyan didn't say much, turned off the flashlight with difficulty, and then put the phone back in his pocket.

Thinking of the current posture, she poked the boy again: "Don't hug me, put your arms on my shoulders."

If it wasn't for feeling that the other party was suffering, this intimate move... would be like being taken advantage of.

Coming to Tokyo for business, Cone Shengling, who already had a cold, hadn't rested all night.

With the cold wind blowing, the cold turned into a high fever, and he had a fight with a few hooligans, he is now exhausted to the extreme.

All the remaining strength in my body was used to stand firm, and I didn't have any mobility at all.

But after hearing Atobe's first words, he still straightened up and put his arms on her shoulders.

For his cooperation, Atobe Chuyan expressed his satisfaction, held his wrist with one hand, hugged his body with the other, and took him out with great effort.

As for Little Pudding, he didn't need to say hello at all, and followed the two of them very obediently, which was completely different from the way he refused to leave before.

Along the way, Atobe Chuyan could only help him to stop and go because the cone was too heavy.

During the whole process, the two of them did not speak a word.

After finally getting out of the alley and coming to the side of the street, she stopped a taxi, stuffed people in first, and then got into the car, asking the driver to go to the hospital.

Little Pudding took the initiative to get into the car, glanced between the two of them, and without any hesitation, jumped directly onto Cone Shengling's thigh.

With an extra weight on his legs, Cone Shengling opened his heavy eyelids with some difficulty.

Facing those glass bead-like cat eyes, and looking at Pudding's appearance again, for some reason, he suddenly felt a little familiar.

It's just that he didn't have the energy to think deeply, so he closed his eyes again.

Atobe Chuyan was surprised that the little pudding was so close to a stranger, and he also had such a slight taste.

Thinking back when a friend gave it to her, she didn't know how long it took for it to accept her.

But now...

She suddenly had some doubts that Little Pudding would suddenly run out of the car and took her to save the boy.

This thought only flashed in Atobe Chuyan's mind, and she was quickly denied it with a smile.

If Little Pudding was really smart to this point, he wouldn't have been sent to the pet hospital for eating the wrong food before.

She looked down at the cat curled up on the boy's lap, and carried it over regardless of its struggle.

"Meow! Meow!"

Trapped in Atobe Chuyan's arms, Little Pudding moved around in dissatisfaction.

"Don't bark." Atobe Chuyan pretended to be cold, and put his index finger on the tip of its nose.

Little Pudding: "..."

(End of this chapter)