Domineering of the giants: the little sweetheart of the young army

Thinking about the girl's current state, Long Qingtian said decisively: "I will handle this matter."

Long Qingtian opened her mouth, but it was inconvenient for Mo Jiayi to say anything more, she paused and said: "Qingtian, can you bring Xiaojiu home? I checked the affairs of Dongjiao No. [-] Middle School overnight, and some things, I want to make it clear to Xiao Jiu face to face, I..."

"She's not fit to go home right now."

The cold voice directly interrupted Mo Jiayi's words.

Mo Jiayi paused, and then said after a while: "Then can you tell me your positions? Qingtian, don't be too busy rejecting me. Xiaojiu has suffered all these years. I, I know that I am not a qualified mother. But... I am her mother after all."

I am her mother after all.

In a word, Long Qingtian swallowed the words of refusal that he was about to say.

Think about it, every time Mo Jiu looks at Mo Jiayi, although he is indifferent and distant, who can tell if there is expectation and desire in her eyes?

Long Qingtian, who had no mother since childhood, deeply understands this feeling.

So he paused and said the address.

Mo Jiayi immediately thanked her happily.

After hanging up the phone, Long Qingtian made a few more calls and ordered the lawyer of the Long family to deal with the matter. After all, although Mo Jiu is a suspect for the time being, there is no definite evidence pointing to Mo Jiu, and the police can't do anything about it.

It didn't take long for Long Qingtian to receive a reply from the lawyer, saying that the matter at the police station was settled.

Mo Jiu, who has been in the master bedroom, didn't know these things at all.

From the moment Long Qingtian left, she stared at the ceiling with her eyes wide open until noon. She was so hungry that Mo Jiu got up, took a shower casually, put on Long Qingtian's large shirt, and showed her slender white legs Exposed to the outside, she sat cross-legged on the bed, picked up the gauze and ointment, and wanted to apply medicine to her wound.

The medicine was applied, but it was only one hand, but it couldn't wrap the gauze around it no matter what.

Wanting to go out to find someone for help, but thinking of the man's reaction just now, Mo Jiu thought about it, dismissed this idea, and continued to bow his head and fiddle.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Before Mo Jiu had time to straighten his arms, the door opened with a creak.

When Long Qingtian came in, he saw this scene.

The girl sat cross-legged on the bed, her white legs were exposed, and the wide shirt further accentuated the girl's petite figure. She raised her head, and when she saw herself, there was a strange look in her eyes.

As soon as the tall and straight man walked in, Mo Jiu immediately felt a depressing atmosphere in the room.

Seeing the man's stern face, her heart jumped violently.

Then she stared blankly at him slowly walking over, gently raised her arm, until the man re-bandaged her wound, Mo Jiu was still looking up at him blankly.

The girl's expression at this moment is like a kitten afraid of being abandoned by its owner.

This appearance made Long Qingtian very helpless. He treated Mo Jiu's wound with a stern face. After all, he couldn't bear the girl to be in such a state of fear, especially after hearing the girl's soft and glutinous brother, he stretched out his big hand , gently stroking her head, touching the soft hair, Long Qingtian felt warm in his heart.

"Don't take a bath these two days, be careful of infection."

The low but gentle voice mixed with a hint of doting made Mo Jiu put his heart in his stomach.

She knew she had done something wrong, that she was wayward, and that she was ignorant.

But what to do?

Every time she faced Long Qingtian, she felt that her little heart seemed to jump out of her heart with excitement, and she even said some words without thinking about the consequences.