Raise a wolf cub to be a minister

Chapter 142 142, Gu Xiuran, Can You Hug Me?
Nan Jin just watched Feng Qingyue walk out of Shen Xiangxie step by step. She didn't look back until her figure disappeared.

Since her rebirth, when she saw her mother, she was always immersed in the joy of finding her mother. She had expected her mother's behavior of protecting Zhao Qianhe's mother and daughter, and she was trying to solve it. But when these scenes reappeared again and again, she Not as strong as she thought.

"Zihui, I want to be quiet, don't follow me."

It was this command again, and the tone was calmer than before.

Gu Xiuran clearly felt that it was because of Feng Qingyue. He always thought that she was the girl of the sky and lived so recklessly. Everyone should hold her in their hands. It turned out that she was not...

"Yes, princess." Zihui took the order.

Nan Jin turned around and walked towards her own room, but this time she reached out and grabbed Gu Xiuran who was standing there.

When being held back, Gu Xiuran was stunned, but then she was overjoyed, she...

……

As soon as the door closed, Nan Jin threw herself into Gu Xiuran's arms and hugged his neck tightly.

"Gu Xiuran, can you hug me?" The words were full of fragility.

At this moment, Nan Jin is like a drowning person, in urgent need of a piece of driftwood, and Gu Xiuran is her piece of driftwood.

The moment Gu Xiuran was hugged, he was stunned and froze there, but he just raised his hand and hugged Nan Jin tightly without any hesitation, or he had wanted to do this a long time ago. When Jin is sad and lonely, but he is not qualified and has no reason.

And now, if she needs it, he will give it to her, not just now, as long as she needs it...

Nan Jin hugged Gu Xiuran tightly, all kinds of past life flashed in his mind like crucian carp crossing the river, the sad news of his father's death, the death of his mother, the despair before death and his...salvation...

Redemption before death, redemption after rebirth, if he hadn't avenged her...

Nan Jin's hand holding Gu Xiuran couldn't help but tighten a little more.

Feeling Nan Jin's movements, Gu Xiuran couldn't help tightening his arms around her waist.

The sadness on Nan Jin's body was clearly visible, like a hedgehog hiding its thorns, exposing the soft flesh on her stomach, showing her softest part in front of his eyes.

Gu Xiuran was very thankful, thankful that he stubbornly followed her back, otherwise she would have suffered all this alone, how sad it would be.

Gu Xiuran didn't know what to say to comfort Nan Jin. He had never said anything to comfort others, and he would never say anything. Apart from hugging her tightly, there was nothing else.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed as long as a century, Nan Jin broke free from Gu Xiuran's embrace slightly and stood up straight, "Thank you."

After saying thank you, Nan Jin turned around and went to the place where she put the wound medicine to get the medicine, went to the table and poured a glass of water, walked up to Gu Xiuran and handed it to him, "This is the wound medicine."

At this moment, Nan Jin looked calmer than before, but she still revealed sadness.

Glancing at Nan Jin, Gu Xiuran silently raised his hand to take the wound medicine and the water glass, raised his head and swallowed the medicine, then took a few steps forward and put the water glass on the table.

Looking back, Nan Jin had already sat on the side of the couch, with her knees bent on the couch, her hands wrapped around her legs, and her chin on her knees. Seeing him looking over, she smiled at him, a gentle but gentle smile. It was very vicissitudes again, "Could you come and sit with me for a while and talk to me?"

Gu Xiuran didn't speak, but walked to Nan Jin's side quickly, and then sat down on the couch beside her.

(End of this chapter)