God even has a crush on me

Chapter 327
Han Zhaolong raised his head and smiled at her, and said softly, "You are such a big man, you won't stain your clothes anymore."

"It doesn't matter, I'm going to add water." Han Ning'er pouted, picked up the brush, and dipped it in the ink.

Before writing, Han Ning'er took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

As Smelly Bingshan said, when writing, you can’t think about anything, so that you can write well.

As long as she writes the words well, Brother Cheng Jun's mood will also improve, so that he won't hate her anymore, and then he will come back to her...

Right, that is it!

Han Ning'er wrote the four words "rarely confused" over and over again. At the beginning, she wrote in big characters, but then she found that the paper was used up quickly, and finally changed to small characters.

Keep writing... She believes that as long as she keeps writing, he will definitely come back to her!
At the door of the study, the two men quietly looked at the girl in the room, feeling very uncomfortable.

Gu Lin couldn't help asking: "Is she okay?"

Han Zhaolong shook his head, his eyes were clouded, and he said in a low voice, "Seven years ago, Ice Cube also left without saying goodbye. Ning'er was like that at the time. In addition, my father raped her domestically, and later she became autistic. I hope She is closed to herself again, and I don't want to see her in such pain."

"What about you?" Gu Lin asked again.

"Me?" Han Zhaolong turned his head to look at his face, smiled, shook his head and said, "It's up to you to deal with it."

The corners of Gu Lin's mouth slightly raised, he put his arms around his waist, couldn't help biting his earlobe, and whispered in his ear, "Why are you so good today?"

"It's just tired." Moulong leaned on him a little weakly, his eyes were still looking at the little girl in the study who didn't hear anything outside the window.

What should Ning'er do if the ice cubes can't be found?
Three days later, Han Ning'er still hadn't received any news about him, and Fangji Group's chairman election meeting was delayed due to the gunfight, and it hasn't been held yet.

Han Ning'er didn't know what these things meant, and she didn't want to care. She just wanted her beloved man to show up quickly.

Finally, on the night of the third day, around three o'clock in the morning, there was a sudden knock on the door downstairs.

Han Ning'er was a light sleeper, and when she heard the knock on the door, she was the first to rush downstairs. When she walked to the door, she glanced outside through the cat's eyes and saw a familiar white-haired boy.

Han Ning'er's heart trembled violently, and she quickly opened the door.

The boy almost exhausted all his strength and crashed into her arms, almost knocking her to the ground.

Fortunately, Han Ning'er hugged him in time, and was about to ask a question, but he suddenly said "Sister, close the door quickly..." and then passed out.

Suddenly, she found that her hands touching his skin were wet.

Han Ning'er's heart almost jumped out, and she quickly dragged him into the house, then closed the door, and shouted towards the second floor: "Brother! Brother Gu——"

After shouting, Han Ning'er looked down at the boy in his arms, only then did he realize that there was blood on his left forehead, and there seemed to be other injuries on his body.

God... what happened to him?
He was still a child, who put such a heavy hand on him?
"Little devil..." Han Ning'er tried to call his name, but he seemed to be asleep and didn't respond.

Before she knew it, Han Ning'er's eyes suddenly became moist, feeling sorry for the boy.

At this time, Han Zhaolong and Gu Lin finally came down from upstairs, and seeing the situation in front of them, they froze for a moment.

Han Ning'er immediately said: "Brother, he is Buddha's hand, help me save him."

"Don't worry, Lin, you carry him upstairs, I'll go find the medicine box." Han Zhaolong turned and ran upstairs after finishing speaking.

Gu Lin walked over quickly, picked up the white-haired boy, turned around and went upstairs.

Han Ning'er followed closely, and said as he walked, "Brother Gu, please save him."

"Don't worry, I won't just sit idly by." Gu Lin replied coldly.

From the moment he agreed to let her live in this place, he had no intention of leaving her affairs alone.

Holding her heart tightly, Han Ning'er walked into the last guest room on the second floor together, and looked at the only two men she could trust, getting busy.

Gu Lin quickly took off the boy's clothes, only to find that there was a deep wound on the boy's left back waist. Han Ning'er had never seen this kind of wound. Blood.

Gu Lin's face became very serious, and he said in a low voice, "It seems to be a gunshot wound. He needs to be taken to the hospital."

Hearing the word "gunshot wound", Han Ning'er's heart almost jumped out, and said anxiously: "Maybe someone outside is chasing him, is it okay to send him to the hospital?"

"I'll call my personal doctor." Gu Lin gently put the boy back on the bed, and quickly took out his cell phone to make a call, regardless of the blood on his hands.

Han Zhaolong fetched a plate of hot water from the bathroom, wrung out the towel, wiped off the blood on the young man, and said while wiping, "I remember Ice Cube told me that the identity of the bergamot is not simple, and there may be a person behind it." It’s a huge force, I don’t know if taking him in is a good thing or a bad thing.”

"Whether it's a good thing or a bad thing, the kid is on our side, and I don't want anything to happen to him." Han Ning'er said in a low voice.

Bergamot has done so many things for her and brother Chengjun, she can't just ignore him in danger.

Suddenly, the comatose teenager opened his eyes, and quickly scanned his surroundings, as if he was observing the environment. After confirming his safety, the vigilance on his face relaxed.

The boy looked at Han Ning'er, and said weakly, "Sister, don't be afraid... Even if they come here... I won't let them hurt you...I won't let anyone hurt you."

Before Han Ninger could speak, Han Zhaolong suddenly asked him, "Who are they?"

Bergamot slowly shifted his gaze to his face, and said in a low voice: "The godfather's men fought against the white crocodile. I wanted to send my brother here, but... accidentally got separated from him."

Han Ning'er's heart tightened, and she hurriedly asked him, "How is Brother Cheng Jun?"

Bergamot shook his head weakly, the gunshot wound on his lower back was very painful, but he was used to this kind of injury, so he endured it.

"He was also injured, but not as serious as me. It shouldn't be too bad, but I don't know if he has landed."

Han Ning'er couldn't help but widen her eyes, and asked anxiously, "Has Brother Cheng Jun passed here?"

"Hmm..." Bergamot nodded feebly, "It's just that the white crocodile has been chasing us, and I will kill him when I recover! Cough cough cough..."

At the end, he coughed uncontrollably.

Han Ning'er stood there blankly, she should have paid a few words of concern, but after hearing this shocking words from this brat, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Who is this brat?

She never believed that a seriously injured person would say such things casually, even though he was only a minor, she always felt that he was not simple.

(End of this chapter)