My iceberg smiled

Chapter 523
At that time, Anan didn't have the time and mood to figure out who the hostage in the van was. It was just a small task to help stop the car following the van. How could he think so complicatedly?
Seeing that the car to be blocked was the Han family's car driven by Zhuo Qiu, Anan was still in a daze for a while.

He thought it was someone from the Han family who accidentally offended the boss, but he definitely didn't think about Pudding.

Thinking of the way Zhuo Qiu was driving hard but finally getting desperate and angry because of his obstruction, thinking of the way he calmly put away the sniper rifle and patted his ass and left to call it a day.

The more Anan thought about it, the more he couldn't forgive himself, he struggled twice, trying to free Zhuo Qiu's hand.

But for some reason, the other party also used [-]% strength to clamp his wrist tightly, keeping his hand motionless.

So much so that he was deprived of his only means of venting.

I feel that being slapped by myself is not enough, and the pain on my face is not as good as the tearing pain in my heart.

To a certain extent, if he hadn't stepped in at that time and listened to the words of the evil boss, Little Pudding would probably be chased back by Zhuo Qiu.

if that's the case……

After that things will not happen.

Little Pudding will still be well protected by the Han family, and will live a good life, instead of going to hell like them, being washed so that he almost loses his soul.

Anan is very grateful to the Han family for taking in Little Pudding for half a year.

Originally, that tolerance would have lasted longer, but it was broken by him.

There was no way to use force in his hands, and the pain and bitterness in Anan's heart could only come out from another outlet.

That is tears rolling out like they don't want money.

He has grown up so much that he hardly ever cries.

Facing the "death news" of Dean and Pudding six years ago, he shed tears once, and he will never express his sorrow in such a meaningless way again.

Unexpectedly, today, just hearing a secret from six years ago that has no effect on the present, his tears were cut off like this, and the lacrimal glands were so developed that it seemed that he would shed all the tears for a lifetime.

Anan lowered his head, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably because of his excitement, his hair concealed his eyes, even his expression.

It's really embarrassing...

He just became a big fool crying in front of people he didn't deal with very well. His fame in the first life has long been ruined to the point where there is not even a little bit left.

Damn it!I couldn't help but want to slap myself again!
Whether it was then or now, what did he do?
Just when his tears were already glued to his nose, his body was suddenly brought into a broad embrace.

Before Anan had time to be surprised, his face was slapped on someone's shoulder.

The muscles on the shoulders of the young man are very strong, and the fact that the bridge of the nose hurts when someone pinches the back of the head on the shoulder... Anan feels a little ashamed.

What's more... the tears that were running down his face originally wet a large area of ​​the opponent's clothes, and he didn't know if it was stained with his own snot.

Oh shit!It's even more embarrassing!
However, what made Anan most want to find a seam in the ground to get in was yet to come.

He only heard the person holding the back of his head softly whispering in his ear: "Don't cry, don't cry, be obedient, it's all over, and you won't be handsome if you cry again."

This heinous tone of coaxing children instantly made Anan not even have time to feel sad.

(End of this chapter)