"She won't hurt me."

Feng Yulan said anxiously, "Mom can't read it wrong. She doesn't seem to care about anything on the surface. In fact, there are many people's eyes. She will really kill you! Listen to me, stay away from her, the farther the better!"

Lu Jingxi took back his sight. The veins on his innocent hands burst up. He grabbed the sheets with both hands. His eyes turned red and looked at Feng Yulan, roaring out of control.

"I would die without her."

Feng Yulan's eyes opened angrily, "what are you talking about?!"

With a "poof", the gentle man suddenly became angry and attacked his heart. A mouthful of hot blood poured into his throat. Feng Yulan was stunned when she saw this scene. Her expression remained in surprise, and the whole person sat down on the ground.

What's going on? Why?

The doctor rushed in. Lu Jingxi was so angry that he fainted. The doctor quickly examined and diagnosed him, and even used a ventilator.

Feng Yulan's legs were soft and her mind was blank. For a long time, she suddenly took out her mobile phone in a hurry and called Lu Jingxi's father with trembling hands. Her voice was filled with tears. "You, come on, Jingxi... He seems to be wrong. He vomited blood."

……

The slap on her face can't subside. Tomorrow is the kindergarten culture festival. Tang Qingge can't go home now. She can't give two children a father when she goes home. These two things make her worry about squatting in the park to count ants. She pasted the ice bag she bought from the supermarket on her face. It's going to melt. Tang Qingge is just thirsty.

What about tomorrow's Cultural Festival?

Tang Qingge began to worry again after drinking. The redness and swelling on her cheeks were still obvious. The sun was setting overhead. Suddenly, the sun was blocked and her eyes were dark.

She was stunned, raised her hand to block the light, raised her eyes against the light, and the man stood in front of her with a handsome and cold face, cold eyebrows and eyes, dark eyes, and fell on her red and swollen face. Her whole body was cold, and her thin lips closed in a straight line.

“boss?”

Tang Qingge even breathed a lot less.

"Yes."

"Why are you here?"

"Passing by."

Passing by

Yes, the company is the same as the garden.

He looked at her from mid air with deep eyes, "how about you? Why don't you go home."

It's like an adult asking a lost child who can't find his home. Tang Qingge happens to be the lost child. It's OK not to ask about some things. One question is a word.

"Wow!"

Tang Qingge couldn't help it. He knelt on the ground and hugged the man. Tears lingered around his eyes. He began to cry, "boss, can you be our father?"

Big boss, "..."

Congratulations to general manager Bo and two girls.

Tang Qingge's ice bag melted, and she drank the water. She also bought frozen water in the freezer. Bo Qichen bought two ice bags for her from Yu Zun in a nearby small shop. When he came back, he saw Tang Qingge squatting on the ground and counting the wronged ants.

He came over and Tang Qingge whispered thanks, but he didn't give her the ice bag. Instead, he bent one leg and half knelt in front of her, holding her face in one hand like a noble aristocrat.

His eyes stopped slightly on his slightly red and swollen face, his thumb rubbed his delicate cheek slightly, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. The sharp light flashed silently, like a stone sinking into the sea, and returned to calm.

She breathed and looked up at him.

"What happened to the face."

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