My Husband, Warm The Bed

"Mr. President? Is it Mr. President here?" Mr. President suddenly appeared, and the wounded in the tent burst into tears. "Mr. President, thank you for coming to condolences everyone. 135%7924?*6/810"

"Mr. President, thank you for personally directing the rescue and relief work to minimize the loss of life and property of our people."

"Mr. President, you are really a good president. We have never seen a good president like you who rushed along with everyone."

Mr. President is here, and the tents dedicated to the wounded are boiling.

So Mr. President originally only wanted to take the little girl away, and it turned into a handshake and meeting ceremony between him and the wounded.

Qin Leran stood aside and was left in the cold. Everyone was so enthusiastic about her just now because she took care of them so hard for a whole day. However, their enthusiasm for her was far less than the President who only shook hands with them.

Seeing that he was left out in the cold, Qin Leran gave Quan Nanzhai a vicious look and turned and walked outside the tent.

What kind of eyes do these people have? If you say good-looking, she must look better than Brother Lie; if you say cute, she must be more cute than him, but when he comes, no one can see her.

She is eating-flying-jealous!

The object of the jealousy was not the wounded, but her brother Lie. In his mind, his people were always more important than her.

Although she was shaking hands with the people, Quan Nandi could only see Qin Leran in his eyes, and her small pouting expression could not escape his eyes.

After she left, he said a few sympathetic words to the wounded and went out, but he did not see the little girl.

"Where's her?" Naturally, the object of his questioning was his two bodyguards who were guarding the door, but when the two bodyguards heard it, the four eyes of the two of them were round and stunned.

What about her?

There is a loophole in Mr. President's question.

Is he asking her or him? Or is it?

Their Mr. President asked like this, but didn't make it clear who he was referring to. How did they know who he was asking?

Seeing the question marks on the faces of these two people, Quan Nandi had only one thought in his heart. People like bodyguards who only use hands, don't want them to be your confidantes. Your mind is too inflexible and you will get angry sooner or later. .

"puff……"

When Quan Nanzhai looked around, there was a crisp laughter from the side. He looked up and saw the girl standing by and laughing at him.

He walked a few steps to her side: "Why? Not angry anymore?"

"Huh..." Without even looking at him, she turned around, looking very proud.

"Little girl, come with me." He said, walking forward first.

After a few steps, the little girl still stood motionless, and didn't intend to pay attention to him, she seemed to be still competing with him.

He walked back again: "Little girl, come with me."

She ignored him, but he waited patiently for her. Who made him murder her today and hurt her heart? She just ignored him, which is the lightest punishment for him.

"Who is the little girl?" Hmph, she would never follow him if she didn't call her name... However, her steps were about to be out of control, and her body honestly wanted to follow him.

"Young little girl, what is it that is not a little girl?" He looked at her, her clothes were dirty, her face was dirty, so it seemed that her big watery eyes were so clear and bright that he couldn't help but grab it. Took her hand, "Follow me."

Well, go with him.

If he didn't pull her, she couldn't help but walk with him. At this moment, he reached out and pulled her, just giving her a step down.

His palm is very big, he can easily hold her wrist, and at the same time in this rainy weather, he made her feel warm for the first time.

She involuntarily moved closer to him, really wanting to get into his arms and let him hug her. As long as he hugs her, all the pain and pain in the body will disappear immediately.

But just getting closer to him, she stopped again. At this time, he was not her brother Lie, and his embrace did not belong to her.

Perhaps he sensed that her mood suddenly fell again, Quan Nanzhai slightly increased the strength in his hand, and then tightened her tighter: "What's wrong?"

She shook her head, hung her head down and said nothing. She was afraid that if she made a sound, she would cry out because of her grievance.

"Right?" he asked.

She remained muffled and said nothing, Quan Nandi didn't ask any more, but he didn't let go of her hand no matter how many eyes looked at it along the way.

Along the way, neither of them spoke, until he came to his exclusive tent, he said: "I have someone prepare some hot water for you, and prepare a change of clean clothes for you. You go in, wash, and I changed my clothes and I was guarding outside."

She is the golden eldest daughter of the Shengtian Qin family. She was the jewel in the palm of her family who grew up in the palm of her hand.

Seeing her as dirty as a small tabby cat, he didn't have time and conditions to wash her, and he felt distressed.

"Mr. President, did you specially prepare hot water for me?" Look, she knows that her brother Lie is thinking of her in his heart.

Such a move by him rejuvenated her.

He nodded: "Well, go wash, wash and sleep for a while, and I will call you at dawn."

She doesn't understand: "Aren't you coming in?"

"You are a girl, I am not very convenient." This girl, men and women are different, must know how to protect themselves, what if he is not her brother Lie, he is a bad person?

"Mr. President, you can come in with me." She opened the door of the tent, "Hurry up, I want to ask you for help if I have something."

He didn't ask what was the matter, because he couldn't refuse her clear eyes.

He stepped up and followed her in. As soon as she entered the door, she turned and threw herself into his arms, stretched out her hand to hug his waist, and hugged tightly.

"Of course..." Quan Nanzhai wanted to take her hand away, but couldn't harden his heart and push her away. He also wanted to hold her in his arms, but he is now the president of country a, he asked. "Little girl, do you know who you are holding?"

This person is not her brother Lie, and the identity of the man she is holding is completely strange to her. If someone else is by her side at this moment, this person is a bad person...

"Mr. President, don't move, don't talk, please let me borrow your arms and lean on it. It will be fine for a while...because I miss my brother Lie." She hugged him, small head Rubbing against his chest, he muttered, "If my brother Lie is by my side, he will hug me tightly and give me a little warmth... He will definitely."

"Ran Ran..." Brother Lie is by your side, Brother Lie is holding you now, and Brother Lie will warm you up.

You can't tell her, but he can hold her, hold her tightly, give her a sense of security, and give her a little warmth.

He reached out and hugged her and patted her on the back lightly: "It's okay, it's okay, everything will be fine."

Slowly he felt her breathing gradually slowed down, and when he looked down, she was already asleep in his arms.

This girl forcibly held it for a day. Just in front of the wounded, she said she was not tired or tired, and only then fell asleep in his arms in such a short time.