Murong Lie didn't notice the different emotions in his daughter's house. He turned around and mouthed the pattern on the glass window: "What are you drawing?"
Only then did Ning Tong'er remember that she had forgotten to cover the painting she had just drawn. She quickly raised her head and looked at him nervously: "No, it's nothing."
Murong Lie shook his head at her: "You are not good, little thing."
His voice was very gentle, so gentle that Ning Tong'er was nervous and a little panicked.
She lowered her head again and poked the marble floor with her fingers.
"You'll be angry again if you tell me..."
She murmured quietly.
Murong Lie raised his eyes and glanced at the two sad-looking little people in the house on the pattern, and sighed: "I promise I won't be angry with you this time."
Ning Tong'er raised her head, with a trace of doubt in her pure and innocent eyes, as if to say: Really? You're not lying?
Seeing the assurance in Murong Lie's eyes, she breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her head: "Those are my daddy and brother Qingyi."
As he said this, he secretly raised his eyes to look at Murong Lie, fearing that he would be angry again and impose various embarrassing "punishments" on himself.
Murong Lie did not get angry.
"You miss them a lot, don't you?"
Seeing that he didn't look angry, Ning Tong'er hesitated, nodded, and then said dejectedly: "But if you don't let me contact them, are you going to lock me up for the rest of my life?"
The dejected look on her face was so pitiful and adorable that Murong Lie's hard heart melted at this moment.
He raised his hand and touched her head: "If I loved you like your daddy and pampered you like your brother Qingyi, would you be willing to do it?"
Ning Tong'er raised her head and looked at him in surprise: "But..."
"Forget it, stop talking," Murong Lie knew in his heart that of course she didn't want to. She wanted to go home. She missed her daddy and that damn Han Qingyi. It was not that he didn't know, but he was also unwilling to let go.
She went home and said, "I won't let you go."
Ning Tong'er's innocent and crystal eyes showed deep disappointment, and she shouted almost anxiously: "Why?!"
Why does he have to make her his pet? She doesn't want it, she doesn't want it!
She wants to go home!
She wants to go home!
She would rather go back if her face never gets better!
Murong Lie saw what she wanted to say from her disappointed and uncomfortable expression, but he said nothing more.
——At first, I just wanted to get her.
Later, I wanted to keep her by my side and make her a cute little pet who could relieve my boredom.
And then fell in love with her.
Moreover, I don’t want to lose her more and more, I just want to hold her tightly and keep her by my side, all the time...
He couldn't say these words.
No, it's impossible to say it out loud.
He just hugged Ning Tong'er and suddenly said, "Because I don't want to let you go."
Because I like you, because I can’t lose you.
It's just that I can't say this.
Ning Tong'er was furious and disappointed. She pushed away Murong Lie's embrace and ran deep into the hospital corridor without looking back.
Hate!
It's the same sentence over and over again.
hateful!
Boring and perverted, anyway, it's because he likes to base his happiness on her pain, teasing her and playing with her all day long, treating her as a pet that can't cry, laugh, and has no emotions, isn't it?
?
Soulless Murong Lie!
You hate hate hate!
The extremely angry little girl ran back towards the ward without looking back, leaving Murong Lie alone squatting in front of the huge glass window, silently looking at the patterns on the glass.
The corners of his lips slowly tightened into a cold line.
Then, he stretched out his long, rough fingertips and slowly, slowly smeared away the pattern.
Where Ning Tong'er had just breathed, there was only a blurry scene left, and the two sad-looking little people could no longer be seen.
**Murong Lie walked to the ward and saw Ning Tong'er sitting on a chair, her head lowered, still looking angry.
Murong Lie took off his windbreaker and hung it on his arms. He walked over to Ning Tong'er and said with a smile, "Little one, are you still angry with me?"
Ning Tong'er snorted and turned her head, indicating that I am too lazy to pay attention to you.
Murong Lie burst out laughing. He hooked a chair behind him with his feet and sat down gracefully, facing her face to face.
"Don't be angry?" He smiled.
Ning Tong'er puffed out her cheeks and glanced at him. She saw Murong Lie looking at her with a smile - hum, this lustful and boring guy is really a rare kind-hearted person!
She turned around, puffed out her little mouth and said, "Let me go back, or let me contact my dad and ask him to pick me up, and I will forgive you."
After hearing this, Murong Lie chuckled lightly and said, "Oh, Tong'er is so magnanimous."
Ning Tong'er snorted again from her nose: "That's because you saved my life, so I forgive you for what you did to me. Otherwise..."
Otherwise, see if I don't let Brother Qingyi fix you.
However, fortunately, she immediately bit the tip of her tongue and swallowed the words back.
She is very aware of the consequences of saying this!
Murong Lie casually hung the black windbreaker hanging in his arms to one side, then crossed his legs, supported one of his cheeks with his slender hands, and looked at Ning Tong'er, who was as puffed up as a little pufferfish: "That's really awesome.
I want to thank Miss Tong'er for your broad mind!"
Ning Tong'er seemed to agree with what he said. Murong Lie was also reasonable and polite sometimes, right?
But Murong Lie's next actions and words almost made her vomit blood.
Murong Lie's original deep gaze became very evil. He moved his gaze from her face to the small peach bulging under her blue hospital gown, and raised one corner of his lips evilly, with intention.
Pointing to it, he said "Oh": "However, the width... I still can't see it for the time being, I can only look forward to it."
Ning Tong'er felt like she wanted to vomit three liters of blood!
What a pervert!
Just say that he is boring and horny, which is absolutely correct.
Murong Lie saw her so angry that her eyes were about to light up, and couldn't help laughing loudly.
He stretched out his hand to rub the top of Ning Tong'er's head, and then lightly snapped his fingers on her forehead.
"You, you are such a little thing, everything is written on your face." He smiled.
Ning Tong'er was so angry at him that she laughed angrily and sneered: "Who is like you? You are cunning, slippery, cunning, despicable, and unscrupulous..."
Murong Lie was startled for a moment, and then he laughed even more.
"Thank you, thank you." He put his chin on his hand and laughed.
This reaction, of course, made Ning Tong'er even more angry and her eyes turned red. How had she ever seen such a shameless person in her entire life?
I can't win after fighting, I can't win after talking, I can't escape, it's really...ahhhh! So crazy!
Murong Lie just wanted to tease her, not because he wanted to make himself happy like before, but because he just saw her squatting in front of the French window, her little body full of loneliness and homesickness, and he wanted her to forget
melancholy.
However, his goal was achieved, but it seemed to be a little too much.
Ning Tong'er was so amused by him that she no longer felt depressed, but she was about to cry in anger, okay?
Looking at those two unbelievably beautiful big eyes, they were all red now, looking like they would cry at any moment... Murong Lie couldn't help but sigh.
He wanted to pamper her, just like what he said to her: to love her as much as her father did to her, and to pamper her as much as possible like that annoying Han Qingyi.
However, he seems to be doing poorly in this regard.
But, it doesn't matter, he will love and pamper her in his own way.
He stretched out his hand again, wanting to rub the top of her head soothingly, but Ning Tong'er angrily knocked it away before the endearing gesture was successful.
"You are the most annoying!"
Ning Tong'er shouted to him angrily.
Even the squeamish voice was so cute even when he was cursing, Murong Lie couldn't help but feel his heart melt.
He coughed, and for the first time in his life he humbled himself: "Okay, I hate it. I'll punish you, okay?"
Ning Tong'er's big eyes were still red. She stared at Murong Lie's handsome face with disdain, hum! I didn't believe every word this old and cunning guy said!
Murong Lie thought for a while, then suddenly stood up and walked to the table and pressed a button. Gee, it was really high-tech. The table opened like a three-dimensional cabinet, and there were all kinds of entertainment items inside!
Ning Tong'er was dumbfounded. Her brother Qingyi's private hospital was already a five-star hospital, but Murong Lie's hospital was even more exaggerated!
Are you here for hospitalization or for fun?
If Ning Tong'er knew that this six-star private hospital was only open to senior executives within the Murong Group, I wonder what her expression would be like?
Murong Lie's slender fingertips flew over the rows of drawers one by one, his movements as graceful as playing the piano.
Then, he said "Hmm": Well, he found what he was looking for.
He took out a pair of high-end playing cards in a silver box from one of the drawers, walked to Ning Tong'er, and sat down on the big white carved chair again.
"What are you doing?" Ning Tong'er looked at the playing cards in his hand hesitantly, then looked at him again, and asked in confusion.
I really don’t understand him!
Murong Lie's slender fingers grabbed the box of playing cards, wow, those free and easy movements, those slender fingers - Murong Lie, do you dare to say that you really haven't practiced?
"I'll perform a magic trick for you as my apology, okay?"
Ning Tong'er's pink little mouth suddenly became a round O-shaped shape: "Can you do magic?"
Her eyes were full of doubt.
Are you kidding me? A guy who always claims to take care of everything, who often makes deals worth less than RMB 100 million without ever personally asking for help, is he still going to do this?
Murong Lie smiled slightly, his handsome face was quite confident and free and unrestrained: "If you laugh, if you laugh."
He took off the silver box and put it on the table.