"Little sister, please calm down. If you go back now, you will definitely not get any good results. Why don't you come with me? When you calm down and think clearly, I will take you back, okay?"
Nangong Xuan rubbed her hair,
However, An Ying instinctively dodged away and avoided him with vigilance, saying, "I don't like others touching me."
She has developed a bad habit since she was a child: she doesn't like to be touched by people other than Hao.
That is the consciousness that has been instilled in her since she was a child. Her body belongs to Hao and should not be touched by anyone other than Hao.[
See, she actually knows her duty very well and always remembers Tian Junhao's words.
What did she do wrong that he actually wanted to kill herself and throw herself into the sea?
An Ying stopped fussing, curling up weakly on the passenger seat, her eyes dull and unable to find focus.
An Ying's tears rolled down uncontrollably. She bit her lip and cried softly. The tears kept flowing, and kept flowing, and kept flowing.
"Cry loudly if you want to. I won't laugh at you. By the way, my name is Nangong Xuan. I heard that person just now called you An Ying, right? Is that your name?"
Nangong Xuan pulled a roll of tissues and handed it to her.
An Ying took the roll of paper towels in his hand, and regardless of her shamelessness, she just wanted to cry, so she burst into tears and vented all her previous fear and loss.
The air-conditioning temperature in the car was deliberately set very high, but she was still trembling all over and her face was purple and blue.
In the hotel where Nangongxuan lived temporarily, An Ying locked herself in the bathroom and soaked in warm water. She still couldn't stop herself and her teeth were trembling.
It's cold, so cold, every cell in my body is trembling with cold.
After a long time, it seemed like an hour, or two hours passed before he walked out wrapped in a thick bath towel with disheveled hair.
The room was empty. On the bed, there were two sets of girls' clothes and a pack of sanitary napkins.
She was a little embarrassed when she saw the sanitary napkin. Fortunately, Nangongxuan was not in the room, otherwise she would have been embarrassed.
An Ying sat on the bed, changed into clean clothes, wrapped herself up, lay on the bed, closed her eyes, feeling very, very tired.
After a while, he fell into a deep sleep.
[No more abuse, no more abuse, no more abuse next, I want Tian Junhao to enjoy some happiness of being pampered, this is the foreshadowing, please feel free to read, I am not a stepmother, absolutely not]