Xiao Huanhuan dragged her tired steps through the door, and Tang Yuan'er immediately rushed towards her, squealing happily at her feet and letting her hug her coquettishly.
She bent down and picked up Tangyuan'er, who hugged her affectionately, making a soft and squeaking sound as nice as she could hear.
The anger and depression she had just felt were instantly gone. She sat down on the sofa with her glutinous rice balls in her arms. Dogs have the most sensitive sense of smell. They sniffed their little nose and smelled the bloody smell on Huanhuan's body. They smelled it over and over again.
, finally smelled the bloody smell coming from Xiao Huanhuan's wrist.
It looked at the wound on Huanhuan's wrist, raised its misty eyes to look at Huanhuan, whimpered, and carefully stretched out its pink tongue, trying to lick the wound on her wrist.
Only then did Huanhuan notice the wound on her wrist caused by the rope. She quickly dodged it, picked up the little Tangyuan'er, raised it to her eyes, and said softly: "Good Tangyuan'er, you are a dog, so you can't give me anything to Huanhuan."
Licking the wound! Although you have been vaccinated, Huanhuan still needs to be careful. If there is a virus in your saliva, Huanhuan will die!"
Tang Yuan'er whimpered in grievance and looked at her with wide innocent eyes.
"Good Tangyuan, Huanhuan will bring you something good to eat!" Huanhuan kissed him hard and went to the kitchen to find his favorite dog biscuits.
Tangyuan'er looked at the dog biscuit, wilted, licked the biscuit, then looked up at Huanhuan, whimpered twice, and had no appetite at all, not at all like when he saw his favorite food in the past.
excited.
Xiao Huanhuan's heart was numb, sour, and soft.
Little Tangyuan'er is the same as Xuehu. Although she can't speak, her heart loves her and she is exactly the same as Xuehu.
Thinking of Xuehu, she became even more sad and couldn't lift her spirits at all. She gave Tangyuan'er a bath, she also took a bath, and went to bed without even eating supper.
In a daze, she felt someone touching her
"Um... don't move..." She opened her eyes with great effort and waved her hand as hard as shooing away flies.
Her wrist was grabbed, and her hair was messed up again and again with big hands.
Her sleepiness was gradually driven away, and she opened her sleepy eyes. In front of her eyes was Jiang Yifan's enlarged handsome face.
Maybe it was loss, maybe exhaustion, maybe sadness, but this time she didn't resist and let him rub her black and smooth hair into a mess like a chicken coop.
After rubbing her head for a while, he sighed, and patted her back gently with his warm palms, as if to caress away the scars on her heart.
"Girl..." He called softly.
"Huh?" she said, her heart feeling softer and softer than before she fell asleep.
"What happened?" He stroked her hair with his palms, his voice softer than the spring breeze.
She moved, moved closer to him, rested her head on his shoulder, and listened to his steady and powerful heartbeat.
Closing her eyes lazily, she recounted what happened today, her calm tone seeming to be telling someone else's story.
He just has such magic power!
In his arms, she felt that everything didn't matter!
It doesn’t matter!
As long as he is still there, as long as he is still holding her like this, no storm can hurt her in the slightest.
Because he is so powerful!
His hand was still stroking her hair gently, still so gently and gently, but she could still feel the fierce anger and murderous aura emanating from his body.
She didn't open her eyes, just a slight smile on her lips.
