Xiaotong did not expect that Huangfu Lin had such a tragic past. Children whose parents have died are often more precocious and sensible than children of the same age. Children who have been frozen in childhood have an extraordinary desire and yearning for a better life.
Perhaps, this is the motivation why Huangfu Lin can stand up against the wind and rain, work hard and bravely come all the way, because he also has a sister who needs his care. He shouldered the heavy burden without hesitation and fulfilled his mission.
Being an older brother is the biggest responsibility.
At this moment, Xiao Tong felt happy for Huangfu Yao. Huangfu Yao was unfortunate, but also lucky, because she had such a good brother. Although his hands were stained with the blood of others, as an older brother, he
is qualified.
"She will get better." She sincerely wished her.
"Yes," he firmly believed, "I will do my best and invite the best doctors in the world to treat her. I believe she will be fine."
Maybe he was a little tired after saying so many words in one breath, and Huangfu Lin's face showed a hint of fatigue.
He closed his eyes.
Xiaotong knew that she should let him rest. But the atmosphere was so beautiful. It seemed that they had never gotten along so harmoniously since they met. This was the first time that Huangfu Lin told her about him so openly.
times. She was really reluctant to leave.
There was wind in the evening, and the white curtains were blown gently. The gauze curtains rolled and stretched in the breeze, as graceful as the shots in the movie, and the picture was full of feeling. The afterglow of the setting sun softly spilled in, and a few pots fell on the windowsill.
The rare potted flowers look even more soft and lovely.
Huangfu Lin seemed to be asleep.
The little pupil stared at him silently for a long time. The man was extremely handsome, and every outline seemed to be drawn stroke by stroke in a meticulous painting. His facial features were charming and his temperament was noble. At this moment, he was lying there quietly, resting.
All precautions and pretense were taken off, and the harsh aura of the day was completely gone. He looked nothing like the cold-faced king who was killing and decisive with every move he made. Instead, he looked very approachable, like a child.
Xiaotong smiled slightly, and subconsciously reached out her hand to touch his handsome eyebrows.
His eyebrows were thick and dark, slanting into his temples, giving him an indescribable handsomeness. She was smiling, not realizing how gentle her expression was at the moment. But her hand had just touched his.
With her eyebrows raised, a strong big hand held her. The man, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, slowly revealed a knowing smile at the corners of his charming curved mouth.
Xiaotong blushed and shrank her hands as if on reflex.
But he held it tight and gently moved it to his lips. His sexy thin lips kissed her little hand tenderly.
Xiaotong's face turned even redder, and she was a little overwhelmed for a moment.
She struggled, but he held her tighter.
As if sensing her embarrassment, he opened his eyes, with a trace of teasing in his eyes. At this time, he seemed to be in the scene where he met him at the cocktail party again, like a cunning hunter teasing his lovely prey.
Xiaotong became angry from embarrassment: "Let go."
***, how dare you pretend to be asleep and laugh at her. She really thought he was so tired that he fell asleep.
He didn't let go, the smile on his lips deepened, and he licked the palm of her hand mischievously, admiring her embarrassment. He was used to seeing her like a little hedgehog with teeth and claws, and now she was so cute and cute.