Huo Jingheng tried his best to contain the irritability that kept pouring out of his body, and looked at the little curly hair with a surprised face with his remaining reason: "Hurry up...... Let's go!"

Xiao Curly took two steps back, leaning against the wall and looking up at Huo Jingheng, with a trace of fear in his eyes.

Uncle is terrible like this.

But the tendons in my uncle's neck were bursting, and there were still big drops of sweat rolling down his forehead, which must have been very uncomfortable.

Biting his lower lip and looking at Huo Jingheng nervously, the fear in his eyes gradually dissipated and turned into worry.

Waves of irritability struck, Huo Jingheng felt that he couldn't control his consciousness, and when he looked down at Xiao Curly again, the anger in his eyes was even stronger, with a murderous aura.

Bent over and reach out to choke Curly's neck.

The little curly hair blinked, and suddenly rushed over like a small cannon to hug Huo Jingheng's legs, and shouted in his mouth: "Uncle, don't eat cubs, cub meat is not delicious." ”

Huo Jingheng was frozen by the softness that suddenly wrapped around his legs, and his body stopped in a half-bent position.

The little curly-haired little meat arm tightly circled Huo Jingheng's legs: "Uncle, uncle, don't eat cubs, cubs grow up to protect uncle......"

The milky children's voice, as well as the soft little body, twisted together like a warm breeze slowly blowing across his heart, Huo Jingheng felt that the anger in his heart was dissipating little by little.

When Jiang Cheng came over, he saw Huo Jingheng leaning on the sofa with a tired face, and a small white bun kneeling next to him, holding a small kettle with both hands and handing it to Huo Jingheng's mouth, with a nervous little face.

A piece of news suddenly flashed in Jiang Cheng's mind: a young child takes care of his old father who has been paralyzed for many years......

Although he thought so, his face did not show it, and he changed his shoes: "What's the matter?

Huo Jingheng closed his eyes and hummed softly.

It's been a long time since he's had this feeling of being out of control, how could it suddenly come back again, something is abnormal.

Xiao Curly turned his head to look at Jiang Cheng, and still persistently handed the kettle to Huo Jingheng's mouth: "Uncle drink water." ”

Huo Jingheng twisted his eyebrows and looked at the little curly hair, then looked at the duckbill-shaped straw handed to his mouth, and the ghost made him bow his head and take a sip.

Little Curly was satisfied, and smiled with a small mouth.

Jiang Cheng felt a little incredible, Huo Jingheng had an outrageous cleanliness habit because of what happened five years ago, and he would definitely not use what others had touched.

Not to mention sharing a straw with someone else, even if it's a child.

"Have you taken your medicine?"

Jiang Cheng didn't dare to ask the uncle in front of him if he had any doubts in his heart, but this time Huo Jingheng recovered a little quickly, because the two talked on the phone forty minutes ago.

There were no obvious signs of self-harm.

Huo Jingheng swallowed a mouthful of water before he realized what he had done, but he didn't feel a sense of rejection in his heart, and even felt a faint milky smell on the straw.

And this time the sudden onset was not controlled by drugs, just because the little curly hair hugged himself and muttered something to him, he magically calmed down his anger.

Huo Jingheng couldn't figure this out.

Jiang Cheng saw Huo Jingheng staring at the little curly hair and was silent, and patted his head: "It won't be what I thought, could it be that this little fat man healed you?"

Little Curly pouted unhappily: "I'm not fat, I'm just a little too much meat." ”

Jiang Cheng: "......"

These are not the point, the point is that this child who appeared inexplicably can get close to Huo Jingheng, and can also get Huo Jingheng out of drug dependence, and his eyes become a little gossipy: "Do you know who this little curly-haired mother is?"