"Stupid, why are you so careless!"

Gao Lang scolded angrily, watching the back of Wen Jing's hand instantly turn red, and it was very likely to bubble, and quickly picked her up horizontally, with fast steps.

Wen Jing was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously, she grabbed Gao Lang's clothes: "My hand hurts now, you won't be so cruel to throw me out, right?"

Seeing that Gao Lang didn't answer immediately, her heart sank in an instant,

Wen Jing endured the pain, inadvertently turned around, looking at the overturned bowl, especially the soup that flowed out seemed to have flowed to his computer, Wen Jing gasped, her fate must be miserable!

Crying in her heart, her face is depressed, she is really a miserable girl.

Gao Lang looked sideways at Wen Jing, her words and guesses were really unpleasant!

"Hmm......" snorted, tears flashed in Wen Jing's eyes, and she looked at Gao Lang in disbelief, her hand was already injured, and he even pinched it, did he dislike it because it didn't hurt enough?

Looking at Wen Jing's attention on him with satisfaction, Gao Lang took a deep look at her, then put her on the sofa, turned around and went to the cabinet next to him to get the medicine.

Wen Jing looked at Gao Lang in surprise, and when she saw him take out the medicine, she endured the pain and said, "That...... I can do it myself. "I didn't mean to throw her out......

Gao Lang's sharp eyes swept Wen Jing: "Shut up!"

Wen Jing opened her mouth, watched Gao Lang take out the cotton swab box of disinfectant, and the moment he took her hand, he trembled and closed his eyes tightly.

Gao Lang hadn't started yet, and the woman in front of him looked like she was at home, and it was really angry to watch. It's just that the back of her red hand must be dealt with immediately, and he and the adults don't care about the villain!

It hurts!

But then the slightest cool breeze spread to the back of the hand, and the pain was relieved a lot.

Wen Jing quietly opened one eye, she didn't expect to see Gao Lang gently blowing the back of her hand while giving her medicine.

Gentle, how could she use the word gentle for him?

Unconsciously, Wen Jing looked at Gao Lang's gaze and focused, at this moment, Gao Lang seemed to be wholeheartedly helping him deal with his injuries, and there was no longer the anger and coldness of the past, but it added a feeling that people couldn't explain.

"I was going to make you a supper, but I seem to be too stupid. Wen Jing spoke softly, and his gaze never left Gao Lang.

Gao Lang raised his head and glanced at Wen Jing: "You finally know that you are stupid!"

Okay! Gao Lang is still Gao Lang, strange? Why did she think he was gentle just now: "Seriously, would you like to let my mother come and stay for a few days?"

"Don't worry!" Afraid that Gao Lang would not agree, Wen Jing hurriedly added: "As long as she recovers a little, I won't let her bother you here." ”

Gao Lang restrained the emotions on his face, raised his eyes, and looked at Wen Jing with burning eyes: "Your hand injury is very serious. ”

Wen Jing was stunned for a moment, looked down at the hand that was being held by Gao Lang, and quickly looked away, from childhood to adulthood, she was afraid of blood and the red color on her body: "It's okay." ”

"Are you alright?" Gao Lang looked at Wen Jing's eyes with inquiry.

"When I was a child, I had burns worse than this, I didn't see a doctor, I didn't rub medicine, isn't it okay now?" Thinking of this, there seemed to be a trace of pride in Wen Jing's tone: "And there are no scars yet!"

"Since then, I have kept telling myself that I am also a person who is favored by God. Wen Jing smiled, her eyebrows crooked.

Gao Lang looked at Wen Jing seriously: "What about your mother?"

"Huh?"

"You burned, your mother didn't care about you?" Gao Lang said.

"My mother had to take care of Wen Yue wholeheartedly at that time, and I was very sensible and didn't tell her anything......" Wen Jing didn't continue, and looked at Gao Lang suspiciously: "Why do you ask that, is it difficult, do you think my mother doesn't love me?"

Without giving Gao Lang a chance to speak, Wen Jing accentuated her tone, but her eyes did not look at Gao Lang again: "My mother loves me very much, if it weren't for me, she wouldn't have endured humiliation in the Wen family for many years." ”

Gao Lang let go of Wen Jing's hand, although her expression changed quickly, he still saw it clearly: "I don't have any doubts about whether your mother loves you, you don't need to say so much to me." ”

Wen Jing choked at his words, looked at Gao Lang getting up, as if he was about to leave, and quickly grabbed his hand, but forgot that her hand was burned, and when she touched it, a hot pain came, and her facial features were instantly wrinkled together.

Gao Lang quickly turned around and looked at Wen Jing's hand, the distress in his eyes flashed, but his words were mixed with anger: "You don't know that your hand is injured?"

"You...... Don't be so fierce, I'm just ...... It's just ......" Wen Jing is poor in words, and she doesn't know what to say.

"Yes. Gao Lang said.

"I hope you'll think about my proposal, but think about it from a different perspective...... My mother is here, I'll ......" Wen Jing's eyes widened and looked at Gao Lang fixedly: "What did you just say?"

Gao Lang looked at Wen Jing expressionlessly: "If you don't hear it, you ...... it"

Wen Jing shook her head quickly, held Gao Lang's hand with her backhand, and her voice and face were unconcealably excited: "You agreed, you actually agreed?"

Gao Lang was stunned for a moment, felt the softness in his arms, looked at Wen Jing who suddenly hugged him, and his expression softened slightly, it turned out that her happiness was so simple.

Wen Jing was so happy, just when she thought that she would definitely return home today, she didn't expect such a big reversal: "Gao Lang, thank you." ”

Gao Lang stretched out his hand and wanted to hug Wen Jing back, but her body moved away, withdrew his hand, concealed his embarrassment, and turned to go upstairs.

Wen Jing's smile on his face was not stopped, looking at the back of Gao Lang leaving, when he saw him walking towards the study, the picture of the noodle soup wetting his computer flashed in his mind, his heart sank, and his face changed instantly, if he saw it, would he suddenly regret it?

That...... What to do?

Gao Lang was about to enter the study, when there was a big breathing sound behind him, and when he turned around, he saw Wen Jing standing behind him, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and the light in his eyes flashed: "What...... Anything else?"

Wen Jing opened her mouth and looked at Gao Lang, but in an instant, she forgot what she should say, and smiled awkwardly: "It's so late, you don't rest?"

"There's still finishing touches to be done. ”

"Oh. ”

Silence spread between the two, Gao Lang didn't want to say anything, the moment he turned around, his arm was pulled, his brows moved, and he looked back at Wen Jing's eyes thoughtfully.