162. Don't worry, it's not your share!
readx; "Oh! God, why are you treating me so cruelly? Qiao Shaoan covered the position of his heart, made a very hurt expression on his face, and said suddenly, "I forgot to sleep and eat and took care of your little Lori, and you refused to even give me a bowl of porridge!" Oh my God, please take this cruel man, I don't want to see him again! I'm going to ......"
Before he finished his words, a food bag was stuffed into his arms: "Okay, barbecued pork Shuangpin." The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Yin Mochen hurriedly threw the packed rice to him, and if he didn't block his mouth, his goosebumps would fall to the ground."
Qiao Shaoan checked the food bag in his hand, and his eyes were still staring at the thermos bucket in his hand: "However, people still want to drink Tang Ji porridge pot." ”
The man ignored his resentful eyes and lightly threw out a few words to disillusion his hope: "Don't worry, it's not your share." ”
This porridge was prepared for Ye Zhixia, she hadn't eaten for a day, and she would definitely be hungry when she woke up later.
You must know that Tang Ji's porridge pot is very famous in the entire S City, which melts in the mouth and is especially nourishing to the stomach. It is undoubtedly the best for patients who have not eaten for a long time.
Qiao Shao'an was relieved, thinking about the most difficult time when the two of them were in New York, the relationship was so iron that he even had to split a steamed bun in half, and now for the sake of a little girl who has only known him for a few days, he actually doesn't pay attention to himself.
"Mo Chen, you won't fall in love with this little girl, will you?" How sour this sounds.
Yin Mochen was slightly stunned, his eyes flashed, and he returned to his previous calmness. After a moment of silence, he slowly replied, and there was an unreachable ethereal ethereal in his voice: "Love? You should know that I don't have that word in my dictionary of life. ”
Qiao Shaoan saw that he was completely beaten to death and did not admit it, so he simply picked it out and said, "Then why are you so concerned about her?" "I was going to take off the little girl's clothes to deal with the wound just now, he didn't let him live or die, such a strong possessiveness even a blind person can see it, he is embarrassed to be hard-mouthed?
"As I said, her father was kind to me, and I was responsible to her." After thinking about it, the man added a more convincing reason, "Besides, she has what I need." ”
Is that really the case?
Who is Yin Mochen? is the most powerful man in the entire underworld, and he can do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.
What he fancies, whether it is a person or a thing, whether it is forcible or plundering, someone will naturally do it for him when he moves his mouth to give an order.
It's a pity that for Ye Zhixia, he chose the most gentle heart attack. It's just that I don't know if in the end, whether everyone is happy and scattered, or whether they are cocooned and self-bound with sadness.
"Grace?" Qiao Shao'an narrowed his handsome eyes and looked at his face that was so marked that everyone was angry, "Could it be that you still want to make a promise to her?" ”
"Qiao Shao'an." His eyes were deep, and the man suddenly called out his name. For those close to him, he rarely calls his full name, and once he does, it means that his patience and tolerance have reached the bottom line.
"Well, when I haven't said anything, I'm going to eat barbecued pork rice." Qiao Shaoan shrugged his shoulders and closed his mouth in a timely manner.
Yin Mochen didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore, and turned around and entered the ward.
Qiao Shaoan looked at his back, and the frivolous expression on his face slowly precipitated. Actually, what I just said was purely a joke, and I wanted him to relax. From morning to now, this guy has been keeping a tight face, he is not tired, others are panicked when they look at him.