After Tong Xiaobei left, Ling Qingyu lit a cigarette, a thin layer of smoke shrouded his cold and hard face, and his ink-stained eyes became more and more dark and obscure.

Lu Nancheng sat opposite Ling Qingyu, looked at him thoughtfully, and after a long while, he slowly spoke, "Third brother, you were trapped in the desert two years ago, and after you escaped, I heard that there was an extra follower around you, every time Ah Han and I went to Singapore to look for you, you didn't bring it out for our brothers to see......"

"This year, you have secretly searched all over the world for people, is it that little heel?"

"Also, you have been coming to Manman City frequently from Singapore recently, in addition to the Mu family, is it still related to the little sister just now? Because she looks like a little heel? But didn't your follower die in the explosion? ”

Seeing that Ling Qingyu didn't speak, Lu Nancheng squinted and continued, "Do you think Tong Xiaobei is that little heel?" ”

Ling Qingyu closed his eyes, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and said with a somewhat lonely expression, "The investigation report shows that she has never left Manchester City. ”

"So, she's not a little heel! Third brother, she is Mu Sirui's niece, if you let Mu Sirui know that you are interested in her niece, it will not be so convenient to check on Mu Sirui's family at that time. ”

Ling Qingyu pinched out the cigarette butt, and his thin lips spit out coldly, "Cha Mujia, I never expected to rely on Mu Sirui!" With that, he got up and left.

Lu Nancheng looked at Ling Qingyu's tall but lonely figure, and his dark eyebrows tightened.

At the beginning, part of the reason why the third brother agreed to stalk him to Mu Sirui was because she looked a little similar to the little fart, right?

……

Mother is still in the operating room, and Tong Xiaobei is sitting on the rest chair outside with his hands folded.

I don't know how long later, a pair of black skins appeared in front of her eyes.

Tong Xiaobei raised his eyes and looked at Ling Qingyu who was holding bread and milk in his hands, and his chest fluctuated.

Although he had a somewhat gloomy temper, he always reached out when she needed help the most, she took the bread and milk, and said in a dry throat, "Thank you...... Thank. ”

Ling Qingyu didn't say anything, her tall body sat on the chair beside her.

The corridors of the operating room were silent.

Neither of them spoke, and in the air, there seemed to be only the small sound of Tong Xiaobei chewing bread.

After eating the bread, Tong Xiaobei's empty stomach felt a lot better.

She couldn't help but look at the man beside her, his gaze was also looking at her, their eyes were facing each other, and each other's breathing seemed to be a little deeper.

Tong Xiaobei couldn't stand his eyes that were as deep as black holes, so he quickly withdrew his gaze and touched his nose awkwardly, "Little uncle, it's late, you just came back from a business trip, you don't have to wait here with me." ”

"Come here." He said in a low and hoarse voice.

"Huh?" Tong Xiaobei frowned puzzled, "I'm right next to you?" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, a strong arm suddenly stretched out.

The delicate body was pressed into his arms.

The faint smell of tobacco rushed into the tip of his nose, and Tong Xiaobei's heart jumped wildly.

She put her hands on his strong chest, trying to break free, but he unceremoniously patted the top of her head, "I'm scared today, I can cry if I want to-"

Tong Xiaobei was stunned, she raised her head from his chest, looked at his resolute jaw, straight nose, and her eyes suddenly became sour.

He's right, today, she's really scared!

All the anxiety, uneasiness, and panic, she buried it alone in her heart, Zexuan was not there, she had no shoulder to rely on, she didn't dare to cry, she was afraid that if she was fragile, she would not be able to support it-

Looking at the little girl buried in his arms and sobbing silently, his big slender hand gently stroked her thin back.

One by one, it's like stroking your favorite girl. I1483