Qian Wenxuan was embarrassed because she saw his bare skin, and Ran Qianqing was scared because she suddenly let go, lowered her head, and while sorting out her clothes, the tears of the bean fell down with a snap, sure enough, she was disgusted, she hated herself who had been touched by others, and he didn't dislike it.

Qianwenxuan turned her back to Ran Qianqing, not knowing that the people behind her had trapped herself again.

After waiting for a long time, the person behind him didn't make a sound, Qian Wenxuan frowned, didn't look back, and asked in a low voice, "Okay?" ”

She was answered by even more violent sobs.

Qian Wenxuan finally turned around helplessly, and the person behind him had already sorted out his clothes, but a pair of eyes were red and red, and his eyes fell like beads with broken threads, "What are you crying about?" ”

Seeing that Ran was silent, just crying vigorously, Qianwenxuan felt bored for a while, and wanted to leave, let it be, but he was worried that he would encounter the kind of thing just now, sighed, Qianwenxuan gritted his teeth: "Men are trouble!" ”

With this seemingly whining sentence, he reached out and picked up Ran Qianqing's waist and strode back.

Ran Qianqing was startled by Qianwenxuan's sudden movements, and forgot to cry, for a while, she came back to her senses in a daze, her little face flushed, and she quietly raised her head to look at Qianwenxuan, and saw that she was being held in her arms, and an indescribable sense of shyness came to her heart, but more than that, joy.

She was willing to hold herself like this when she saw herself being treated like that by those people, and perhaps, she didn't hate herself that much.

Ran Qianqing was very light, lighter than she imagined, and after a while, the two of them returned home, Qianmo had already prepared ginger soup, and when she saw Qianwenxuan holding Ran Qianqing, Qianmo's eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and her smile was very meaningful.

"Put, let me down." Ran Qianqing looked at Qian Wenxuan at a loss, and she didn't know where to put her hand, she said vigorously, and blushed stiffly.

Qian Wenxuan looked at him expressionlessly, and as soon as she let go of her hand, she let go of him, and her movements did not show any gentleness.

"Come on, come on, drink the ginger soup, and you won't be allowed to run around in the future." Qian Mo handed the ginger soup to Ran Qianqing, he took it with a red face, thought about it, got up, and handed the ginger soup to Qian Wenxuan, "You, you drink it first." ”

Hearing this, Qianwenxuan glanced at Ran Qianqing, still with a cold face as usual, looking at her eyes, Ran Qianqing shrank timidly, "Don't, don't forget it?" As he spoke, he slowly retracted the ginger soup in his hand.

Qian Mo stared at Qian Wenxuan with a look of hatred.

Speechlessly, he glanced at his father's murderous eyes, and Qian Wenxuan took the ginger soup in his hand and drank it with his head up.

Ran Qianqing looked at the empty bowl, and felt a burst of excitement in her heart, pulling the corner of Qianmo's clothes, a little excited, "Daddy Qianmo, drink it, she drank the ginger soup I gave him." ”

"Well, yes, Xuan'er drank the ginger soup you gave her." Qian Mo looked at Ran Qianqing in front of him with a look of pity, this is a person who is very easy to satisfy, just like this, he can be so moved, looking at his appearance, maybe he likes Xuan'er, but with Xuan'er's temperament, I am afraid that his love road will be very bumpy