Chapter 44: Undercover Storm 7

Qianwan raised her eyebrows, waved her hand, and let Lin Chu go.

Lin Chu walked outside the door, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, I don't know why, anyway, she just had a hunch that if she really lifted that kid's clothes just now and smeared medicine on him, the cliff would be miserable after that.

It's better to slip away early.

Walking to the staircase, Lin Chuhu frowned suspiciously, no, she is an adult with extremely advanced thoughts, extremely mature minds, and double businessmen, how can she be afraid of a child smashing it?

Thinking back to Lian Chen's eyes just now, Lin Chu touched his chest again, forget it, let's stay cool.

in the room.

Qianwan took the ointment, glanced at the child with low eyebrows, and after a minute of silence, she finally said hesitantly, "Xiao Chen, rub the medicine." ā€

Lian Chen's eyelashes trembled slightly, he pursed his lips, and his voice was a little low, "I...... You can also wipe it yourself. ā€

This aggrieved tone really hit the heart of a certain immortal.

Qianwan soothed her eyebrows, and said in a self-righteous and amiable tone, "Don't talk nonsense, reach out." ā€

I saw that the child lowered his head slightly, slowly moved his hand from the quilt, the mottled scars on the slender and white arms were a little hideous, faintly bleeding, and there were a few bright red marks that were newly added, in that dark and dirty corner.

Qianwan took a cotton swab from the bedside, dipped it in ointment, and applied it gently and evenly to those wounds, for fear of hurting the child.

Looking at the person who was concentrating on applying medicine to himself, Lian Chen slowly bit his lip flap, trying his best to restrain his emotions, and the wound that was originally not painful began to sting for some reason.

Like a needle prick, there is a kind of stinging pain.

Sensing that a warm liquid had fallen on the back of his hand, Qianwan's hand smeared with medicine, looked at the child who was biting his lip and teary eyes, and paused a little crampedly, "Xiao Chen, did I hurt you?" ā€

Lian Chen was stunned, realizing that he was crying, and shook his head in a little panic, "No, it's not." ā€

As soon as he spoke, his tears fell uncontrollably, as if he wanted to pour out all the grievances, humiliations, and sufferings he had suffered before.

Sure enough, it's still a milk doll......

Thinking of this milk doll's experience since childhood, and seeing the tearful appearance of her eyes now, Qianwan sighed slightly in her heart, put the ointment on the table, and wiped the tears on Lian Chen's face with her fingertips, "Xiao Chen, no one can bully you in the future." ā€

Lian Chen's body shook, and the hand on the soft quilt slowly clenched, and the next moment he felt that he was being held in his arms.

"Sister......" Lian Chen said in a low voice, the tip of his nose lingered with a familiar and unfamiliar cold fragrance, and finally couldn't hide his emotions, and grabbed her clothes lightly, "I'm afraid ......"

I'm afraid that you will leave me again, afraid of this warmth, only this time.

I'm scared, I'm dreaming.

This milk doll is crying like this, what should she do?

The expression of a certain fairy was a little embarrassed, and he followed the reassuring action in the memory of the original owner, stretched out his hand, afraid of touching the injury on the back of the doll, and moved up again, and gave him a smooth hair.

I didn't expect this touch to be particularly wonderful, and a certain immortal missed the wolf dog guarding the door of the temple.

Sirius-kun: ...... Brother is so mighty, domineering, handsome and chic, /(愒o愒)/~~

Lian Chen cried on his stomach for a while, until his eyes were swollen like a bun, and then his voice gradually turned off. Thinking that he had been crying in front of his sister for so long, he looked up a little embarrassed, and happened to see the person who touched him with a doting face (?). The expression seemed to be injected with a warm current in my heart.

"Sister......

The corners of Lian Chen's mouth rose, a pair of eyes shone brightly, his little arms tightened around Qianwan's lean waist, and his voice was unstoppably pleasant.