Chapter 142: Uncle ...... Don't leave......
"I'll find someone to take her home, you can take care of her for the time being."
After that, he started the car.
In the car, Bo Qing looked at the drunk woman next to him, and his guilt inexplicably welled up in his heart.
It's that he's too impulsive!
Lin Jinan whispered intermittently, "Uncle...... Uncle ......"
It is said that there are thoughts during the day and dreams at night, which means that you miss someone.
So, what is the name that is shouted when you are drunk......
Looking at Lin Jinan's frowning little eyebrows, muttering little mouth, and uncomfortable expression, his heart tightened together.
He was angry that she was drinking, that she didn't take care of her body, but now, when he thinks about it, it's all because of himself...... He couldn't get angry, his heart was full of distress......
The car drove to the Bo family's old house unconsciously.
After parking the car, Bo Qing picked up Lin Jinan and walked to the hall-
The headlights of the car shone brightly, illuminating the entire courtyard, and I saw Steward Wu rushing over.
"Young Master, why did you come back so late?"
Because Bo Qing often goes on missions, Steward Wu, who has watched him grow up since he was a child, is always worried about him!
The lights at night were dim, and Steward Wu opened his eyes carefully, and when he looked at it, Bo Qing was still holding his young lady in his arms!
"Miss, what's the matter?"
She hadn't been home for a long time, and this time she was full of alcohol, and Steward Wu was worried about her.
"It's nothing, it's just a dinner with a colleague and some drinks."
Knowing that Steward Wu was worried, he explained lightly, and Steward Wu hurriedly hurried in front and went to open the door.
Lin Jinan has never come back to live since he moved out, but the room has always been cleaned by a servant, and the furnishings inside are still the same as before.
Bo Qing put Lin Jinan on the bed lightly, "Make some of Miss's favorite breakfast tomorrow morning." β
I don't know if she is doing well in the days she has lived outside, whether she has eaten well, and it is good to come back once and eat a meal at home.
Obviously, he brought people back.
If the person is sober, will he come back honestly with him?
The moonlight shone into the room without fear, reflecting on her delicate little face, and suddenly her brows furrowed slightly.
Bo Qing realized something, got up and prepared to draw the curtains.
Suddenly!
A pair of small, cold hands grabbed his wrists.
"Don't go...... Brother-in-law...... Don't leave me alone, I'm afraid ......" A tear slipped from the end of his eye, wetting his sideburns on both sides.
Bo Qing's wrist was grabbed and stiffened there.
I don't know what the girl dreamed of in her dreams, why she kept crying in her dreams......
"Uncle...... Don't leave...... Don't go......" said intermittently.
ββ¦β¦ Okay, I'm not leaving...... If you don't go, I'll be here with you. Bo Qing clenched the cold little hands, leaned over and sat down, looking at her distressedly.
Those cold little hands seemed to penetrate directly into his heart.
Holding those cold little hands, he put them to his lips, exhaling, and helping her warm her hands.
One didn't pay attention, and two thin lips were attached to her little hand.
The muscles and bones are distinct, and her hands are so cold-
There is a hint of melancholy underneath his eyes.
Sorry, girl......
It's because you don't think well enough and make you uncomfortable......
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Ji Nuan was half-leaning on the sofa and sleeping steadily, but Zhan Ying sat aside a little embarrassed.
Let him go to the knife mountain and enter the sea of fire, but only taking care of women is his death hole.