Chapter Eighty-Six: How Much Does My Heart Hurt?
"Haobai, Aunt Zhai said you didn't eat, come out and eat some!" Luo Ziqing deliberately made her voice look pitiful.
For a long time, no sound came out of it, and Luo Ziqing couldn't help urging again: "Haobai~ Come out and eat something~ If you don't eat, you'll get sick!" ”
"Get out."
The smile on Luo Ziqing's face froze: "Haobai...... You ......"
"I told you to get out."
Luo Ziqing was so aggrieved that she was going to die, obviously she didn't do anything, why was Fang Haobai angry? Luo Ziqing's nose was sour, and a tear slid down her cheek: "I understand." ”
She put the tray at Fang Haobai's door: "The rice still has to be eaten, I will put it at your door." With that, she ran into her room as fast as she could, locked the door, and then lay on the bed and cried.
She just came back in Mu Yuwei's car, why was he angry?! And...... And he actually murdered her! And cold to her! Woooooooooooooooo
Fang Haobai here leaned against the door, sat on the ground, his right leg bent, his hand on his knee, and heard Luo Ziqing crying in the room, and his heart ached for a while.
"At that time, the family car was next to me...... Why didn't you see it...... Or is he the only one you have in your eyes now? ”
When he watched her get into the Mu family's car, how much his heart hurt, did she know?
Wasn't she looking left and right before she got in the car? At that time, did she have him in her heart?
He's just too much to do with her! Let her not know to cherish!
But...... When he heard her crying, the pain in his heart was uncontrollable, and it suffocated him for a while.
When Fang Haobai heard the crying over there and gradually stopped, he opened the door and saw the food on the ground, he picked it up and touched it, the food was already cold, so he asked someone in the kitchen to deal with it, such a meal would definitely not be eaten, otherwise it would definitely be a few days of stomach trouble.
Fang Haobai quietly asked the housekeeper for the key to Luo Ziqing's room, and touched Luo Ziqing's room.
The light was still on, but Luo Ziqing was already crying tired and asleep, but she was still wearing the clothes she wore at school, with tears on her face, she was lying on the quilt, and she was restlessly stretching out half of her legs to hang in the air, so it would be cold to sleep.
Fang Haobai thought about it for a while and decided to help Luo Ziqing wash it.
He fetched warm water, scrubbed Luo Ziqing, and helped her wipe the tears on her face by the way, he didn't want to see the result of making Ziqing sad.
He carefully took off Luo Ziqing's clothes and changed her into comfortable pajamas, although he had already seen Luo Ziqing undressed once when Luo Ziqing was kidnapped before, but when he looked at it again, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
White skin, perfect protrusions, legs without a trace of fat, and waist without a grip......
He's a properly developed man!
There was a quick reaction below, and Fang Haobai quickly covered Luo Ziqing with the quilt and fled from the room.
He rushed into his room, ran into the private bathroom in the room, and without even taking off his clothes, he stood under the shower to make cold water.
After the reaction had subsided, he turned the water into heat, tossed his clothes aside, and let the water spill on him.
Thinking of Luo Ziqing's cry today, Fang Haobai couldn't help but feel distressed.
"Bastard!" Fang Haobai's hand slammed against the wall, he was scolding himself.