1281 If you continue to cry, I can only kiss you
Her eyes were already blurred by her tears, and all ruan Mengmeng could see was a black car parked in front of her.
She stopped in her tracks and was about to walk around when the car door was opened.
A tall figure stepped out of the car. When he saw the girl whose eyes were as red as a rabbit’s, the man did not hesitate to open his arms and hug her tightly.
The sudden hug, the warm and stable arm-the girl who was covered in thorns and wanted to push the stranger away a moment ago, felt the familiar cold aura and strangely became gentle.
Her small hand grabbed the lower hem of his coat tightly, and she raised her tear-blurred face. “Li Zhengrong, li junyu Zhengrong.”
It’s him. He’s here.
She had so many things to say, so many grievances, so many things she wanted to confide in.
However, in the presidential palace, she couldn’t blame her grandfather. The president’s back was hunched with guilt, so she couldn’t bear to blame him.
She couldn’t tell anyone else about her family background and everything about her … If she had to find someone in this world to confide in, it was this man in front of her.
yes, I’m here. I’m here. seeing the teary eyes of the woman he loved, his heart was wrenched.
Li junyu hugged her tightly, pressing the young girl’s petite body into his embrace.
He had seen the girl fighting a bloody battle at the awards ceremony and felt uneasy, so he had specially come over.
And now, li junyu was glad that he had come.
Otherwise, no one would be able to give his girl a safe hug when she walked alone on the road, crying.
be good. If you want to cry, cry. I’ll be with you. The man’s broad and slender palm gently patted her back, and his expression was one of careful care and care.
The young girl clutched the man’s clothes tightly. Her eyes were already filled with tears, and her face was full of grievances.
When she heard li junyu’s low and gentle voice, all the pent-up frustration that she had not been able to vent in the President’s House exploded in this familiar embrace and this man’s soft coaxing.
“Wow … Wuwuwuwuwuwu!”
Ruan Mengmeng could not hold it in any longer. She wrapped her arms around li junyu’s neck and buried her little face in his shoulder.
Her tears wet the collar of his suit, and her snot was still stuck on his shirt.
Li junyu, on the other hand, acted as if nothing had happened and did not care about it at all. Instead, he gently coaxed ruan Mengmeng when she was so engrossed in crying that she could not control herself, and carried her into the car.
To li junyu, the fact that ruan Mengmeng could hug him and cry, and rub her tears and snot on him, meant that the sky was going to rain red, and the sun was going to rise from the West.
In the past, li junyu, who was obsessed with cleanliness and hated trouble, would probably not have thought of this.
One day, he, the great young master Li, would actually have the hope of being troubled by someone and being hugged by someone who would not let go.
When he rubbed his collar with tears and snot, not only was he not angry or annoyed, he even felt lucky-lucky that his Mengmeng only knew how to cry in his arms.
Fortunately, when she was in a bad mood, she would open up to him.
……
He did not know how long he hugged her for, but when ruan Mengmeng’s mournful cries gradually weakened and turned into soft sobs,
“Be good, don’t cry. You won’t be pretty if you cry.” He was not good at coaxing people, but he had only coaxed ruan Mengmeng.
He hated women who cried, but his Mengmeng’s tears made his heart throb.
However, although the young girl did not continue to cry, she still bit her lip and continued to cry silently.
Looking at the young girl’s almond-shaped eyes that were stained with sparkling tears, a sadness that was unwilling to speak of flashed past.
[update complete. See you tomorrow night at 8 O ‘clock ~]
