But… what can she do.
What should be rejected, she refused.
She has been trying her best to keep the distance that should be kept.
Huo tingshen is a good man. Is she going to hurt him because of these hatreds that have nothing to do with her?
Why would she want to hurt someone who treats her well?
Biting my lips tenderly: “brother, I won’t be with Huo tingshen, so don’t talk about hatred, and don’t say that he approached me for a purpose. He didn’t hurt me. I’m a little tired, so I’ll go back first.”
She turned around, and Bai Nancheng grabbed her wrist: “I’ll see you off.”
Shaking his head tenderly: “I’ll go by myself.”
She pulled her wrist away and walked away.
Bai Nancheng breathed out, he turned and went into the room, Bai Yue had already gone upstairs.
He walked up to Bai Antai: “Don’t introduce those rubbish to Xiaoqing again, otherwise, I will clean them up one by one. Dad, this is the last time I warn you, Xiaoqing, no one is allowed to touch me.”
After he finished speaking, he turned indifferently and went upstairs.
Yes, Xiaoqing belongs to him.
No one can touch, no one can.
Back downstairs in the community with warmth, she looked at the place where Huo tingshen always parked in the past, stood blankly for three minutes, and then turned and went upstairs.
In the past, she didn’t want him to appear because she wanted to keep a distance from him.
But now, she was very sad, and she wanted to see him very much.
Because his embrace is really warm.
She squatted down slowly, put her arms around herself, and fantasized that someone was hugging her and comforting her.
In the bag, the phone buzzed and vibrated.
Take off the bag tenderly, and take out the mobile phone in the room.
Seeing the words “Third Young Master of the Landlord’s House” flashing on the screen of the mobile phone.
There was an unconscious arc on her lips, and she immediately picked up the phone.
The mobile phone was connected suddenly, Huo Ting looked at it in disbelief, and it was really connected.
He didn’t speak, and there was no sound on the other end of the phone.
The two were silent for a long time, and Huo Ting said deeply, “where are you?”
“At the door of the house.”
“Just got home?”
“Um.”
“What’s wrong?”