Chapter 2672

She can't help but grasp Xiao Fengting's fingers that fall on the sofa. The cold touch is reminiscent of sculpture. She can't imagine how the cold Xiao Fengting feels.

She pulled the blanket from the sofa and put it on the man's shoulder. Then she sighed silently and sat on the sofa looking at the void.

He wasn't a good father or a good lover, but she didn't want him to die like this.

She didn't want him to die because of her.

She didn't want to bear his death. She didn't want a person in the world to die for her.

She thought of Tang Tang Tang, who died under Gong Heng gun, and Xiao Fengting, who was gradually cold and dull. I didn't kill Boren, but he died because of me.

Her palms were cold, and Xiao Fengting's cold hands made her feel cold.

She took a breath of the chilly spring air, and felt the chill in her chest.

Tang Ning and Xia Ling are chatting. They don't know where they are. Tang Qing sits on the sofa and waits for a long time, but the two women don't come back. They don't know when the two guys who don't seem to pay are so good.

Xiao Fengting sleep quality is very good, but sleep is very short, only an hour, on the quiet to wake up.

Seeing her sitting on the edge of the sofa, he seemed very happy. He hooked her little thumb and whispered, "I'm hungry."

Tang Qing took a look at him. There were red marks on his face after he fell asleep. He looked a little silly.

She stood up. "I'll ask what else is left in the kitchen."

Xiao Fengting hooked her little finger and refused to let her go. Her voice was lazy: "no, you can ask them to get some snacks. Lunch time is coming. I'll just have something to eat. You're sitting here with me. You're not allowed to go anywhere. "

When his tone is soft, it is a bit like his taste of another personality, but the strong way of speaking makes it easy to distinguish their differences.

Tang Qing didn't say anything. He just asked the maid who was waiting for her to come out with some sweet scented osmanthus cake from the kitchen. "

" yes. "

When the order went down, Xiao Fengting scratched her palm and said, "I don't like sweet food. I want to eat something else."

I'm so picky when I'm critically ill. "

Tang Qing patted off his hand and looked down at him:" I love to eat. "

The man hummed softly, moved his eyes, and complained in a low voice: "it's not gentle at all..."

Tang listened and took a hard look at him. The man grinned at her as if nothing had happened. He put his finger on her thumb and played with her right hand, as if her hand was a very interesting toy.

Tang Qing was speechless by his boredom.

She took her hand out of his palm and put it in front of his eyes and shook it: "is it fun?"

Xiao Fengting put her head on the armrest of the sofa, staring at her delicate jade hand, and nodded: "fun."

She gave him a hard pat on the head: "do you think you are a cat? Or is my hand a cat stick? "

"You don't play for me anywhere else. What's wrong with my hand?"

Tang Qing glared at him, wondering how he could say such a brazen thing with such a face.

The man laughs low, please hold her hand, kiss on the back of her hand, look at her eyes like with a small hook, eye wave flow is attractive.