President's Female Match 05-Crying Puppy

She got off work in the evening, entered the underground parking lot, opened the car door and was about to go up, when she received a voice message on the platform.

She clicked on it and answered it with bluetooth. It was a message from her privately hired subordinate. He said: 'Song Mingxi went to school to find him. , Less than ten minutes before and after, Song Mingxi left first, and he stayed for half an hour before leaving. ’

'I see. ' She replied to the voice message the same way.

After a while, the other party sent a short voice over again. 'This person has a problem, it is recommended that we handle it. ’

'Need not. ' She started the car.

'Don't worry about raising tigers, women are easy to be emotional, beware of losing both people and wealth. ’

She stared coldly at the avatar who sent the message, wondering who the idiot who contacted her this time, spoke in such a rude tone, and replied to him: 'You don't want to pay this month's money, do you? ’

The other party responded immediately, like a formalized reply: 'I will help you keep staring at him, please rest assured, OVER. ’

She thought about it and said to him: 'If that fool does stupid things again, give him a little warning, as long as he is not seriously injured or disabled, I will take care of everything. ’

Then, without waiting for his reply, she quickly added: 'I'm talking about Song Mingxi! ’

She drove on the road, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and she couldn't help but scolded: 'There are so many idiots in this world that there is no room for normal people to live! ’

She returned to the apartment, and the nanny stood at the entrance waiting for her return, with a worried look on her face.

'It's weird that he came back in the afternoon, and he didn't even speak to him. His eyes were red, and he seemed to cry. He didn't eat two bites of dinner before he went back to his room. ’

She frowned.

‘Don’t worry, I remember watching it every 15 minutes, it’s okay, he’s just drawing. ’ The nanny was afraid that she would think she was not careful, so she quickly explained.

'I know, it's fine, just leave it to me next. ' She patted the nanny on the shoulder and told her to leave first.

She pushed open the door of the studio and saw that he was painting with his back to her. She stood silently behind him until he turned to refill the paint and did not find her.

‘Sister Ting, you are back! Why don't you call me, I'm so busy drawing in the afternoon that I don't have time. ' His voice line was trying very hard to pretend that nothing had happened, but the slightly hoarse voice and the redness and swelling of his eye sockets revealed his abnormality.

She stared at his red and swollen eye sockets, to this extent, it was extremely uncomfortable.

She stepped forward, ignoring that he was wearing a waterproof vest with paint on his body, hugged his waist from behind, and asked him very intimately. 'What subject do you paint? ’

Her eyes touched the drawing board, the large warm and comfortable goose yellow, and the lively and bright warm colors looked very healing.

He is good at painting this kind of fairy tale healing style with a childlike innocence. Like others, he is soft and innocent and yearns for sunshine.

'A very pure and comfortable painting, what do you name it? ' She looked sideways at him, pretending not to notice his red eyes.

'Companionship, I named it companionship. ' He spoke in a hoarse voice, as if he hadn't come out of a trough.

'Nice name. ' She complimented it and said to him: 'Go take a shower and eat with me! ’

He nodded obediently, followed behind her and left the studio. Before leaving, he looked back at the painting, his innocent eyes narrowed slightly, and a vague emotion flashed in his eyes.

She followed him into the bathroom, pressed him against the wall, pulled his head close to her, and kissed him forcefully. 'What are you hiding from me? What are you feeling guilty about, afraid of? tell me! ' She bit his earlobe, whispering.

He endured her gnawing and pulling without making a sound in pain. When she asked him, there was water in his eyes. I don't know if it was the water sprayed by the shower or his tears, which were crystal clear and pitiful. ‘Sister Ting, I don’t know what you are talking about, I… I don’t. ’

As if afraid of her anger and disappointment, he hurriedly said: 'Sister Ting, I will obey you obediently, I will be obedient, don't leave me, don't dump me, okay? ’

She sucked and kissed the liquid that slipped from his eyes, before returning to him for a long time: 'Be good, I won't leave.’