Stuart felt a burst of warmth in his lower abdomen, and the pain was pressed down a lot, but he was still distended.
She doesn't want to talk. She closes her eyes, grabs the quilt, and quietly shrinks in the white duvet. She cuts off the edge of her body. She looks like cotton. She can't help but make people want to rub it.
As a matter of fact, Wang haochang did that. He usually felt very restrained. But when he saw Stuart lying there, he didn't know which tendon was pulling, but he didn't hold down his desire. He stretched out his hand and rubbed her head. He didn't know what to do in the light of her startled eyes, but he pretended to be calm and drew back his hand "Your hair is in a mess. I'll help you with it."
As a matter of principle, a young lady like her should not be so self abased emotionally. But I don't know why. She just decided that Wang haochang didn't really treat himself. The reason why he still endured contact with himself was to cope with the marriage between the two families.
Stuart coughed twice, awkwardly jumped over the topic and went straight to the topic: "are you so good to me in order to cope with the pressure of my family and my grandfather? Are you tired?"
Wang haochang sighed helplessly, so he had to stand up again, pulled a single sofa from the side, and sat down in front of the bed: "this will not stop you from breathing fresh air, will it?"
If a person is nervous and even speaks incoherently and crudely, Sturman is a typical nervous person.
But Stuart magnified his approach infinitely. She shrunk back like a subconscious resistance, and said, "you, don't sit here. Sit on the sofa. You're sitting here to block my breath of fresh air."
This time, he did it by no means on purpose, or made it naturally. He was unfamiliar with Stuart.
"Well, you ask." Wang haochang sat down beside her bed, a little closer to her.
Wang haochang saw the complicated look on her face and guessed that the next question she would ask was not easy to answer. Otherwise, she would not hesitate for so long to ask any question.
After struggling in her heart for a long time, she decided to ask.
"Wang haochang, I have a question for you."
Stuart glanced up without any trace, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the obvious bloodstain on Wang haochang's white suit. She immediately felt that something was blocking her heart and she felt uncomfortable.
The atmosphere between them fell into a strange silence, and no one spoke again.
Stuart closed his eyes and knew that he was fooling himself, but now the man's behavior was more and more elusive to her. What did he think in his heart?
Hearing this, Wang haochang was stunned. From the beginning to the end, he didn't have such an idea. Even he couldn't understand why Stuart was always so resistant to himself. He even suspected that Stuart was not interested in himself at all.
But if that's the case, when she's dating herself, she occasionally shows her daughter's shyness and shyness, and doesn't seem to pretend After a long time, it turned out that it was because of this that I kept a close distance with myself.
After thinking about this, Wang haochang was relieved. He was like lifting the last layer of gauze on situ man's body. He could see her inside clearly, and he knew how to apply the right medicine to the case and took her down.