Chapter 529

His brow was wrinkled. When he reflected his present mood, his face was stiff and a little angry.

How nervous she is!

Looking at the obvious banter look in the man's eyes, Chang Cong is more and more annoyed, and the whole person's breath is somewhat impetuous, but she has not noticed this abnormality.

"Cong Cong's elder sister is a fool. She even hurt herself. Xiao Conghua won't fall down."

The little guy over there didn't notice the strange atmosphere and silent eye contact between them. He was still criticizing his sister gruel seriously.

Chang Cong: it's more embarrassing.

Because just that a reduplicative sound, is the little guy talking about his porridge sister, just by Feng Tingmo's smile sound a interrupt, it is ignored in the past.

Two people's voices ring at the same time, why Feng Tingmo laughs is very obvious.

It's obviously because of the chain reaction caused by his lie... Chang Cong has the heart to refute, but he's really embarrassed to expose himself.

So that this will listen to the little guy's criticism, some embarrassed but unable to refute.

Can only look at the side of the man's joking look, he sullen, but also take into account the side looking at the little guy, for a moment quite helpless.

Feng Ting Mo didn't speak either, just stood by the bed, looking at the big one and the small one on the bed, big eyes staring at small eyes.

Obviously, the woman is now out of a very helpless state. Looking at Xiao Conghua's eyes, it seems that she wants to say something, but she didn't say it in the end. She looks like she can't do it, and he is in a happy mood.

"Sister porridge!"

Looking at Chang Cong ignoring himself, the little guy was even more worried. He called out directly and shook his hand in front of Chang Cong in an attempt to attract her attention.

In fact, it's not because I don't know what to say. After all, the reasons have been given out.

Although she thought it was a bit stupid, she had already said it, so there was no room for her to turn around.

As a result, I don't know if the little guy's action is too big, and the Kung Fu of waving his hands is directly small, and his body tilts toward the bed.

"Ah..."

Shallot flower just had time to scream, the whole small body straight to the bed.

"Be careful."

The present situation makes Chang Cong surprised. Subconsciously, he reaches out his hand to pick up the small scallions, while the man standing by the bed has a deep look in his eyes, and instantly reaches out his hand to pick up the small scallions.

Little guy, I'm afraid it's silly. He closed his eyes directly, but the pain didn't come.

"Eh..."

Shallot flower finally found where not quite right, covering the eyes of the small hand quietly dodged a small crack.

Xiaoconghua naturally did not fall down, because she was caught by two hands at the same time, yes, two pairs.

One pair came from Chang Cong, which was closer to her, and the other came from Feng Tingmo, who was standing behind her.

"Hoo, I'm scared to death."

Realizing that he didn't fall to the ground, the little guy gave a long sigh of relief. His eyes were bent into crescent moon with a smile. He was also big hearted. He almost fell to the ground just now. It would recover so quickly.

"Thank you, sister Cong, thank you Baba."

The little guy said thanks with a smile, and didn't feel anything wrong.

In addition, it will be more embarrassing.

Just worried that the little guy fell down, so the reaction is very quick to reach out and want to catch the small scallion.

I didn't expect that the little guy didn't look very fat, but his body was still very fleshy. With the strength of falling, the wrist of Chang Cong was still injured, so he couldn't bear the little guy's body.

At this time, a pair of big hands covered the back of her hands, just wrapped her two hands. Before Chang Cong could react, he felt that the little guy in his hand had stopped falling.

Look up, just to the man's deep vision, in addition to Feng Ting Mo who else.

The man's vision is deep. One can't help sinking at a glance. I don't know if it's the illusion of Chang Cong. The temperature of the place where two hands meet gradually rises, which almost makes Chang Cong shrink.

It's just that the top is pressed by the little guy, and the bottom is wrapped by Feng Tingmo's hand. She has no place to escape.

It wasn't until the little guy made a sound that the ambiguous atmosphere was broken.

"Is xiaoconghua OK?"

Chang Cong suddenly regained his mind and suppressed his fluctuating emotions as soon as possible. Nevertheless, his face was tinged with some blush. I don't know if he was infected by the temperature in his hand.

"Xiaoconghua is OK."

Xiaoconghua smiles sweetly, indicating that there is nothing wrong with her.

"Eh, sister porridge, why are you blushing?"

The little guy stretched out his hand and touched Chang Cong's cheek, which was very hot.

Often porridge: originally will press down the red halo, more red.

Feel the man's gaze, often porridge porridge only feel that the whole body has risen to a heat, burning her don't know what to do, instinctively want to escape.

He tried to draw back his hand, trying to stay away from the man. The closer he got to him, Chang felt more and more uncomfortable.

At first, she didn't pull it back. She felt that the man's hand on the back of her hand seemed to have suction. She frowned and looked at the man. She suspected that the man was intentional.

But the man has now returned to a state of expressionless, can't see what's wrong, let often gruel can't help but doubt is his illusion.

Biting his lip, he made more efforts and pulled his hand back. Now the man didn't seem to stop him any more. The process was smooth.

"Hiss..."

Only after taking it back, can I feel the pain of my wrist.

Yes, just in my mind, I didn't have time to respond, so I went to pick up the little guy, for fear that she would fall. In fact, even if the little guy really fell to the ground, it wouldn't hurt much.

Because the floor was covered with thick blankets, but just after the incident, there was no time to think so much, so Chang Cong just stretched out his hand.

Her wrist is still injured. She can't exert herself at all. The doctor told her again and again, but she just forgot all about it.

This will come back, the pain on the hand suddenly hit, so that often gruel can't help but cry out.

When I realize what's wrong, the little scallion over there has already found out.

"Ah, sister porridge, your wrist!"

Originally, the little guy was in Feng Tingmo's arms when he took back his hand. This is what he calculated at the beginning, but he didn't think of his wrist accident.

Hearing the cry of Chang Cong's pain, the little guy turned his head subconsciously.