Fortunately, she did not leave, she was still with him, fortunately, everything is not too late, everything is in time
Some words, do not point out, two people understand each other's mind, each other's tacit understanding of the protection of each other's mind, this tacit understanding only they will understand, is the world that outsiders simply do not get involved.
Think rain eye view nose nose view heart, eye not see heart not vexed, pretend oneself in front of is air.
In fact, she found something wrong when she was dealing with the wound. The wound seemed strange, because it was not like a simple tear, but like a tear.
Generally, this kind of trace is caused either by external force or by one's own actions. Well, it's deliberately caused.
Obviously, it's impossible to strike with external force, because there are obviously only two people in the room.
Looking at the state of Chang Cong, we can know that she will never do anything to hurt her boss, so the option of external attack can be directly ruled out.
The remaining option is very interesting. Is it because our boss intentionally let his wound open in a large area?
Siyu felt that he might know something strange when he was in a trance. When he thought of the time when he was crying, his eldest brother's eyes flashed a wonderful color, and he became more convinced of the possibility of this thing.
Eighty percent of the time, the boss did it on purpose.
Siyu swallows. He thinks that men in love can't use common sense to speculate. What is this? Is it bitter?
My eldest brother is not a normal person's thinking, now it's OK. After meeting Chang Cong, it's even more abnormal. I don't see it at all.
Siyu did not dare to say his discovery, otherwise the boss would have to kill her!
Obviously, the boss did it on purpose. Obviously, it was out of Chang Cong. There was no other suspense. Siyu had to pretend that he didn't know anything.
Conscientiously deal with now because of the action of Feng Ting Mo wipe tears for Chang Cong, and some tears again.
Think of the mouth of the rain pulled pull, this day is really not a person.
Finally carefully handle the wound, Siyu is finally relieved.
"Is there a place to cook here?" Looking at Siyu's way of packing up, Chang Cong turns his head again, and the wound has been repainted.
There is no blood on the gauze that will be clean, and the place that just looked like blood and flesh has been completely invisible.
Even if it's out of sight, Chang Cong doesn't dare to look at it more, because even if it's covered, the flesh and blood dripping before will still appear in front of her eyes.
Every time I take a look at it, I feel a twinge in my heart. It's not obvious, but enough to attract her attention.
But often porridge had to stagger the line of sight, forced himself not to pay attention to this matter, the heart just reluctantly comfortable.
Feng Tingmo's clothes had been cut in a mess before. With the blood stains, it was obvious that he could not continue to wear them.
Under the command of Feng Tingmo, Chang Cong went to the next cubicle and took a new dress for Feng Tingmo. Obviously, in this state, Feng Tingmo could not dress himself.
Chang Cong is no affectation, even if the heart is a little shy, but obviously business is more important.
With the help of Chang Cong, Feng Tingmo put on a new dress.
Of course, the process of changing clothes is passing by for a while. In a word, looking at Feng Tingmo's muscles, Chang Cong is still unpromising, some blush, eyes flutter, and dare not see people.
It's not the first time I've seen it, but Chang Cong still feels very embarrassed. When he helps Feng Tingmo put on his clothes, his fingertips are all cocked up for fear that one might not notice to touch Feng Tingmo's skin.
I'm surprised to see that I miss the rain. This is the taste of love
It was only when she was dressed and everything was ready that Chang Cong was relieved. Siyu was just about to leave first. It was obvious that she was the most redundant in the room.
As a result, I heard the voice of Chang Cong again.
Siyu turned his head in surprise. He didn't know why, but he still replied: "there is a kitchen. There are all kinds of things in it. Only you can't think of it. There is nothing that can't be found here. It's designed by the boss."
Siyu said, while quite a small chest, said his boss, but to her proud bad, obviously or little fan sister no doubt.
In her eyes, her boss is the most powerful person. He is the most powerful person in everything he does.
"You designed it?" After listening to Siyu's words, Chang Cong's face was full of surprise. Looking at Feng Tingmo's expression, he was half surprised and half sighed. His small expression was extremely rich.
Obviously, Chang Cong's expression makes our president Feng very satisfied.
"Well." The reaction was mild. Obviously, our president Feng didn't think it was a great thing, but Chang Cong felt it was very powerful.
"It's amazing." This praise often porridge said is sincere, there is no sign of mixing water.
Although she hasn't visited the panorama yet, she just came to find Feng Tingmo and saw the corridor and the architectural design on both sides. She thought it was not an ordinary place.
She didn't know much about it, but just looking at it in front of her eyes, she felt that the building must not be simple.
I just thought that this was the place where the court was sealed, but I didn't expect that these designs were also written by this man.
This man, in the end, how many treasures she does not know! How can everything!
Chang Cong's eyes are bent into crescent shape with a smile. Looking at Feng Tingmo, his eyes are full of smiles.
"I've found a treasure!" Chang Cong didn't even think about it, so this sentence came out directly.
People who have never been able to speak, Leng Buding said so can be called sweet words, the parties did not notice anything wrong, but Feng Tingmo's eyes flashed a light.
Looking at Chang Cong's sight is burning.
And often gruel also just after the reaction, he just didn't pay attention, said something, the whole person's face instantly red up.
The atmosphere heated up for a time.
Silently behind, I paid attention to the whole process of thinking about rain
Who is she? Where is she? What is she doing?
Why did Chang Cong stop her just now! Siyu is crazy in her heart. She can't be too superfluous here, OK! She's so tired of being sweet! Help!