Chapter 131

After eating, Ji Qing cleaned up the dishes and went back to the room to take a shower. It was already seven o'clock in the evening.

After thinking for a while, she went out to the hall and saw that Gu Jishen was still working, so she walked slowly to him and sat down.

She sat beside him quietly without disturbing him, and she would ask him again when he was done.

As everyone knows, Gu Jishen, who was concentrating on his work, could no longer concentrate on his work when he smelled Ji Qing's exclusive scent.

Gu Jishen's throat was dry, and his voice was low and hoarse: "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to sit and not disturb your work." Ji Qing's voice was soft.

Gu Jishen's throat became even more dry, his eyes were glued to the computer all the time, but he said to Ji Qing next to him: "You will disturb my work here."

Ji Qing blinked lightly: "But I didn't say anything, just treat me as air..."

"I don't want to say it a second time!" Gu Jishen's voice was low.

Why did she feel that Gu Jishen seemed to be restraining something?

Ji Qing didn't understand, her eyes flickered: "I'm very good, I won't disturb you."

Gu Jishen's brow revealed a trace of impatience, he got up quickly, and strode towards the master bedroom.

Ji Qing was left with a masked face.

what happened to him?

Why did you leave? She still has something to say to him.

Besides, even if you want to leave, you have to take the computer with you...

Thinking about it, Ji Qing picked up the computer he had abandoned, and ran to his bedroom with a "deng deng deng".

The light in the room was very dark, the curtains were still drawn, and the lights were not turned on.

There was the sound of water in the bathroom.

Ji Qing looked puzzled, he left in a hurry just to come back to take a shower?

She didn't doubt for too long, put down the computer and left the room.

He went back to his room, closed the door, sat on the bed, and hugged his knees with his hands.

There was a hint of sadness on her face, and her eye sockets were moist.

Why did you lie to her?

He was her favorite father, she trusted him so much, but he lied to her.

Ji Qing's eyes fell down in disappointment, her nose was sour, and she felt very uncomfortable.

She is really suffering now...

She couldn't control it and cried out.

"Whoa...why are you doing this to me..."

Gu Jishen, who had just taken a shower, saw the unrecovered computer on the hall in his bedroom, and he knew that she had brought it back.

When he walked to her bedroom, he heard her cry, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and his heart throbbed.

Why does she cry and he feels uncomfortable?

Gu Ji pursed his lips deeply, took the key and opened the door.

The person on the bed stopped crying suddenly, and looked towards the door in astonishment.

He just glanced at this, and his eyebrows frowned even tighter.

What could make her cry like this?

Is it because you ran out of Ji's house crying and sad two days ago?

He put away his thoughts, strode up to her, sat down for a while, and said in a magnetic voice, "Why are you crying?"

Ji Qing bit her lower lip tightly and said nothing.

Gu Jishen raised his hand, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a low voice, "Okay, don't cry."

Such a gentle Gu Jishen made her unable to react for a while.

However, Gu Jishen like this is really heartwarming...

Her tears flowed uncontrollably again.

Gu Jishen's face darkened, and his brows frowned even tighter: "Why are you crying again?"

Ji Qing's vision was already blurred, the more Gu Jishen spoke, the louder she cried.

Gu Ji was in a hurry. Seeing her crying like this, he was at a loss, so he could only coax her in a low voice, "Okay...don't cry..."

He has never coaxed anyone, so he can only say these few words.

He knew his words were of no avail.

Gu Jishen raised his hand and gently pressed her head into his arms. He was afraid that his cold voice would scare her, so he tried hard to make his voice less indifferent than usual, and his voice was more gentle: "Okay, Stop crying, good boy."

The more tender he was, the harder she cried.