Chapter 2056

Leng Shutong had expected to be close to him for many years, but he was shy when he realized his wish.

She looked at the shoes that Han Yunting was carrying. She reached out and whispered, "give me the shoes."

Han Yunting didn't answer. He still held her shoes in one hand and her legs in the other. He asked: "since I went back to see Xize, now I believe what I said?"

"Well... I don't believe you. I just want to go back and say hello to him. I can't leave at once!"

This explanation made Han Yunting's tangled emotions disappear in an instant.

He raised his eyes to look ahead, thin lips slightly hook, "is he really your fiance?"

"How can it be!" Leng Shutong denied with a smile and told Han Yunting the truth about his relationship with Xi Ze.

When the voice was settled, the radian of his mouth became lighter and lighter. "Is it really just brother and sister?"

Leng Shutong bit the corner of his mouth and gently put his chin on his shoulder. "Of course, it's true. I can't hold him in my heart."

Han Yunting slightly side head, and her cheek close at hand, knowingly asked: "that your heart can hold who?"

Leng Shutong smiles but does not speak. He just leans on his shoulder and depicts his side face with his eyes.

Her heart, only one person, named Han Yunting.

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About 20 minutes later, Han Yunting went back to the hotel with Leng Shutong on his back.

He reopened the two suites. As soon as he entered, Leng Shutong twisted on him twice, "let me down!"

No matter how light her weight is, she must be tired after walking all the way. What's more, he still has injuries.

Leng Shutong struggled to slide down from behind him, stepped on the carpet, and inadvertently frowned.

"Sit down and I'll give you medicine!"

Han Yunting looked at her toes and said, then turned around and went to the cupboard near the entrance to look for the medicine box.

Leng Shutong looked down at himself, while he did not pay attention, quickly into the bathroom.

She ran all the way. Her feet were very dirty. At least she had to clean them.

After a while, they went back to the living room one after another.

When Han Yunting saw Leng Shutong limping back, his eyes fell on her slippers and feet, and he was not pleased, "don't you sit and wait for me?"

Leng Shutong glanced at him and said nothing.

After sitting down, she did not immediately look at the man in front of her, even if he still had injuries on his face, but did not damage his beauty.

Han Yunting unhurriedly opened the medicine box, hesitated to look at the disinfectant alcohol and Iodophor in it, "which one to use first?"

He didn't have the experience of treating other people's wounds. Even though he saw Leng Shutong's technique in the afternoon, he just looked at her and didn't notice which bottle to use first.

Hearing this, Leng Shutong laughed, pointed to iodophor and said, "use this. It's mild and won't hurt."

Han Yunting picked up the iodophor, dipped it in a cotton swab, and then wiped it around the wound attentively.

For fear of hurting her during the period, Han Yunting also breathed gently from time to time.

Such a delicate and gentle move, Leng Shutong's eyes rippled layer upon layer.

Her feet were covered with wounds of different depths.

Although Han Yunting's eyes were calm, his heart was surging.

What kind of faith supported her to come back to him barefoot?

Just because you like it?

In the past seven years, she didn't respond. How did she persist?

Han Yunting can't find an answer to these questions.

But there seems to be a voice in his mind telling him that if he really wants to know, it's better to try to open his heart, maybe to find out.

Closed for a long time of emotion, after meeting Leng Shutong, there is a desire to vent.