Chapter 75

He was very bad. His leg was crushed by the stone slab. It hurt so much that something seemed to pierce his flesh and blood.

A string of ethereal English songs sounded. The little girl only sang one sentence, then stopped and asked, "is it nice?"

He didn't even answer.

Especially when his leg is pierced by something and pressed on a stone slab, which is very likely to cause disability, I want to be crazy to hear the child's energetic and heartless singing!

He came to do public welfare, he spent a lot of money for the orphanage, but in the end, the earthquake, stone plate pressure is him, steel stab is him, the poor child is intact, even in the mood to sing entertainment.

How ironic?

But her voice is very soft and sweet, a love song, she hummed out a bit childlike fun.

Gradually, he forgot how painful the leg injury was and how long they were buried in this place where they couldn't see their fingers.

Angry at God's injustice, and comforted by the little girl's singing, he finally insisted on the rescue team.

But when he woke up from the hospital, he knew that the child had died because of the delay in rescue.

He felt guilty, regretted, and even thought that if he went back to the ruins, he would talk to her instead of listening to her singing coldly, and let her pour all the energy in her little body to save a cold and selfish hypocrite in her bones.

Maybe she's a little angel from God?

In the next 11 years, the warlords suffered from business setbacks, and were framed by competitors. Every time they were at a low ebb, they would think of songs in the dark.

And now, the little angel who doesn't remember her face overlaps with the face of the secretary.

The man slowly breathed out a breath, the lingering cold air of death gradually dissipated, he suddenly began to look forward to the future life.

The video conference lasted two and a half hours.

At the end, Zhan Qingxiao came out of the meeting room and saw a group of cat like figures at the door. The girl squatted on the ground with her arms around her knees, as if she had been waiting to fall asleep. Her face full of collagen was squeezed out of shape, and there was some bright saliva around her mouth.

You're drooling?

There was a trace of helplessness in Zhan Qingxiao's eyes. He squatted in front of the girl and scraped the saliva off the corner of her mouth.

The thick cocoon of the fingertip rubs the skin red, and the Secretary picks up Xiumei and wakes up, "hmm? Is it over? "

Seeing the man squatting in front of her and admiring her sleeping face, she was sleepy and confused.

"Why are you sleeping here? Isn't it cold when the air conditioning temperature is so low? "

"Not bad."

Si yie holds the wall and wants to stand up, but she doesn't think that because she squats too long, her legs have completely lost consciousness. When she is dark, she falls into the man's arms.

Battle engine owl quick reaction, the girl fell over the moment, suddenly shot, micro support her waist.

Only then did she realize that she might be a little bit cold, because in contrast, the man's body temperature was very high, which made her skin stand up with goose bumps.

"Sorry, my legs are numb..."

She blushed like a tomato, which was too embarrassing.

It was said last night that they wanted to chase you, but it's OK to throw yourself in arms twice today?

Obviously, for the war engine owl, this can't be better. His Phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his mood seemed very happy. "Understand, do you need me to hold you?"

"No No need! "

"All right."

A question and answer, the man has taken the initiative to release his arm around her hand, toward a step back.

As a result, it can be imagined that, because her legs were numb, she suddenly lost her support and was immediately affected by the gravity, and took the initiative to rush towards the battle engine owl.

Si Yie

When Si yie's face was against the man's strong chest muscle, she was almost ready to cry.

"It seems that I still need to hold it."

A whirl of the sky, the Department of love again by the man to hold up.

Wu face, a day has been held three times!

Does it seem that she is too easy to chase?