Gong Ou gave her a paint-dipped brush and hugged her legs to support herself. He then pressed his fingers against the inside of her thighs through her pants.
Shi Xiaonian uneasily moved her body.
Gong Ou’s eyebrows knitted even tighter.
“Can you do it?”
“I’m fine.” Shi Xiaonian said weakly as she continued to draw on the wall. Her hand was wrapped around his neck as she suddenly sighed and said softly, “Gong Ou, I like being carried by you.”
She liked this sense of security.
“…”
“Huh?”
“If we let the old Gong Ou return, would you be happier than you are now?” Gong Ou asked, his voice low.
“Why do you hate me so much?”
Gong Ou continued to ask.
“I don’t dislike the current you, Gong Ou. But do you know, you have loved me like that for so many years, I was originally prepared to love you until my death.” Shi Xiaonian drew the kite, coughed a few more times, and continued after a long while, “But you just came back like that, like a different person.”
“Gong Ou, can you give me some time?” Shi Xiaonian said softly, “Give me time, maybe I can do it well.”
Maybe she could fall in love with this character that was completely different from what she had been before. Maybe she could live by his thoughts, be a rich lady who wouldn’t bother him, and stay home.
“Yes, I finished it.” Shi Xiaonian laid on his back and forced a smile, “Back to the carriage, I’m so thirsty.”
“Let’s go.”
Gong Ou said in a low and deep voice as he carried Shi Xiaonian and left. From afar, the little girl’s laughter could still be heard.
“Maybe he’s a loving kidnapper.”
Gong Ou mocked.
Love, love will not kidnap twins.
But Shi Xiaonian vaguely understood that this time, they were met with kidnappers who did not take the normal route.
Shi Xiaonian leaned on her seat, wanting to raise her face to drink, but she didn’t even have the strength to move.
She had pneumonia.
Shi Xiaonian looked at him blankly and swallowed the water in her mouth.
he asked, his voice husky and sexy as he stared at her.