Ning Xiaotong immediately stood up, but her face was full of flush, as if she had done something shameful and had been caught.
Seeing Huangfu Lin touching the place where he had just been kissed, Ning Xiaotong coughed lightly, "I'll go and see how the porridge is cooked?" He said that, and ran away in panic.
In the kitchen, Ning Xiaotong suddenly couldn't understand why she had that kind of thought just now.
He is his open boyfriend, what's wrong with kissing his boyfriend?
In fact, if Ning Xiaotong thinks about it carefully, he will find that his concept of love has always been traditional and conservative. He rarely takes the initiative. The only time he takes the initiative seems to be the last time he was in bed.
After staring at the little blue flame for a while, I lowered the fire a little, and the clay pots on it were bubbling and whirling. As soon as one went down, another appeared.
Listening to the gurgling sound, Ning Xiaotong felt extremely warm.
I would rather cook this rice for him for the rest of my life.
...
Song Gang found a reason to send Luo Qian out and negotiated with Frank.
"Brother Rin, is he really okay?"
Frank shook the picture, proudly, "It's okay."
Song Gang breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, I'm really afraid that something happened to Brother Lin. You have to know that he was injured because he blocked the gun for me."
"Okay, now everything is safe for everyone, so you can recover from your injuries with peace of mind."
When he came out, he met Luo Qian. Luo Qian asked many questions about recovery before letting Frank go.
When the porridge was cooked, Ning Xiaotong saw that Huangfu Lin was really asleep this time and didn't even notice that he came over, so she put the porridge aside and went out to find Frank.
In the corridor, I saw Frank smoking in front of the window, and the smoke rings sprayed out of his mouth were blown away by the wind.
The slender figure stood there, but there was a sense of coldness and a faint irritability all over his body. It was completely different from him in the past.
Ning Xiaotong called softly, "Frank."
Suddenly turning around, Frank's face was filled with a slutty smile, "Xiaotong, what's wrong?"
"Did you see Biaozi? I want to ask him where Nannan is."
"Nannan has been sent to the villa in the Mid-Levels."
"Oh." Lanhe Hospital is not close to the villa in Banshan. Ning Xiaotong thought about it and took care of Huangfu Lin first. Anyway, Nannan was taken care of by Zhao Ma, but she couldn't escape.
"The kid is nothing?"
Frank shook his head, "It's nothing, it's just a little malnutrition, but it's fine if you have a stage of recuperation in the later stage."
When he heard that Nannan was a little malnourished, Ning Xiaotong's first thought was uneasiness and self-blame.
As a mother, I have not fulfilled my responsibilities for one day since Nannan was born, but it doesn’t matter. After Huangfu Lin is discharged from the hospital, I have time to take good care of Nannan.
Nannan is already safe, and the most important thing now is Huangfu Lin, who is still injured.
After Ning Xiaotong left, Frank stared at her back for a while before turning around again, still the coldness, smoking to the wind outside the window.
Xiaotong took the time to go back to the villa in the middle of the mountain and looked at the child. The child fell asleep, his face was a little pale, thinking that it was because he had not received good care.
She looked at her motherly body, and the motherhood was flooded.
She wanted to hug the child, but she saw that the child was sleeping soundly, so she had to give up when she was afraid of waking her up.