Blast! The Group Favorite Fake Daughter Was Spoiled By the Film King and Cried

Chapter 902: Sumerians: Gu Zhiqi

  Chapter 902 Sumerians: Gu Zhiqi

  Looking at the scene in the back row of the car, both Yun Miao and Tang Yichen chose to shut up and put all their attention on the front.

  At this time, they only feel that they should not be in the car, but should be under the car.

   Not knowing the psychological activities of Tang Yichen and Yun Miao, Su Yunling didn't hear Gu Zhiqi speak after wiping off the blood from the corner of Gu Zhiqi's mouth.

  Move your gaze upwards, from the corner of your mouth to your eyes, and then crash into a pair of deep and hazy eyes, which seem to have clouds of smoke enveloping Hanjiang, cold and hazy.

  Su Yunling was taken aback.

   I have to say that the child's eyes are extremely beautiful, so beautiful that, just looking at each other, it seems to have fallen into it.

  The two people in the back seat just looked at each other and forgot their movements for a while.

  Until a message notification sounded, Gu Zhiqi came back to his senses, immediately looked away, and looked down at the phone.

   Didn't click on the message, muted the phone, and looked sideways out of the window.

   Suddenly I feel a little irritable, but I can't find the reason, so I can only look at the scenery and calm down.

I couldn't see Gu Zhiqi's eyes anymore, a trace of pity flashed across Su Yunling's eyes, his eyes touched Gu Zhiqi's hand holding the phone, he narrowed his eyes slightly, leaned towards Gu Zhiqi, stretched out his hand to grab her wrist.

  Gu Zhixi paused, then looked back at Su Yunling.

   "Blood on hands."

  Su Yunling said, grabbing Gu Zhiqi's wrist, pinching the handkerchief and carefully wiping the blood on the back of Gu Zhiqi's hand.

   It was the blood that Gu Zhiqi wiped on the back of his hand just now.

  Gu Zhiqi lowered his eyes slightly, staring at the hand holding the handkerchief for a few seconds, and then shifted his gaze to the hand on his wrist.

   It seems a little warm.

   Staring at Su Yunling's hand, Gu Zhiqi was in a trance again.

  After wiping off the blood on the back of Gu Zhiqi's hand, Su Yunling raised his eyes to look at Gu Zhiqi, "Gu Zhiqi."

  The name was called out by Qingcisu's voice, but Gu Zhiqi didn't react for a while.

   It seemed like he was calling her by her full name for the first time.

   "Can you, love yourself more?" Su Yunling looked at Gu Zhiqi and spoke seriously.

  Gu Zhiqi:?

  Why didn't she cherish herself?

Seeing the doubt in her eyes, Su Yunling sighed softly, and said helplessly, "First I was exhausted and fell into a coma, and now I vomited blood because of the backlash. How long did it take to hurt myself twice?" How many times have you been injured when I was not around?"

  If someone else hurts her, he can avenge her, and what's more, he can protect her from getting hurt.

  However, these injuries were all caused by herself, and he couldn't do it if he wanted to avenge her, and he couldn't protect her.

  Gu Zhiqi: "..."

   After two seconds of silence, he said to Su Yun, "It's just a coincidence that we got together, other times, I never got hurt."

  Su Yun listened, twitched the corners of his mouth, and smiled, but the smile was slightly cold, and the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, "Just now you said that being backlashed is something that Taoist disciples often experience."

   "..."

   "Oh." Gu Zhi stayed silent for a few seconds, not knowing how to refute, so he simply said "oh," then lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

  Su Yun listened to her perfunctory words, and saw her ignoring her, the corners of her mouth twitched.

   Then he shook his head helplessly, and stopped talking.

  At the same time, I feel a little uncomfortable.

   As far as this kid is concerned, he may only be counted as an acquaintance.

  He said her like this, doesn't it seem a bit talkative?

   I don’t know, will children be disgusted?

  Su Yunling thought about it, then turned his gaze out of the window, and the buildings outside the window passed by his eyes one after another, but his eyes were still out of focus.

  (end of this chapter)