“You’re here?”
Yun Qiao’s eyes were filled with anticipation.
However, when Gong Sheng met her innocent eyes, he felt a sharp pain in his heart!
He bent down and hugged her, burying her little body in his wide suit jacket. He wished that he could wrap her cold little body into his strong body so that his temperature could instantly warm her up.
Her hands were so cold, and the tip of her nose was red from the cold.
He didn’t even dare to look at her again. He was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to control his tears.
At this moment, he cursed himself countless times in his heart -- Gongsheng, you really aren’t a man. How could you leave a weak and helpless woman by the roadside for an entire afternoon?
If you work late into the night and only remember to look for her, wouldn’t she freeze to death here?
Gong Sheng not only cursed at himself, he even wanted to give himself a few slaps.
