Uncle President, please advise me for the rest of my life

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Shen, did I hurt you?" Yang Xiaomi bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes.

She didn't do it on purpose, but she couldn't help but think of the scene just now, and then blamed herself even more.

Another reason is that it was the first time for her to be so close to the president and treat his wounds. This was something she could not even dream of, so she was inevitably a little excited.

Shen Yize shook his head amusedly, "It's okay, you were also surprised, take a good rest when you go back later, Tong Tong will also ask you to take care of her."

Yang Xiaomi was very moved, nodded heavily and said, "Don't worry, I will take good care of Tongtong."

The doctor came quickly, and after the examination, he said that Shen Yize's wound was fine, and then everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

At this time, the sky was bright, and they had been tossing all night, and they were really tired.

Shen Yize waved his hand, "Everyone go back after rest, and start working tomorrow."

Although he had ordered the others to go to rest last night, everyone was very worried about Luo Tongtong's sudden kidnapping, so they didn't go, and have been busy until now.

The villagers who knew the inside story were also frightened all night. After everyone dispersed, they all went back to sleep. Even at noon, the whole village was still silent.

In fact, Luo Tongtong didn't sleep very well, in the dream and outside the dream was Wang Xing's hideous and distorted face, staring at her viciously, as if wanting to tear him apart.

Dreaming of being stared at like this all the time, when Luo Tongtong finally woke up, he was already in a cold sweat from fright.

She took a few breaths, then sat up and wiped the sweat off her face.

Why has been haunted.

At this time, a figure walked in from the outside, and seeing her get up, she was pleasantly surprised, "Tongtong, you finally woke up, do you know that I'm about to be scared to death by you."

When Luo Tongtong looked back, he was almost blinded by the dazzling sunlight outside.

The next second she was hugged by Yang Xiaomi, "Tongtong, how are you? Are you feeling better?"

Luo Tongtong patted her on the back amusedly, "If it's not better, why don't you still hope that I'm not good?"

"Damn girl, why are you talking?" Yang Xiaomi was amused, and poked her on the head helplessly and distressed.

"Fortunately, there was no danger this time, otherwise I don't know how to face you. I should have been with you last night..."

As she spoke, she choked up, her eyes flushed.

"Okay, this matter has nothing to do with you," Luo Tongtong pinched her face, "Don't mention it again in the future, understand?"

"Come on, give me a smile!"

"Hiss—Tongtong! Give me a light hand."

The two laughed and fought for a while, and the atmosphere became less heavy.

"By the way, where are Shen Yize and the others?" Luo Tongtong asked.

"I've already gone back, and it's just the two of us here."

She froze for a moment, then blinked, "What time is it now?"

"04:30 p.m."

Luo Tongtong: "..."

She can sleep like this.

"Then let's go back quickly." Luo Tongtong just got up, but suddenly his legs went limp, and he fell on the bed again.

Yang Xiaomi was taken aback, "Tongtong, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Tongtong's eyes were empty, and he waved his hands as if wandering into the sky, "I haven't eaten since last night, and I'm so hungry that I have no energy left."

After the two had dinner, they went back by car.

the other side.

After dinner, Mo Shiqian sat in the living room and watched the computer, and never left.

It was only when she saw his gaze drifting towards the door unconsciously for the third time that Mama Liu realized that she was waiting for the young mistress to come back.

It's already past eight o'clock, so it stands to reason that the young mistress should be back.

After hesitating for a while, Mama Liu walked over and asked, "Master, how about I call and ask the young mistress when she will be back?"

Mo Shiqian frowned, and said indifferently, "Whether she comes back or not has anything to do with me?"

Mama Liu: "..."

She wanted to say something else, but Mo Shiqian had already interrupted her in a low voice, "If you are tired, go and rest first, I will be busy for a while."

It means don't bother him anymore.

Mama Liu had no choice but to leave first.

If Xiao Lin saw it, he might be amazed again, he really is the domineering president in the novel, with the same arrogant temperament.

It wasn't until the living room became quiet again that Mo Shiqian stopped what he was doing, and then leaned back on the sofa, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

After a while, he opened his eyes and checked the time, but there was still no movement by the door.

Mo Shiqian simply stood up and prepared to go upstairs.

At this moment, Luo Tongtong opened the door and came in. When she looked up, she saw the familiar figure, and she was stunned for a moment.

Obviously only went out to play for four days, but it seems like a century has passed.

It wasn't until then that she realized how much she missed the person in front of her.

And at this moment, she really regarded this as her home, and now that she came back, she felt excited and complicated.

Mo Shiqian approached slowly, frowned and looked at her. There was a Band-Aid on her neck, a bandage on her wrist, and some slight scratches on her cheeks. No matter how she looked, she was in a mess.

His face was a little ugly, "Are you coming back after fleeing?"

Luo Tongtong sniffed, and unconsciously felt aggrieved in his tone, "It's fine if you don't welcome me back, but you still mock me now, aren't you going too far?"

After speaking, she still couldn't hold back, hugged Mo Shiqian and started crying.

Mo Shiqian was taken aback, and reflexively wanted to push her away, but his hand stopped in mid-air, and finally patted her on the back lightly.

"What happened?"

Luo Tongtong couldn't care less about talking, and cried for a while, as if to vent all the grievances and fears he suffered last night.

Mo Shiqian had a headache, and her voice was hoarse from crying. He listened, and couldn't bear to lose his temper with her.

After a while, he asked patiently, "Have you finished crying?"

Luo Tongtong grabbed his clothes tightly, sobbing, "No."

Mo Shiqian lowered his eyes, and could only see her little furry head, which was clinging to his arms at the moment, cute and cute.

His heart softened suddenly, then he picked her up and brought her back to the room.

Luo Tongtong hugged his neck subconsciously, staring at his firm and perfect side face in a daze.

If it wasn't for Mo Shiqian's stern face, the two would look like a couple in love.

Seeing that she finally stopped making noise, Mo Shiqian gave her a sideways glance, "So you like this?"

Need to hold to coax well.

Luo Tongtong blinked, and then gave him an unconvinced look, "So what? Who's not a little princess anymore?"