The only favorite of the wealthy: the black-bellied president is busy chasing his wife

Raindrops, like a hail of bullets, fell from the black clouds pressing down on the ground, and lightning flashed from time to time in the distance. A man in black camouflage uniform and a military backpack appeared on the other side of the bridge. come up.

Gu Ning's heart thumped, thumped.

He is like a god at the moment.

Appeared here to save Gu Ning and her child.

It was really Nangong Ming, walking along the bridge step by step.

Gu Ning's eyes were moist, his voice was trembling, and he didn't know how Nangong Ming used to get here.

"I'm here!" Nangong Ming walked in front of Gu Ning, his whole body was soaked in rainwater, his usually smooth black hair was now attached to his face, and the dripping water flowed down his neck.

Here I am, three words, simple and simple.At this moment, Gu Ning felt that this was simply the most pleasant words.

Gu Ning reached forward and gently wiped off the rain on Nangong Ming's face with his sleeve.

The two walked quickly towards Xixi's room, Gu Ning didn't ask Nangong Ming how he knew Xixi was sick, and how he came here so quickly.

When he arrived at the room, Nangong Ming put down the backpack on his back, unzipped it, and said, "I called last night, and Aning fell asleep, and I heard Xixi humming and looking sick, so I put everything away." I brought all the daily medicines for the children's illnesses."

With a bang, all kinds of western medicines were poured out.

The people present were dumbfounded. Is Nangong Ming really a god?

Gu Shengdong was still surprised, isn't this person really Chen Yaoran?

Gu Shengdong was stunned for a while, while Gu Ning asked, "Grandma, which kind of medicine can be given to Xixi?"

Gu Shengdong just walked over, looked through the pile of medicines, found a box, and said, "Just one box of anti-inflammatory medicine is enough."

Anti-inflammatory drugs, which usually cost only a few dozen dollars, can sometimes kill a person. This is why so many people died of illness when they were poor.

Gu Ning quickly poured water to feed Xixi the medicine, and then said: "Xixi hold on, dad is here!"

In a daze, Xixi seemed to hear it, and gave a grunt.

After Gu Ning fed Xixi well, she coaxed her for a while, and Xixi seemed to be less restless than before, and gradually calmed down.

Gu Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Nangong Ming, who was still dripping wet from his body.Looking around again, the other people had already retreated, and there were only three of them in the room.

Gu Ning stood up and said thank you to Nangong Ming.

Nangong Ming nodded: "I'm going to change clothes." Nangong Ming picked up the previous backpack, and took out a dry clothes from the inside layer. The bag is a waterproof bag, so it is not wet at all.

Nangong Ming didn't have any extra words, and his extraneous expression was always indifferent. In fact, he was clearly very depressed at the moment. He looked as if he had just been fished out of the water. He was not as handsome as usual.

But he just didn't care at all, as if he traveled thousands of miles and risked his life to come here, but it was just a trip to the supermarket.

Gu Ning walked over slowly, Nangong Ming took the clothes and stood up, turned around and wanted to ask where the bathroom was, and was greeted with a warm and soft embrace.

Gu Ning threw her whole body into his arms, holding him tightly.

Without words, Nangong Ming's hands froze in the air, "I'm very wet."