three thousand darlings

Han Qilu's face was pale, he was clutching his dislocated arm, his clothes were in a mess, and the buttons had been tightly buttoned, revealing a large expanse of fair skin, with a kind of messy beauty.No longer the usual abstinence atmosphere, now he has the urge to abuse others, extreme contrast, irresistible temptation.

Gu Chongchong buried his head in Gu Yiming's arms tightly, hugged him and did not speak.

"Little boy, let Dad take a look." Gu Yiming gently comforted him by stroking his back.Han Qilu was so nervous, if Steward Sun hadn't called him, maybe something would have happened.

Gu Chongchong shook his head and did not answer.

"Little boy, let Dad take a look." Gu Yiming dug him out of his arms, golden beans silently fell out of his wronged eyes, and the most eye-catching thing was the blood-stained red lips .It's like being hit with a sap, buzzing, the treasure he has been protecting in his arms since childhood, no matter how naughty he is, he can't bear to move a finger of him, Han Qilu, Han Qilu, how can you let him suffer like this? wronged.

Gu Yiming was angry, he was always humble and polite, even if he was angry, he would come back behind his back.However, this time it involved the pain in his heart, how could he swallow this breath.

Snapped--

"My Gu Yiming's child, it's not your turn to teach me a lesson." Gu Yiming put down these words, turned around and left with Gu Chongchong in his arms.

"Hey—Master, are you okay?" Uncle Sun supported him with an angry expression on his face. He was a member of Han's family, so why would he beat him as he said.This Gu Yiming is too clueless.

"It's okay." Han Qilu licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at their leaving back with a blank expression.

"Master, Dr. Chen is waiting downstairs." Uncle Sun said helplessly, what kind of overnight feud between father and son could have, there is no need to make the relationship like this, it seems that the young master hates the master to death.

"Huh?" Han Qilu replied coldly, staring at the dislocated arm, his eyes darkened suddenly.

As soon as Gu Yiming left Han Qilu's house, he went straight to the hospital. By the time Gu Chongchong had his whole body checked, it was already dark. When he drove back home, Gu Chongchong was sleeping in his arms. Zhengxiang.

He opened the door, carefully put him on the bed, and gently covered him with the quilt.Sitting on the edge of the bed, drawing his eyebrows, he did not sleep peacefully in his sleep, his beautiful eyebrows would be gently folded a few creases, his tear-stained eyes were full of grievances, his red and swollen lips , Bite until blood oozes out, rendering his chest.

Gu Yiming took off his glasses and rubbed the corners of his eyes tiredly, what on earth caused Han Qilu to get so angry and beat Chong Chong so badly.Thinking of Han Qilu's embarrassment again, there was a smile in his eyes, as expected of him who took care of his family, he would not suffer no matter what.

"Master, what did Eldest Young Master do to make you so angry." Uncle Sun said cautiously, to see if he could beg for mercy.

Han Qilu held the dislocated place and smiled coldly. Gu Chongchong was indeed a child without a tutor, and he dared to commit the following crimes.Angry at Gu Yiming again, he glanced at Uncle Sun expressionlessly.He taught Gu Chongchong a lesson, and the kid took revenge on him.

Uncle Sun asked Dr. Chen about Han Qilu's injury in a disguised manner. The master was warning him that he made a small report to Gu Yiming and made him unhappy.

Dr. Chen was surprised to see Han Qilu, who was always well-dressed, in such a mess.The bruising marks on his body in twos and threes all told that the president of the Han family had been subjected to domestic violence.I heard that it has something to do with their young master, the boy who was held in the arms of that gentle man just now, it seems that both sides are hurting.However, what about the five-fingered handprints on his face, tsk, it seems that people with fair skin are not very good.

"Mr. Han, hold on." Holding his arm, click——

Han Qilu let out a muffled snort, then swallowed the voice again, holding on to his vice president airs, aloof, as if it was nothing.It's a pity, but this way can arouse the most sadistic desire in my heart.

"This is an ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, three times a day." Dr. Chen handed the ointment to Uncle Sun, and said goodbye politely with the medicine box.

"Doctor Chen, go slowly." Uncle Sun escorted him to the door.

Uncle Sun took a boiled egg, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and gently applied it to his face.

Han Qilu leaned on the sofa, took the egg, and signaled him to leave.

"Master, Eldest Young Master..." Uncle Sun hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Eldest Young Master is too young, so why should you bother with him." It hurt the relationship between father and son in vain.

"I...I'm not a good father." Han Qilu sighed softly, he didn't know how to be a good father at all.Hanjia City is under the care of his mother, so it is not his turn to worry about it, he can get what he wants, but Gu Chongchong is different, he knew since he was a child that he has no mother, so he only gave him the impression of being obedient and obedient.He even lost his reason for wanting to educate him, he just vented his depression on Gu Chongchong, like sand, the tighter he grasped, he lost everything. "What was he like when he was a child..." He really failed as a father, and if he wanted to know about his son, he had to get it from others.

Uncle Sun didn't know how to comfort him, who said it was good to be born into a wealthy family. "Eldest young master, he is very well-behaved, he always likes to be alone." The words are full of memories, "Eldest young master even fought with the young master of the Hu family. It was a serious fight, and our young master won the fight." There is a kind of pride in the tone, "You still punished him not to eat, and asked him to apologize to the young master of the Hu family."

"Really?" Han Qilu lowered his head and murmured, "I don't even remember." At that time, he cooperated with the Hu family on a project.

Uncle Sun was dumbfounded, "There is still boiling water in the kitchen, I'll go and see."

"Father." Gu Chongchong woke up and looked around with his slippers on. "dad--"

"What's the matter?" Gu Yiming poked his head out from the kitchen and touched his swollen lips, "Does it still hurt?"

Shaking his head, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Gu Yiming scooped up a bowl of preserved egg porridge and put it in front of him, "Let it cool before eating, don't worry."

Gu Chongchong was stirring the preserved egg and lean meat porridge in the bowl, and Gu Yiming also took a bowl and sat opposite him.

"When the wound heals, Dad will cook something delicious for you. Now I can only drink porridge." He took a spoonful, blew it cool, and fed it into his mouth.

Gu Chongchong puffed his mouth a little reluctantly, and blamed Han Qilu for biting people like a mad dog.

"Don't be unhappy, you too, how can you fight your elders."

Gu Chongchong's expression changed, the spoon collided with the porcelain bowl and made a loud noise, he was angry and anxious, "Do you want to see me being beaten to death by him before you are willing?"

"Chong Chong, Dad doesn't mean that." Gu Yiming sat beside him, hugged him in his arms, and comforted him.

"That's what you mean." Gu Chongchong was obsessive, yelling loudly, writhing in his arms, trying to leave his arms.

"Pet pet, don't make trouble." Gu Yiming patted his butt, signaling him to be quiet.

He held his head and glanced aside, raised his chin arrogantly, but didn't move any more.

"Han Qilu is your biological father after all. If you don't have a good relationship, at most you won't see each other. You still have to have the respect you deserve. Don't you want people to say that the members of the Gu family are reckless and bandits who don't even understand the world? "This has always been a thorn in his heart. The Gu family was born as a bandit, and later joined HJ in the troubled times. After several generations of management, it has achieved its current scale. The power in the capital is headed by the Gu family.Gu Yiming is a member of Hongmiao Genzheng's red family, an outstanding third-generation figure, and a top-notch figure who causes troubles, and his ability should not be underestimated, otherwise, he would have been buried in the snow long ago, and he was left to stir up trouble .

"(⊙o⊙) Oh." Gu Chongchong agreed obediently, but his eyeballs were spinning around.The bright ones can't come, but the dark ones can.

"Don't come up with any crazy ideas." Gu Yiming directly killed his bad idea in the cradle.

Gu Chongchong's eyes dimmed all of a sudden, and he stirred the porridge listlessly.

"If you really want revenge that much..." Gu Yiming smiled mysteriously, and after enjoying the look in his expectant eyes for a long time, he slowly said the answer, "Never talk to him again."

Gu Chongchong rolled his eyes, does it work?

"When did Dad ever lie to you?" Gu Yiming smiled softly, but the cold light in his eyes became more intense.

Well, yes, Gu Yiming never lied to him.Gu Chongchong sipped his porridge and asked him, "Is he still alive?"

If you want to ask him about his situation, just say it directly, using such a roundabout way, "It's okay, the most serious thing is that the hand is dislocated, and it will take a few days to recover, and the rest are skin trauma." Gu Yiming, your dirty hands It's no less than Gu Chongchong, Han Qilu won't go out until the marks on his face disappear.

"Hmph—" Gu Chongchong said in a strange way, "It's really a disaster for thousands of years." After thinking about it, he was unwilling to be afraid that he might misunderstand, and wanted to cover it up, "I didn't ask about his situation, you were the one who told me."

"Well, I want to tell you myself." Gu Yiming suppressed a smile and patted his head.

"Don't mess around." Slapping his hands away, he said proudly, "I've grown up."

"Yeah, it's great to grow up." Gu Yiming's puns, only he can understand. "Don't feel wronged."

Gu Chongchong hugged his neck coquettishly, "My whole body hurts, especially my back." As soon as he opened his sleeves, two or three bluish red ribs swelled up on his wheat-colored skin, and he touched the swollen wound , sighed "No disaster."

Gu Yiming caressed gently, his nails scratched the skin itchy, Gu Chongchong reached out to hold the mischievous hand. "Drink the porridge and dad will give you medicine. Don't go to him if you have nothing to do in the future."

"He dragged me up, and I don't have masochism, so I won't go to him." Gu Chongchong muttered while drinking porridge.

Gu Yiming's eyes flickered, and he said lightly, "That's the best."