Chapter 50: Let Go Of
Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
His “hmm” was a soft hum from his chest which was extrely sexy. Ning Qing quivered when she heard it. She wondered if it was because of what he said or if it was because of his hands in her hair. Such a gentle touch.
Ning Qing lowered her head even more as she didn’t want him to see her injured forehead. She didn’t dare to see his face either.
In Lu Shaoming’s eyes, it was just a little girl’s shoulder that was billowing. She was still crying and her tears were flowing in a rapid flow. However, she stubbornly refused to make any noise.
This silly girl, doesn’t she know how heart ached she looks now?
Ning Qing’s tears continued to fall. Then, she felt that soone kicked the tip of her foot. She lifted her eyes and saw that there was a leather shoe near her white sneakers. He was kicking her with his leather shoe.
What is he trying to do?
Ning Qing subconsciously parted her closed-toe feet to dodge his leather shoe but he seized the opportunity to put his leather shoe in between her feet.
She was still sitting on the floor but he moved his leg forward. His long leg moved closer to her in an imposing manner. Her head was only at his knee.
“What are you doing?” Ning Qing joined her feet together and stopped his leather shoe from moving forward.
Lu Shaoming saw that the girl finally lifted her head and stared at him with her tearful eyes in grievance and grumbled in a flirtatious manner. Her voice was hoarse and there was a faint sobbing sound to her.
He suddenly recalled a saying, “A weeping beauty, so pitiful.”
“Co on, let go. Don’t squeeze ,” Lu Shaoming smirked and said in a hip yet gentle tone.
Ning Qing’s face suddenly flushed with embarrassnt. Although she wasn’t in a relationship before, there was nothing she hadn’t heard before. The man said that kind of nonsense to her.
She parted her legs.
Lu Shaoming’s right leg straight away split her curled up legs and he combed her hair with his palm. He asked, “Can’t you tell what I’m trying to do? I’m comforting you. Do you still want to cry? I’ll lend you my thighs and you can hug them for a while.”
Ning Qing was going to throw tantrum because of his ridiculous behavior but he acted the fool and she found it funny.
She clenched her hand into a fist and slamd the thigh before her eyes. She pouted and complained as she cried, “Do you know how to comfort people? Who would let people hug their thigh like you do?”
Lu Shaoming let go of her hair and touched the tears on her face. He said, “Honestly, I do not know how to comfort people. You’re the first.”
Ning Qing heard and couldn’t help but laugh. She wiped her tears and snot on his expensive slacks. She rested her forehead on his thigh. Just as she imagined, his thigh is as hard as a rock. It wasn’t comfortable but she just lied against it for a bit.
Her sorrow earlier cald down sohow. She let out a breath of relief. She stopped tearing and spatted, “glibly in speech.”
Lu Shaoming put one of his hand in his pocket, frowned then smiled at her comnt.
“Tell , why did you cry today, huh?”
Ning Qing blinked and her long eyelashes fanned, “Because... My dad sent to a b*stard... Actually, we had our good tis. Even if my parents divorced, I still wanted to be his daughter...”
Then, Ning Qing creased her eyebrows and her tears started flowing again. “For the past three years, I’ve had a tough ti. I have never had a break, physically or ntally... I didn’t dare to relax, I didn’t dare to think. Why did they leave and abandon ... I turned around and looked, then I realized that I am very far ahead in the lonely journey...”
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