Qing Kuang Novel Chapter 43

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It was cold now, even though Kou Chen wore a long coat and stood in a place where the old north wind concentrated on the hutong mouth felt like he was blown through.

But Huo Ran was still sitting on an iron chair, and he didn't talk or move.

Crying didn't seem to be crying, but the corners of the eyes were always moist, and from ti to ti there was a little bit of light sliding all the way to the chin.

He didn't speak, and Kou Chen couldn't find anything to say, so he stood for a few minutes.

Huo Ran was dressed less than him, and it was estimated that it had already been blown through, but Kou Chen did not dare to say a word.

What he thought about it was caused by him. If he didn't pick up the Overlord Bear, maybe the aunt wouldn't say that sentence, and Huo Ran would be fine.

But the overbearing bear really annoyed him, and the cousin kept fighting back and forth with Huo Ran by beating and scolding overlord bear, and he didn't hold back.

If it weren't for the sausage stuff, it was a little deterrent to him, and it was a relative of Huo Ran.

He is also very confused and cannot organize his language. One is that he doesn't know how to comfort Huo Ran, and the other is that he can't control it. He keeps wondering what the aunt's words an.

Kou Chen couldn't handle the freeze for a few more minutes. Since he couldn't open his mouth, let's do it.

He gathered courage, slowly reached out his hand, and bumped lightly on Huo Ran's chin.

Huo Ran's jaw was still moist. He touched it and Huo Ran didn't scold him.

After a few seconds of hesitation, he took the mask out of his pocket and rubbed it on Chin's face and chin.

Huo Ran finally moved and looked up at him: "Don't you have a tissue?"

"No," Kou Chen was awkward. "I changed my coat when I went out."

"Oh." Huo Ran lowered his head and touched it in his pocket, and only found a mask.

After sighing, he pulled the corner of Kou Chen's coat and wiped his face.

"You're wearing my clothes, too," Kou Chen said. "You can just use that."

"Sweeped it," Huo Ran looked at his sleeve. "Maybe there's a snot ... do you have cleanliness?"

"No," Kou Chen said, "but if you really wipe your nose, don't tell

specifically, although I don't have a clean habit."

Huo Ran laughed, smiled twice and wiped his eyes.

Kou Chen didn't look good. Before the little mung bean bird that Wei Chaoren had raised for three years died, he had been with Wei Chaoren for an afternoon, let alone Huo Ran.

He pulled up his coat, put a bag on Huo Ran, wrapped him in his clothes and hugged.

Can stop a bit of wind and cry with peace of mind.

However, Huo Ran seed to have finished crying, and wrapped in his clothes for a while, then patted him on the ass.

"Are you better?" He pulled open his coat and looked down at Huo Ran.

"It's okay," Huo Ran stood up, took a mask over his face and took a deep breath. "I have to go to the hospital quickly and get my grandma clothes, she's fine."

"I'm calling a car," Kou Chen took the phone and called for a car, and added, "I'll go with you."

"No need ..." Huo Ran said.

Kou Chen felt depressed for a while, and couldn't say anything.

But Huo Ran stopped for a second and changed his mouth again: "Okay, go with ."

Kou Chen looked up at him.

"But don't tell my parents what you just said." Huo Ran said.

"Um." Kou Chen nodded hurriedly.

He wanted to ask the aunt what he was talking about, but he didn't dare to ask him if he gave him 800 Wang Badan children, because he was afraid that Huo Ran would smash all the fires that he hadn't finished.

What he didn't expect was that when Huo Ran went out to the alley and waited for the car, he said sothing again: "I'll tell you what happened after going to the hospital."

"Actually ..." Kou Chen was told by him, suddenly suddenly a little embarrassed, afraid that after Xu Zhifan's "**