The Poor Baby’s Manipulation Manual

Seeing Lin Chi's face with a bad expression, the doctor did not say too dead, "Don't be too discouraged, as long as the patient cooperates with the reconstruction and takes good care of it, there is still a great possibility that it will get better."

Lin Chi was relieved. He temporarily let go of his worries. After asking in detail, he stayed beside He Qing's bed. As for Zhang Xu, he knew that it was not Lin Chi who was injured, and he was not interested in accompanying him in the hospital. Too.

At five in the afternoon, He Qing opened his eyes and did not wait for Lin Chi to speak. He usually looked straight ahead with his gray eyes, and stretched out his hands in panic. "This... where is this!"

Lin Chi saw that he woke up with a happy smile before falling down completely. He hurriedly grabbed He Qing’s hand stretched out in the air and held it tightly to appease: "A Qing, this is in the hospital, don’t you afraid……"

He thought he was timid He Qing afraid of the new environment, but when the teenager turned his head when he heard the sound, the big eyes full of aura were facing him in the past, but after looking directly at the void without focus, Lin Chi burst into his heart.

He Qing heard the lover's voice and relaxed a little, but his hand grabbed his hand, and asked him timidly: "Achi... are you okay! Are you hurt?"

Lin Chi's heart warmed and his eyes softened. "I'm fine. You pushed me away. I didn't hurt at all."

Hearing his answer, the teenager was obviously relieved and satisfied. Lin Chi's heart was sour and sweet. He never found out that he was liked and protected by a person. Such happiness, but the next moment, He Qing's words will be immersed In his happiness, he broke into the ice cellar, and the boy looked around with blank eyes, his voice soft and full of puzzlement, "Is it too late now? Why not turn on the light?"

After he finished speaking, he waited quietly for Lin Chi to answer. Lin Chi shook his hand and shook it in front of He Qing with his eyes open. The boy still looked at the front with his eyes open, without even shaking his eyelashes.

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Lin Cheng had been busy coming out of the hospital. When I thought of Lin Chi, it was already three days later. The man rubbed his eyebrows and looked a little tired. Although he had no affection for this son, he was the heir in the future. He drove home. .

As soon as the door was opened, Lin Cheng's eyebrows were frowned. There was no light in the living room, but there was a dark paint, but the sound came from the TV. When did Lin Chi develop the habit of turning off the lights and watching TV?

He changed his shoes and planned to visit Linchi, but found that the person sitting on the sofa was not Linchi, but a young man with white gauze wrapped in one eye and one leg in plaster cast. Lin Cheng frowned slightly, and did not speak yet. The young man listened When he turned around, he couldn't see clearly, but still showed a big smile to the person who came, and his voice was full of trust: "Achi, you're back~"

His face was small, and gauze alone accounted for one-half, but the smile was sweet, the cheek dimples on the right cheek were looming, and the light of the TV was printed on his face, which made the smile even more colorful, and the steps were taken. I was about to speak, but I saw the teenager holding up the picture book in his hand with a happy smile, and some small triumphant handed over to him: "A Chi, look, this is what I painted in the afternoon, is it beautiful?"

Lin Chenggui sent his hand out to the gods, and took over the picture book. It was a simple picture of the sun, house, road, and big tree. But because the person who painted it was blind, some lines could not be connected, but they could be seen. It turned out that the teenager had worked very hard.

After reading it, he looked at the teenager again, but he looked forward to seeing a strange boy, and he seemed to be waiting for the praise of ‘Linchi’.

He Qing and other flowers thanked him, and only then waited for a hand to pat lightly on the head. He quietly let that hand pat like a cat, and waited for a long time without receiving any prompt from the system. :[Chi Chi is really stingy~ I am blind and lame again, how could he get stuck at 75! 】

The system spoke lightly: [The higher the favorability, the harder it is to add. Don’t you know? But host, this person is not Linchi. 】

Not Lin Chi?

He Qing almost couldn't hold her well-behaved expression, staying here for three days, except for Lin Chi and an auntie cleaning, it was impossible to come to this point. When someone came, it was natural to think that it was Linchi.

That's not Linchi, who is it?

He kept meekness on his face and let the man touch his head, but began to smell the smell of the person before him. Um... It was very fresh, no perfume, it should be meticulous... No, he has a system, why should he smell it himself? ?

The system expressed disdain: [Who made you blind yourself! 】

[If I’m not blind, how can I get along with Chi Chi and stay in his house! This is called dedication. Do you know? 】

【Oh. 】Mechanical sound is very indifferent: 【Except for viewing favorability, the system has no obligation to help the host, dedicated host, you can enjoy the blind service as long as you pay 1888, please choose 1, buy, 2, buy double. 】

This dead money system!

He Qing was not accustomed to this problem, he snorted in his heart, [I choose 3, do not buy! Smell yourself! 】

The touch on the head finally stopped, He Qing discerned carefully, the air seemed to have a slight mint smell, he didn't smell it, he moved forward, but he forgot that he was now in a wounded state, supporting his right leg with plaster Can't hold weight, slide forward.

"A Qing! I'm back!" Lin Chi opened the door with the food in his hand, and his eyes glared into the living room. He was stunned by the sofa, his slender figure, straight legs, and the man in a formal dress turned his back to him. The gauze teenager heard Lin's voice, and Lin Cheng turned around. The sharp face was still the usual cold expression, but his hand was carefully wrapped around He Qing's waist.

The young man's slender waist was held in his hand, Lin Cheng's hands were tight, his eyes sharp, his tone indifferent, like a boss to his subordinates: "Returned?"

Lin Chi didn't expect that he would come back suddenly, subconsciously backing his stomach: "Father, you are back."

"Yes." Seeing Lin Chengying, there was no intention to let go of the person in his arms. Lin Chi stepped forward with his scalp, and reached out He Qing's hand. Seeing that the teenager was a little scared and wanted to retract, he felt soft. , Coaxed: "A Qing, it's me."

The soft and fair hand no longer hides, but stretches forward more actively, and when he reaches Linchi's hand, his other hand gently pushes the man's strong arm, trying to get out of his arms , Lin Cheng slowly let go of his hand, watching the young man like Ruyan throwing into the forest, groping and hiding next to Lin Chi, his brow wrinkled in a very small arc.

Lin Chi didn't notice his father's strangeness, and gently patted the back of the frightened lover, and said softly to He Qing, "A Qing, this is my father."

The young boy pinched Lin Chiyi's corner timidly and bowed forward to say hello: "Uncle is good..." He was scared and ashamed in his heart, and fell into the arms of his lover's father because he had just admitted the wrong person, fearing that Linchi's father would not like himself because of this .

Lin Chi looked at Lin Cheng and explained with a bit of anxiety: "Father, this is He Qing. He can't see his eyes. His leg was hurt again. There is really nowhere to go. We stayed at our house for a few days."

Lin Chi was actually not sure whether his father would agree. After all, in his impression, Lin Cheng hated that someone invaded his territory, not even himself. There was suddenly a stranger in the family, and the possibility that he would not agree was too Taller.

Lin Cheng's eyes remained indifferent, and he looked at the uneasy, whitish boy who pinched his fingers, "Okay." Not waiting for the two to be happy, he continued: "Lin Chi, what is your relationship with him?"

Lin Chi's face was pale, but he still dared not tell the truth anymore, "It's a classmate, father."

Lin Cheng ignored him and saw that He Qing's rosy face had paled just now. He seemed to say something, and his lips twitched, but he still didn't say anything. Lin Chi's sleeves were tighter.

He Qing, who was pale, listened to the system sound of [Linchi goodwill: 79] in his ears, dropped his head in a sad look, but he laughed out loud in his heart: [This Linchi dad must be an assist sent by God! It's so powerful! Will I take the check later and let me leave his son? Hey, I look forward to it~】

He Qing, who was "sorrowful" with his head down, didn't realize that Lin Chi's father's eyes had always been on him. In the past, his face was always cold and expressionless. At the moment, his face was as deep as the abyss, which was unpredictable.

The author has something to say:

The real attack is the president's father! It's the president's father! ! father! !

Linchi: Have a cup of green grassland, forgive green thank you

Regarding why we did not admit that our Chichi Xiaozhan attack, we all dropped out before, and give you a reminder 23333, the president’s father is 34 years old, and Linchi 18~

Anyway, even if I don’t say it, you can guess wit ╮(￣▽￣\')╭