As soon as she said this, Leng yunchen's eyes turned sharp and gloomy.
it was actually a hand?
He looked at the black bag with a complicated expression. He couldn't even imagine what had happened just now.
leave this to me. I'll put it in the fingerprint database to match it and find out the identity of that person. Leng yunchen pulled her up after he finished speaking.
However, in the end, he still hugged this little girl, who only reached his chin, tightly in his arms.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He buried his face in her hair and gently stroked her hair. His slender fingers were well-defined and strong.
Leng Xiaomo was held tightly in his arms. She didn't struggle, but obediently followed him. Her head rested on his shoulder, and she raised her little hand slightly, wanting to hold him, but she didn't dare to. She froze in the air, unable to move up or down.
It was just like her tangled and complicated heart.
