"Glowly, not everyone in this world is kind, and there are some... stupider than pigs!" Holding her shoulders with both hands, the man's tone was deep, "If you see or hear some remarks that are not good for you, you must learn not to care."

He can help her control comments and block her account, but...

He could not bet on everyone's mouth.

Jun Qing blinked his eyes, then chuckled: "Did you talk about Weibo? I didn't take such a small matter to my heart."

Di Lin did not relax, and a pair of eyes stared at her nervously: "If you are in a bad mood, you can cry and vent... Or, let's go abroad now and come back in a few days?"

Before, when the time traveler was still there, he was ridiculed by the entire network for holding down the microphone on the stage.

Because of this, time travelers were hit hard and were in a state of depression for a long time.

At that time, Di Lin took her to find a psychologist, afraid that she would be unable to think about it, so she looked at her all night without daring to sleep.

...

Di Lin was really worried that Jun Qing would enter that state again.

Grasping her wrist, Di Lin grabbed the cell phone on the table.

"Let's go now!"

"Fourth Brother!" Jun Qing reached out and grabbed his wrist, "This time... I don't want to be a deserter!"

"But……"

"I'm really fine." Jun Qing took the handbag containing the food and opened the bag to him, "Look, I know you have worked hard overtime, but I brought me a late-night snack!"

Pulling Di Lin back to the sofa and sit down, she smiled and sat down beside him, taking out the food from the bag.

"Fried chicken nuggets, summer strips... and coke..." A piece of fried chicken nugget was forked with a fork and sent to his mouth. Jun Qing smirked, "Don't say it's junk food!"

Di Lin didn't say anything, but just opened his mouth obediently to pick up the chicken nuggets she sent.

On weekdays, in order to maintain his body, he never eats this kind of junk food.

After having lunch with her, I watched the little girl chatting and laughing. It seemed that she was not affected by this incident. Di Lin felt a little relieved.

Leaving her in the office, he got up and walked out the door. Lu Wenqing saw that he came out and hurriedly stood up: "Sir?"

"Find Fang Ming's information clearly, and... I'll find the lady's psychologist."

Jun Qing said it was okay, after all, there was a lesson in the past, so Emperor Lin was still worried.

After explaining Lu Wenqing, Di Lin returned to the office.

"Let's go back?"

Jun Qing packed up the miscellaneous items on the table, and the two walked towards the elevator together.

Noting that she was walking, her right foot was a little afraid of being struggling, Di Lin grabbed her arm in confusion.

"What's wrong with your right foot?"

“The new shoes are a bit scrubbing.”

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Di Lin looked at her reproachfully, squatted down in front of her, "Hold me and lift my feet."

Holding his shoulder, she raised her right foot.

Di Lin helped her take off her shoes, held the girl's little feet, and checked them carefully.

Sure enough, the back of the feet of both feet was red, especially the most serious of the right foot, one of which was already broken.

Frowning and standing up, Di Lin bent over and hugged her horizontally, lifting the girl's high heels.

Jun lightly pressed the elevator, Di Lin hugged her into the elevator, and she reached out to press down on the floor, turned her face and hugged his neck with both arms.

"Am I heavy?"

Is he so thin that he is still heavy?

Di Lin looked at her seriously.

"You're too thin."

"Actually, I'm not too thin..." She stood up unwillingly, "Is my figure really that bad?"

figure?

Di Lin said with a smile and cry: "I didn't say you have a bad figure, I mean you will be healthier if you are a little fat."

"I'm very healthy now, too." Jun Qing leaned into his ear and asked in a low voice, "How about my figure?"

Emperor Lin subconsciously lowered his eyes.

The wrapped dress fits her body, and the girl's two-bent collarbone was right in front of him, and then downwards was the bulging dress, with a slender waist that seemed not as wide as his slap.

The girl circled his neck with her arms around her chest, her neckline bulging due to the movement...

His lips and tongue were slightly astringent, and he quickly looked away.

"Tell me!" Jun Qing shook his shoulders. Seeing that he didn't say anything, she pouted her mouth unhappily, "Do you think I'm thin?"

"nonsense."

"Then... do you like it?"

She was so embarrassed that he had no choice but to speak.

"like."

"This is almost the same!" Jun Qing hugged his neck tighter and pressed his face against him, "If I get old, fat, and ugly in the future, you are not allowed to like others!"

The thin dress couldn't be separated from anything. Feeling the softness of her body, Di Lin's back was tense, frowned and whispered.

"Don't move!"

Jun Qing was shocked by his roar.

"What's wrong?"

"Cough!" Di Lin coughed lightly, "I...I'm a little hot!"

The air conditioning in the elevator was on, and she felt a little cold, but he was still hot?

Jun Qing looked sideways, her eyes fell on his face in confusion, and her eyes fell on the man's ups and downs of Adam's apple. She suddenly understood...

It seems that big wood is not wood either!

At this time, the elevator had arrived at the parking lot downstairs and the driver had driven the car to the elevator entrance.

Di Lin put her in the back seat and walked around the car to the other side.

"drive!"

Along the way, he sat upright and looked straight.

Jun Qing looked at him quietly, smiling without saying a word.

When the car returned to the mansion, Di Lin carried her into the bedroom and placed her at the end of the bed.

Turning around and getting the medicine box, he half-kneeled on the floor, carefully sterilizing her wounds, and applying a waterproof band-aid.

"Okay, I'll help you change the medicine tomorrow morning, and it should be cured soon. Be careful when wearing shoes these days."

He reminded her that Di Lin quickly packed up the miscellaneous items on the ground.

"I'll go change my clothes."

Jun Qing stepped into the cloakroom.

Di Lin stood up with the medicine box, helped her open the curtains, and turned around to leave.

"Fourth brother, come in!"

In the cloakroom, Jun Qing's voice came.

Putting down the medicine box, he walked into the cloakroom in confusion.

She was reaching her arms under her hands, pulling the invisible zipper's pulling head with difficulty, and watching him come in, she looked at him with help.

“My zipper seems to be stuck.”

"I'll take a look!"

Di Lin came over and stood behind her, bent down and looked at her clothes carefully.

Sure enough, there was a little fabric inside that clamped into the zipper head.

Carefully pinched her dress, he pulled out the fabric he had clipped in little by little.

Feeling his fingers brushing his back silently, Jun Qing's hands hanging down beside him gently pinched the dress.

Di Lin's mind was all about the zipper, and he pulled out the last bit of fabric from the zipper. He pinched her dress with one hand and used a little force.

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Chapter completed!