After Gong Xiangyi and Lin Wenbo were gone, Song Haoran slowly loosened his arms around the child and scolded him gently. He cautiously opened his mouth. "Gong Xiangyi is sick. You stay far away from her. Do you understand?
"Hn, I know." Gong Lixin nodded twice. He also felt that Gong Xiangyi's actions were quite inexplicable.
"Hey," Song Haoran touched his soft hair and sighed, "I didn't expect my Lixin to be a peerless martial arts master." Lin Wenbo had told him about the child just now.
"It's fortunate Lixin has the ability to protect himself." As the words fell, Song Haoran surprised himself for a while. He buried his head deeply in Gong Lixin's neck, smelling the refreshing scent that made him feel so at ease. As if that wasn't enough to appease his spirits from the stress of these past two days, he looked up again and dropped countless kisses on Gong Lixin's forehead and cheeks. The skin under his lips was warm and soft, smooth and silky, which made him not want to stop.
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Gong Lixin looked up and touched the other's lips. He looked at Song Haoran and looked at his face with distress. "Big Brother Song, how was your lip hurt? A layer of sores has formed."
Song Haoran didn't care about his wound. "I got some sores on my mouth a few days ago. It's nothing. The sores are already healing."
"Such big sores are caused by extreme stress when the heart is extremely burdened. Big Brother Song must have been very worried about me." His brows wrinkled up tightly and he stuck out his small fingertips, gently touching Song Haoran's lips. A pair of clear eyes were filled with distress and care for him.
The place where the lips were touched felt like it was on fire. Upon seeing the cute child's eyes on him, Song Haoran's heartbeat gradually accelerated and it quickly became uncomfortable. He moved his body and joked, "You now know I was worried about you, you still have some conscience."
The child heard his words and his brows wrinkled even further, his expression scrunched up, unable to tell the child that he still looked adorable.
Song Haoran looked straight ahead and laughed, patting the child to comfort him. "Okay, don't run around in the future, tell us when you go out." When the words were uttered, he couldn't help but laugh again, saying: "I didn't expect that the 'internal force' you mentioned before was actually true. Then the pills you made were also real?"
"Hn, it's real. I've brought them." Gong Lixin eyes lit up. He immediately broke away from Song Haoran's arms and took out five large bottles from his mountaineering bag.
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"This is yours. There are five hundred pills in it. One lasts half a month. It's enough so that you won't need to eat for a couple of years. These are Dad's, Grandpa Lin's, Big Brother Lin's, and mine." Gong Lixin pointed them out one by one.
"How come there's none for Gong Xiangyi?" Song Haoran knew that the child was not a stingy person and thought it was a bit strange.
"I didn't refine any for her. She had a space so these pills are useless to her. Plus, she hates me, and I don't want to provoke her." Gong Lixin replied honestly.
"All this time you knew she had a space?" Song Haoran focused on the words coming out of the child's mouth.
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