C127 Pedophile(2)

Turning his head to look at him, there was no joy or sorrow, as if this place had nothing to do with him. He said that this was where he lived, not that this was his home.

But what did this have to do with her? She had only made a deal with him, and putting in too much emotion was just asking for trouble.

Retracting her gaze, she asked faintly, "Which room is Tongtong and I in?"

"Tongtong is already big, it's time to sleep on his own." He casually distributed the rooms, not allowing her to reject him in the slightest. "I have already prepared his room, you don't have to worry."

Zhang Teng wanted to refute her, but he carried Tongtong and went straight upstairs. They entered a room. She followed him in and was a little stunned. The ceiling was painted with the vivid scenery of the bottom of the sea. The surrounding walls also had different patterns, full of childishness.

It was enough to see how much effort he had put into it.

In the room, there was only a single bed. Even if she wanted to sleep here, there was no place for her to sleep.

"Give Tongtong to me. I'll wash him. He also broke out in sweat while playing today." She stretched out her hand to catch Tongtong, but he stopped her. “ You're tired today too. Let me wash him."

The moment she was stunned, he went around her and walked into the bathroom that came with the room.

With a light thud, she suddenly thought of something bad. Her face turned completely pale. Why did Zhang Teng suddenly treat her so well? Why was Zhang Teng willing to help her? Why would a cold-blooded person like Zhang Teng smile at a strange child?

Thinking of his attitude towards Tongtong, every little thing she got along with Tongtong surged up. She took three steps forward and took two steps forward. She suddenly pulled open the bathroom door, and Zhang Teng was taking off Tongtong's clothes.

"I... I'll do it. You didn't give the child a bath. I'm afraid, I'm afraid you won't." She walked forward and took Tongtong. She held him in her arms, and her voice unconsciously trembled.

Zhang Teng looked at her dodging eyes and felt a little strange in his heart. But he still took back his hand. Indeed, he had never bathed the child before. Just now, it was just a sudden impulse. He suddenly wanted to experience the feeling of bathing his son. After all, in five years of Tongtong's life, he had never participated in it. He could not say that he was regretful.

"Go ahead and take a bath. I'll watch." Learn for a bit. With this thought in mind, he closed the bathroom door to prevent the wind from blowing.

This action made Jiaang Xin's face turn even paler. Even her lips lost their color.

She bit her lips and pulled up a dry smile. She did not dare to raise her head. "Why don't you stop washing? I'm afraid I'll wake him up. It's better to wait until tomorrow morning to wash so that he doesn't catch a cold."

Zhang Teng frowned slightly. He felt that something was wrong with her, but she was still fine just now.

Seeing that Zhang Teng did not speak, she thought he did not agree. She added, "The doctor told me that during this season, the temperature difference between day and night is huge, and it is very easy for me to catch a cold. He told me to keep warm and to not let Tongtong catch a cold and have a fever."

"Okay, let's wash it tomorrow." Maybe he thought too much, or Tongtong's health was more important.

Jiaang Xin let out a sigh of relief and picked Tongtong up and put him on the bed. She took off her outer coat, covered herself with the blanket, and carefully tucked the corner of the blanket. After doing all this, she stood by the bed and looked at Zhang Teng, who was leaning against the door frame. She said hesitantly, "Tonight, I want to stay and accompany Tongtong."

"Why?" A cold voice and a flat tone.

Her palms were sweaty and sticky, making her feel a little uncomfortable. She felt that her throat was a little dry. "He just got discharged today. I'm still worried about his body."

Silence again.

She tightened the corners of her clothes and used the corner of her eye to observe Zhang Teng's every move. Suddenly he walked over. She was a little afraid and wanted to carry Tongtong and rush out, but she knew that once she did this, the result might be even worse.

When Zhang Teng carried Tongtong, she finally could not help but scream and throw herself at Tongtong, wanting to snatch him away.

Zhang Teng nimbly took a step back and dodged her attack. He couldn't help but frown, and his voice was also filled with anger. "What are you doing?!"

"Give Tongtong back to me!" She stared at Zhang Teng, and her voice was filled with indescribable panic.

Zhang Teng looked at the hostility on Jiaang Xin's face, puzzled. "What happened to you? You were fine just now."

Jiaang Xin bit her lower lip hard. Her eyes turned red and her voice trembled. "Tongtong is still young. Please, please don't hurt him."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Her frown deepened. Was she possessed?

Jiaang Xin wanted to rush over and snatch Tongtong, but she was afraid that she would hurt Tongtong during the argument. She could only endure the pain in her heart. She clenched her fists and looked firmly into Zhang Teng's eyes. "President Zhang, Tongtong is still a child, and he is sick. I beg you, I beg you, please let him go. He is only five years old, you, you..."

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and opened her eyes. She knew that what she was going to say next might make him angry from embarrassment. But in order for Tongtong to escape from his grasp, she still had to say... " Furthermore, that kind of hobby is against the law. I advise you not to continue this kind of thing. Okay? "

"What exactly are you saying..." He suddenly stopped talking. An indescribable anger rose in his heart. He was so angry that he laughed instead. "You think I'm a pedophile?"