When Mu Qingwan saw that her legs were restrained, the force on her mouth became even fiercer, and her hands began to scratch Xia Houlie's body. The sharp nails pierced into the flesh, making Xia Houlie take a breath of air.

He held her hands with gentle force, preventing her from moving any more, "Good boy, it's okay, it's me, I'm here, no one will hurt you anymore..."

Mu Qingwan wanted to struggle again, but the struggle just now had left her completely exhausted. The pitiful amount of strength made her act like she was rubbing against him. He felt her bite his chest.

It's a piece of meat, but I don't have the strength to bite him.

Xia Houlie hugged her tightly, leaned against the car wall and closed his eyes, letting her rub and nibble in his arms. His heart felt like a big stone was pressing down on him, and he felt so heavy and uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.

After a long time, Mu Qingwan finally calmed down. He relaxed his hold on her and brushed the messy long hair from her face, only to find that she had passed out again.

Xia Houlie took a deep breath, laid her body flat on the cushion, gently opened the clothes covering her body and began to check her injuries.

He couldn't take a closer look at the scene just now. When he looked at it now, it seemed as if someone had cut his heart severely with a knife. The pain was so sharp and intense that he could hardly bear it.

Her belly was torn, and her skin, which was originally as fine as porcelain, was now covered with whip marks and swollen to the height of half a finger. It was obvious that the man was very ruthless. That kind of person would be too late even if he was too late.

It was not enough to vent his anger.

With trembling hands, he took out the medicine box he brought with him, dug out the emerald green paste from it, and gently rubbed it on the scars. He acted as if he were treating the most precious treasure in the world, for fear of accidentally touching her.

Broken.

After applying the medicine, he covered her clothes again, held her in his arms, and kissed her face, forehead, eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips carefully. When he tasted the smell of blood in her mouth, his

His eyes became colder little by little.

Yunlanshan, good! Very good!

*

Mu Qingwan felt as if she had had a long, long dream. In the dream, she returned to modern times. Her parents hugged her and cried and laughed. She was about to reach out and hug them back, but as soon as her feet were empty, she fell

Into a white mist, she stretched out her hand, but couldn't even see her fingers clearly. She ran in panic, but the mist was getting thicker and thicker in all directions. Except for her footsteps, the surroundings were deathly silent.

, there was a sense of oppression coming from a distance, and her steps were faster. As she ran, she looked back, but there was a white fog behind her, and she couldn't see anything.

Such unknown fear made her feel more panicked, and she ran slower and slower. Suddenly, with a "bang" sound, she fell to the ground, and the oppressive feeling was getting closer and closer to her, so close that she could almost

Breathing was heard.

She closed her eyes in fear, but there was a quiet flute sound in her ears, which was the song "Water Melody Song Tou".

Persistence, perseverance!

She seemed to have strength all over her body, and she quickly got up and ran forward, but before she could get close to the source of the sound, her hand was pulled, and the oppressive breath was still carrying coldness passing through that hand.

After passing it on, she screamed in fright, but a vicious male voice sounded in her ears:

"Mu Qingwan, want to escape? Wait until I get tired of playing with you! I want you to watch the Mu family die in my hands one by one!"

After he finished speaking, he laughed wildly, and the laughter almost burst her eardrums. She wanted to plug her ears and stop listening, but the man didn't allow it. She desperately slapped his hand away, turned around and wanted to escape, but fell down.

Suddenly, the hand stretched out again and kneaded her body. She was so frightened that she cried loudly, but her consciousness gradually became clearer, and her feelings became clearer and clearer.

It wasn't a dream, there was really a hand kneading her body.

The palms of those hands were thickly calloused, a little rough, but very warm, which inexplicably made her want to get closer, but before she could feel comfortable for a long time, the strength of the hands gradually increased, and her whole body was already in burning pain.

Being rubbed by him like this made her cry from the pain.

Holding her breath, she opened her eyes suddenly and stared at the guy in front of her who was hurting her with tears in her eyes.

But there was a mist in front of her eyes, and she couldn't see the other person's face clearly. She subconsciously stretched out her hand to wipe her eyes, but the wound on her hand hurt. The pain made her gasp, and her hand was suddenly grabbed, and her ears

A deep voice sounded from the side:

"Don't move!"

As soon as she heard this voice, she trembled, and she knew who it was without looking. Remembering that he had spoken to her so viciously in the dream just now, she couldn't help but hate her even more. She turned her head coldly and tried to hide it, but

She exerted too much force and pulled the injury on her shoulder. The pain made her burst into tears.

Xia Houlie was a little angry: "What are you doing looking like this? You still don't recognize me?"

Mu Qingwan still didn't look at him, and she cursed in her heart: It's just because she recognized you that she became even more angry!

Seeing her like this, Xia Houlie wanted to be angry but couldn't, so he had to soften his tone and said: "Okay, don't be afraid, it's me, you are safe, no one can bully you anymore..."

Mu Qingwan bit her lip and said nothing. The lustful man's face flashed in her mind, and her body trembled. She couldn't imagine what she would have become if Helian Mo Xiao hadn't interrupted the man.

Being taken over by such a disgusting man was simply more uncomfortable than killing her.

But why should this man act like a protector in front of her? Who forced her to marry Beiyan, who took her by force, and who viciously threatened to attack Xichu if she disobeyed?

No one can bully her anymore? Humph, he, Xia Houlie, is the one who bullies her the most and cruelly!

Xia Houlie stretched out his hand again, and something cold stuck to her skin. He then wiped it away with his fingers and rubbed it. She gasped in pain, turned her head and gritted her teeth and said:

"You can't be gentle!"

Xia Houlie was startled by her yelling. When Mu Qingwan thought he was going to get angry again, he actually just leaned over and kissed her on the face, saying warmly:

"You have a bruise on your body. It needs to be rubbed away to heal quickly. Just bear with it for now, be good."

Mu Qingwan glanced at him inexplicably. Didn't he hold her responsible for pushing Yun Luo down? She smiled bitterly and asked, then is her behavior like this a blessing in disguise?

Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly felt a sharp pain on her shoulder. The pain made her burst into tears. She couldn't help shouting anymore: "It hurts so much!"

He sighed, "No matter how painful it is, I can only endure it, otherwise it will hurt even more tomorrow. Okay, be good, stop making trouble."

Mu Qingwan buried her head in the pillow and stopped talking. She bit the corner of the pillow bitterly, imagining it as Xia Houlie's hand and wanting to bite him to death. Only then did she feel better.

But the pain was too severe. At first, she tried her best not to cry in front of him, but gradually, she couldn't bear it anymore, and the tears started flowing down, and the silent sobs slowly turned into loud wails.

Cry, as if you want to cry out all the fear and grievances you have been holding back.

When Xia Houlie listened to her whimpering, he felt as if his heart was being torn apart by something. The numbness and pain made him feel uncomfortable even breathing.

He disliked women who cried, acted coquettishly, and acted crazy. But when he saw the scars all over her body, he hoped that she would cry for a longer time and vent all the grievances in her heart instead of holding them in her heart.

This kind of Mu Qingwan is the real Mu Qingwan. She is no longer the woman who is so calm that makes him angry. She can also cry, she can be angry, she can be wronged, and she can also act coquettishly.

He carefully treated all the wounds on her body, then covered her with the quilt, hugged her whole body in his arms, pressed his thin lips against her forehead, and pressed a delicate kiss, "Okay,

Don't cry, this medicine is very effective and you will be fine in two days."

Mu Qingwan felt uncomfortable being held by him, and with red eyes, she stretched out her hand to push him: "The medicine has been given, you can go."

Xia Houlie stared at her with slightly narrowed eyes. This woman had the ability to easily anger him!

With a strong force, he hugged her tighter, and the wound was pressed by him. Mu Qingwan gasped in pain, her beautiful eyes filled with anger, "If you want to kill me to vent your anger, it seems faster to just use a knife."

Xia Houlie saw that her face turned pale in pain, and then he realized that he had used too much force. He couldn't help but feel even more upset, and his tone began to sound bad:

"Mu Qingwan, I haven't argued with you about your recommendation of Luo'er today, but you still dare to show your temper in front of me?"

Mu Qingwan thought of Yun Luo's sinister and vicious face, and then looked at Xia Houlie's frosty face. Her heart hurt as if she was being pricked by a needle, so she slapped him without thinking.

A crisp sound echoed in the inner hall, and his face was hit sideways. The wound on his hand seemed to have opened again, it stung very much, and there was a subtle but sharp pain in the palm of his hand.

He slowly turned his head and looked at her quietly, but his eyes were like ice water pouring down from his pocket, making her body seem to be covered with ice. The man whipping her with a rope flashed in his mind.

At the scene of him sneering, she no longer dared to look at him. She hurriedly pulled the quilt and buried her head in it, trembling inside.

After a while, she noticed that his hands started to pull the quilt. She screamed in fright, pulled the quilt tightly, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Xia Houlie...don't...don't hit me..."

Xia Houlie's movements in his hands paused. After a moment, the anger in his dark eyes began to burn wildly. He pulled the quilt hard and quickly pulled her out of the quilt. He turned her face and looked into the depths of her eyes.

, it felt like there was something stuck in my throat, and my voice became hoarse:

"When did I hit you? Huh? Mu Qingwan, you actually think of me as that beast..."

Mu Qingwan was frightened by his angry expression and shook her head desperately, but her body could not stop shaking. Seeing her like this, Xia Houlie closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm down his emotions.

Calm down a little.

Brushing away her messy hair, he leaned down and kissed her sweaty forehead, "Never again, I promise you, this kind of thing will never happen a second time!"

Although she pretended to be calm, it would be difficult for any woman to let go of such an experience easily. No wonder she was so afraid.

Seeing that she had calmed down, he sat down on the bedside, took her head into his arms, stroked her hair, and said slowly:

"Why are you still so stubborn? A man with a similar back can make you lose your temper..."

Mu Qingwan froze, he saw it!

Sensing her stiffness, his big hand paused, and after a moment he continued to caress her head, and continued:

"Yun Luo just asked you if that man looks like your old friend, so you pushed her away. Do you know that if something really happens to her, Yun Lanshan will never let you go..."

Mu Qingwan felt as if her heart was being rubbed hard by someone's hands, and her throat was sore. She opened her mouth, but was so choked that she couldn't spit out a single word. She breathed hard, and when she felt better, she spoke in a hoarse voice:

"She said that to you?"

Xia Houlie frowned and looked down at her, "Let's end today's matter. If you treat her again in the future..."

Mu Qingwan ignored her injuries and suddenly pushed him away and sat up on the bed.

The fragrance in his arms suddenly disappeared, and the warmth was no longer there. Xia Houlie was so shocked that he wanted to reach out and grab it, but he only managed to grab a few strands of hair.

"Since you believe whatever nonsense she says, I have nothing to say. If you want to kill her or cut her into pieces, I will accept it. There is no need to show off."
To be continued...