Mo Qingying reached out and stroked the pain on her forehead, "Thank you for saving me last night." If it had been someone else, would it be impossible for her to lie here peacefully?
"Be good, take a good rest first." Qi Yu asked her to sit and took the cushion for her to lean on comfortably.
"Are you hungry? Would you like some porridge?" He picked up the bowl on the side and took the spoon.
Mo Qingying looked at the strange-colored porridge in front of her, and then looked up at Qi Yu. "I cooked it myself. If you don't want to eat it, I'll buy it for you, okay?" Qi Yu wanted to put down the bowl, but
Pulled by Mo Qingying, she opened her mouth and ate the porridge he brought to her mouth.
The porridge seemed to taste a bit salty, but she was indeed hungry. Moreover, he cooked it himself, which made her even more touched.
Blinking her eyes, she shed two lines of tears unconsciously. She thought Qi Yu hated her and she was angry with him. He and Sophia were so close. She said she was not angry, which was a lie.
But now that she saw him personally cooking the porridge and feeding her, her nose felt sore and she couldn't stop crying?
Qi Yu put down the bowl, "What's wrong? Why are you crying? Does the porridge not taste good? If it doesn't taste good, don't eat it. I'll go downstairs to buy it for you later."
Listening to his words, Mo Qingying's tears fell even harder, and she squeezed his sleeves tightly with her little hands.
"Ying'er?" Qi Yu looked at her tears, but didn't know what to do? How could he make her sad?
Mo Qingying threw herself into his arms the next second, leaning on his chest and crying.
Qi Yu patted her back gently, "Does the wound hurt? I'll call the doctor, okay?"
Mo Qingying let go and said, "I want to take a shower."
"Okay, let me put the bath water for you." Qi Yu picked her up and walked into the bathroom, putting warm water in the jacuzzi.
"Get out." Mo Qingying pushed Qi Yu out of the bathroom, closed the bathroom door, and locked it.
"Ying'er, Ying'er!" Qi Yu was afraid of hurting her, so he let her push him out of the bathroom, but he was still worried about her, for fear that she would do something stupid.
Mo Qingying took off her nightgown. Her arms and legs were all covered with bruises. Seeing herself like this, it was like seeing the places Su Yunrong had touched on her body.
She vomited and felt acid reflux in her stomach.
The next second, he was lying in front of the toilet and vomiting. All the few mouthfuls of porridge he had just eaten were completely vomited.
It was as if he wanted to empty out the entire contents of his stomach, and he vomited until he was weak. Tears kept falling from his vomiting, and his eyes were all red.
After a long time, she struggled to get up and looked at the bathtub full of foam. She felt that she was very dirty and she wanted to wash herself clean.
Qi Yu took a bite of the porridge he cooked and found it tasted very bad, while the girl Ying'er ate most of the bowl. Then, he put on a coat and walked out of the apartment to buy her favorite snacks, but when he came back
, only to find that the bathroom door was still locked, and an uneasy feeling crept into his heart.
"Ying'er! Open the door!" Qi Yu slammed the carved and frosted glass door and pushed it open.
"Ying'er! Ying'er! If you don't open the door, I will open the door with the key and go in." Qi Yu couldn't hear any sound in the room, so he took out a key from the drawer of the bedside table, opened the door and went in.
He saw Mo Qingying soaking in the bathtub. Her originally fair skin was rubbed red. She had been soaked in the water for too long, and her whole body had wrinkles.
"Ying'er, what are you doing!" Qi Yu quickly took her out of the bathtub and took her into the shower room. The warm water washed away the foam on her body, and the skin under his eyes was all wet.
It looked like red blood was oozing out.
"Let me go, don't touch me! I'm not clean yet, not clean yet!" Mo Qingying growled at him in a hoarse voice.
Qi Yu's shirt was also wet from the shower head, but he still hugged her tightly, "Ying'er, that's enough, you are mine! He has never touched you, no!"
"No! I feel so disgusting, please let me go! Please let me clean up, okay? I'm begging you, please." Mo Qingying's growl gradually turned into a low sob.
Qi Yu took the bath towel and put it on her body. He carried her back to the bedroom and let her lie down on the bed. Then he took off his wet clothes, lifted the quilt, got into the bed, and hugged her.
In my arms.
"Ying'er, look at me." Qi Yu forced her body over, and the two of them faced each other on soft pillows.
Mo Qingying lowered her eyes and didn't look at him. She suddenly felt that she was so stupid. She didn't dare to ask Qi Yu face to face if something happened, but she followed Su Yunrong's advice. Even if she didn't understand or figure it out in her heart, she couldn't figure it out.
Why should you stupidly listen to the nonsense of the Su family?
Qi Yu gently stroked her back. The originally fair and smooth skin was now red with water, and it would take some time to recover.
"Ying'er, will you blame me?" Qi Yu asked after a long time.
Mo Qingying shook her head. What she was blaming him for was because the two of them would have had no results at all. It was because she was too stupid, and she was not qualified to blame him. If it hadn't been for him, perhaps Mo Qingying would have been there today.
He would be dead.
She never thought that she would have the courage to survive after being humiliated like that by Su Yunrong.
"Then are you still angry with me?" After so many days, he gave her time, and he also gave himself time, but he never thought that when he saw her again, it would be in that kind of situation, in that scene.
.
When he saw her face covered with blood and her clothes torn to pieces, she fainted in his arms. At that moment, he was very scared, afraid of losing her.
"Do you want me to be angry?" Mo Qingying said calmly. She didn't see him and avoided him because she wanted to forget him and everything about him and Sophia. She couldn't do it.
She simply couldn't forget him.
It turned out that her love for him was still so deep and strong.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made you angry." Qi Yu kissed her forehead gently and placed thin kisses on her cheeks.
"Don't, don't touch me." Mo Qingying subconsciously wanted to escape.
Qi Yu's long arms clasped her waist tightly, tightening his grip and keeping her close to him, "I said, you are mine, you can only be mine, have you forgotten?"
"I'm not!" Mo Qingying hurriedly denied.
"You're not? Then who is?" Qi Yu doesn't like her being so stubborn. Is it so difficult to admit that she still loves him and accept that what she wants is him?
Mo Qingying turned her head and looked at the ceiling, her eyes fixed on the exquisite crystal chandelier. She didn't want to worry about this issue anymore.
Yes or no, actually, it doesn't matter to her.
Now, she just wants to forget what happened last night, and she wants to start over. No matter whether the person accompanying her is Qi Yu or Yi Qihao, she just wants to live an ordinary life, and never let herself fall into this kind of situation.