Chu Qiao is still dizzy now. She doesn't know whether she was dizzy from Meng Yanchen's kiss or his words.
"You, it's you, and only you!"
You, and only you, represent uniqueness. So is she? Is she unique to Meng Yanchen?
At this time, Chu Qiao was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Meng Yanchen held her little Tianzhi without any explanation.
Meng Yanchen, on the other hand, was sitting on the stall, holding her little feet in his hands, his gaze falling on her injured area. His hands were hot, and the temperature spread from his skin to the soles of her feet, making them slightly hot.
Meng Yanchen lowered his head slightly, his eyes were attentive, holding a small tweezers in his hand, and carefully cleaned the porcelain shavings on Chu Qiao's soles. His movements were very small, just to avoid hurting Chu Qiao.
As for Chu Qiao, who was sitting beside the bed, her eyes naturally fell on Meng Yanchen.
Under the thin bangs, a pair of narrow phoenix eyes were shining, looking at the soles of her feet. The corners of his mouth were pursed tightly, forming a faint green line with no arc. He frowned tightly, but still could not hide his smile.
Handsome and charming.
Chu Qiao's heart felt slightly sweet.
It would be great if he could truly love her.
Life is long, but being with him will only feel short to her.
Suddenly, there was a pain in the sole of his foot. Chu Qiao couldn't help but frown and let out a slight 'hiss'.
Meng Yanchen raised his head and looked at Chu Qiao: "It hurts? Did I hurt you? But please bear with it. If these porcelain shavings are not cleaned, they will be very harmful to the healing of the wound!" His eyes flashed.
A trace of heartache. He was trying his best to reduce her pain. However, it still hurt him.
Yang Qiaoyin is just her replacement, but she is the woman who should bully him!
He will definitely not let her go!
Chu Qiao puffed out her cheeks, rolled her black eyes roundly, and pouted: "Oh!" She said it unwillingly. What the hell. What is her relationship with her?
I don’t understand, I don’t understand, it’s a mess, it’s a complete mess!
Meng Yanchen looked at Chu Qiao and couldn't help but twitching the corner of his mouth: "Chu Qiao, why are you and Yang Qiaoyin... that today?" That actually refers to fighting.
"Oh! So her name is Yang Qiaoyin!" Chu Qiao nodded vaguely, but when he thought of her proud look, the anger that had just disappeared in her heart came back. Didn't her pride come from Meng Yanchen?
His pampering? He pampered her, he loved her, and now he is treating his wounds so seriously and carefully. What a big deal!
While thinking about it, she withdrew her feet from his palm.
Meng Yanchen felt her break away and tightened his grip: "Chu Qiao, what do you want to do?"
"Meng Yanchen, I don't want you to deal with the wound, I can just deal with it myself!" Chu Qiao felt sour when she said it. She tried to break free several times, but found that she couldn't move her feet away at all.
Hold it firmly in your hand.
Chu Qiao felt confused and said: "Where is Xu Anran? Where is she and your child? You have her, but you still provoke other women! Yang Qiaoyin said, she is your woman! Meng Yanchen, what do you have?
How many women? Oh! But how many you have has nothing to do with me! Anyway, I am not your woman!"
Meng Yanchen grabbed Chu Qiao's hand tightly and said in a deep voice: "Yang Qiaoyin, you are not my woman! I have never touched her!" Suddenly, his voice stopped, and he looked straight into Chu Qiao's eyes.
He said word by word: "Chu Qiao, you are my woman!"
At that moment, Chu Qiao could feel Meng Yanchen's seriousness.
However, reason told her.
It is easy to believe, but after believing, if she finds out that she has been deceived again, the pain can be felt once, but she cannot bear it the second time.
The second time, I will be even more scared!
Chu Qiao remained silent, turned her head slightly and looked away. She stopped struggling and allowed Meng Yanchen to fiddle with her injured sole.
Meng Yanchen helped Chu Qiao apply some red potion, and then tied Chu Qiao with a bandage. He was not very good with his hands, and he was worried about Chu Qiao's injury. He wrapped the bandages layer by layer, fearing that Chu Qiao's injury would heal.
No. So, Chu Qiao's feet were wrapped tightly like a big rice dumpling.
He stood up from the carpet because his feet had been crossed.
For a person who is over 1.8 meters tall, it is very uncomfortable to rest his feet, so the moment he stood up, his calves could not help but feel numb.
As soon as your feet become weak, you will want to fall.
Chu Qiao was originally looking away, but when she saw Meng Yanchen's legs were weak, she immediately grabbed his hand.
As soon as he leaned forward, he covered her body again, and they fell on the bed together.
Very close, nose to nose.
Meng Yanchen was breathing heavily and wanted her very much. But he knew that she still resisted him.
I didn't want to force her, so I restrained my desires.
"Chu Qiao, how much have you suffered?" Meng Yanchen asked in a hoarse voice. He knew a little, but he wanted to hear it from her mouth.
bitter……
She suffered.
In the three years she was gone, she only cried five times.
The first time, the doctor said that Xiao Xi could not be saved, and she begged hard. She wanted to save both of them, or neither of them.
The second time, when Xiao Xi was born, the doctor asked her what the baby's name would be, and she answered Chu Xi. Xi, hope for Xi.
The third time, Xiao Xi fell ill and she had little money. She cried and begged a doctor, and she worked as a nurse in the hospital for five days.
The fourth time, Xiaoxi was hungry. She really had no money, so she chose to steal.
The fifth time, Xiao Xi insisted on asking her for Daddy. Daddy, there is... but where can she find it for him.
Chu Qiao couldn't help but burst into tears, and nodded honestly for the first time: "Yes! I have suffered a lot... many times, I couldn't hold on." If it weren't for Xiao Xi, there would really be nothing to support her.
Until now!
Tears fell down.
"I'm in pain, but where are you? Every time I can't hold on anymore, you're not the one who's by my side!" Chu Qiao murmured.
Meng Yanchen's body trembled. Her words may have been unintentional, but they seemed like sharp swords piercing his heart, causing endless pain.
Meng Yanchen slightly distanced the distance between the two of them. He stretched out his thumb and brushed away the glistening tears on Chu Qiao's face: "No more... I will never let something like this happen to you again! I believe it.
Me, Chu Qiao!"
Chu Qiao felt the warmth of his thumb, but the more she felt it, the more tears she shed.
This time, can she believe him?
How to believe it? How to believe him?
She bit her lip, her almond-shaped eyes shone lightly, and tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Chu Qiao, don't cry...if you cry, I don't know what to do?"
Meng Yanchen was always a domineering and cruel person, but in the past three years, he has become even more domineering. Ruthless and cold are synonymous with him. However, when facing Chu Qiao, what should he do to Chu Qiao?
It is recorded in the Bible that Eve was one of Adam's ribs.
And, Chu Qiao is his rib, Meng Yanchen, and his weak spot...