The bright bathroom light made the several scars on his body that made his heart beat horribly invisible.
She stared at him blankly, remembering that Yan Guo once mentioned Mu Feng's unknown hardships and efforts over the years... The mottled scars were of different shades of color and intertwined. She saw that on his back, close to his heart, there was a scar.
There are two scars superimposed on each other, and new pink flesh grows out and presses on the healed deep red scar, which is shocking and breathtaking.
Mu Feng...
I don't know what happened to you...
Behind her back, he concentrated on adjusting the amount of water in the bun: "This won't sting her eyes..." The water flow was too fast, and she kept rubbing her eyes.
The little man behind him didn't respond for a long time. Just as he was about to turn around to look, his spine felt hot. She hugged him from behind, and his whole body was trembling slightly.
"Mu Feng..." He cried with sobs, making his heart suddenly become sour...
He patted the small hands around his waist, feeling guilty and comforting: "Does it still hurt? It's all my fault, causing you to suffer..."
Xiaojing didn't answer, he felt strange...
"Xiaojing..." He called softly, trying to pull her into his arms to comfort her, but suddenly he felt her cool lips pressing against the back of his heart, freezing...
His body gradually became stiff, and Chen Mufeng felt burning pain throughout his chest...
"You idiot...don't you know that a bullet will hurt you?"
Silent silence...only the sound of rushing water seemed to annotate his tragic past.
Full of panic and pity, Xiaojing couldn't bear the huge impact and burst into tears. The tears mixed with the water flowing from her unkempt hair, and she couldn't tell which one was the teardrop rolling down from her heart. She held tightly
She held him stubbornly, wanting to use her warmth to soothe the numerous pains he had suffered...
His eyes were swollen, but a wave of enthusiasm gradually surged in his heart. As she approached, it surged and surged... quickly moving towards his limbs and bones, driving away the loneliness and coldness hidden in his bones...
Finally, he wiped her body dry and carried her to the bed...
He wanted to find some clothes to put on and apply medicine to her wounds, but Yao Xiaojing hooked his neck, took the 187-year-old man forcefully to the bed, and pressed him under her...
His eyes were like washed black glass, emitting dazzling brilliance in the dark night.
She touched his chest with her slender fingertips and said with great seriousness: "You...Chen Mufeng, from today on, remember that you are no longer alone...if you don't take your life seriously
What... then..." He paused, raised his eyebrows and looked into his deep and beautiful eyes, and said with stern words: "Even if I become a goblin, I won't let you go ---------"
He was stunned for a moment, then showed a big smile to her.
His smile came from the heart's touch and joy, like the sunshine in the dark night, illuminating her heart and blinding her eyes... and finally succeeded in arousing her overwhelming passion.
"No...Xiaojing...you're not healed yet..." There was a layer of fine beads of sweat on his head, all of which were caused by his efforts to endure the consequences of her destructive rubbing and teasing. He protected his important parts.
, looking at her panting with an innocent and complicated expression...
"Okay..." She climbed up from him to show him...
"It can't be that fast... There is a process for wound healing..." Although he almost couldn't hold back the desire, but when he saw the dots of red plums on the sheets and her pretty face that was pale and bear the pain just now... he
Still refuse with all my heart.
She stared at him tangledly, thinking, how to explain to the uncivilized primitive major the normal phenomenon of hymen rupture and bleeding. Who stipulates that a woman cannot have a second time immediately after the first time...
"This is normal...haven't you popularized sexual knowledge in college?" She decided to enlighten him...but when she looked down, she looked pitiful and looked like he was being bullied by evil people, and couldn't help but laugh again...
Is she a bully who takes advantage of her?
Slap him lightly, twist the tip of his nose, and force him with a smile: "Say...you really don't know about this?"
He nodded in a muffled voice, looking rather troubled: "How can I know?" The life in the military academy was like an ascetic, and he had no time to study the first time between men and women...
After twisting it again, he frowned in pain, then he relaxed his hand and stood up straight with a smile...
Following her movements, a pair of fat white doves danced happily on her chest. His eyes dimmed...but he turned his angular face, held her waist and gently pulled her off his body.
.
He grabbed her dishonest little hand and kissed her forehead: "Be obedient... let me give you medicine... when you are well, we will..." and... and... what...
.His face turned red and he did not spit out anything.
Nestled in his warm arms, she felt extremely at ease...
Moved, she pressed a soft kiss on his lips... She closed her eyes and whispered: "It's up to you... Mu Feng, from now on, I am yours alone..."
In a daze...
She felt herself being picked up by him and placed in a soft place, and then there was a cool feeling between her legs. She tried hard to open her eyes to see what he was doing, but her eyelids became heavier and heavier... Later, she was moved by him
He carried her back to the bed and wrapped her in a warm and soft quilt. Her cheek was slightly touched by his rough palm, and then there was no sound. She tried her best to open her eyes, and in the dim light, she only saw him holding her
The silhouette of a pile of things going out disappears at the door...
While dreaming, she could vaguely hear the sound of water flowing, not loud, but a shallow sound, which made her huddle up in the warm bed and fall into deep sleep.
The next morning.
It's the day when the newlyweds come home.
Early in the morning, Chi Yuyan called and urged her daughter, who was sleeping in, to get up...
"Mom...I haven't woken up yet..." She yawned and looked towards the empty bedroom...and found that he was not in the room. She sat up and what surprised her even more was that
, the bedspread under the body has been replaced by another set of brand new plain color patterns.
Could it be... wasn't he dreaming last night? He didn't sleep and washed the blood-stained bedspread?