Xuewei shook her head, her lips trembling, "No... no... I... please..."
Xuewei's begging made Guan Qiyou feel an inexplicable anger in his heart. He pulled Xuewei out of the corner and shouted in a deep voice: "Are you so afraid of me? In order to prevent me from touching you, you would rather ignore your dignity.
Begging?”
"..." Xuewei turned away and said silently.
This move completely ignited Guan Qiyou's anger. He pushed Xuewei hard to the sofa, controlled her hands, fixed them above her head, and struck at her clothes with his big hands. He picked them up a few times flexibly.
The buckle was untied.
"No... no... Guan Qiyou, you can't... please... please... let me go!" The sudden chill in her chest made Xuewei particularly scared, and that night reappeared in her mind.
situation.
"What are you afraid of? I haven't seen anything about you, so why are you pretending to be innocent?" Guan Qiyou's flexible hands roamed Xuewei's body, and an evil smile appeared on his lips. He was handsome but made people tremble with fear.
Xuewei almost wanted to struggle, but she couldn't move at all. She closed her eyes in pain and let Guan Qiyou do whatever he wanted to her body.
The clothes fell off her shoulders, and a tear fell unexpectedly. Xuewei seemed to be waiting for the judgment of fate, and her heart tightened tightly.
The warm palm touched Xuewei's delicate and cool skin, and her body trembled slightly for a moment, and her pores stood up.
Guan Qiyou held her waist, and with a little force, she turned over and lay face down on the sofa.
"Guan Qiyou, what...are you going to do?" Xuewei lost her voice.
"Shut up." Guan Qiyou ordered, his tone harsh and full of anger.
Immediately afterwards, Xuewei felt something slightly cool touching the injured area on her back. The burning feeling was instantly replaced, a hint of comfort and coolness penetrated into the skin, and the pain also eased.
"You..." Xuewei wanted to look back and see what happened.
But Guan Qiyou held his shoulders and said, "Don't move, just lie down obediently."
"What...did you do to my back?" Xuewei turned her head, glanced at Guan Qiyou, and asked lightly.
Guan Qiyou took Xuewei's taken off clothes and covered her body, still saying without any warmth: "Wait until the medicine is absorbed, then put your clothes back on." After saying that, he stood up and walked out.
There is a faint smell of medicine floating in the air, mixed with the fragrance of mint. It feels cool on my back, and I can no longer feel the pain.
It turned out that he asked her to take off her clothes in order to apply medicine to her.
An inexplicable and complicated emotion flashed through Xuewei's heart. She lay on the sofa for a while, then slowly sat up and put on her clothes carefully.
At this time, she spared her energy and looked around the room. It seemed that few people lived here, but it was still spotlessly clean. The bright black and white colors were the main tone of the room, which looked simple yet elegant.
It shows the extraordinary quality of the owner.
Although Xuewei didn't know where this place was, but because Guan Qiyou was extremely familiar with this place, Xuewei also knew that this place belonged to him.
But what was he doing by bringing her here? Was he pitying her because he had nowhere to go?
"What? Do you feel better?" A cold voice came. Xuewei was slightly shuddered and looked towards the door. Guan Qiyou was leaning on the door, looking at her for a moment, with a trace of laughter flowing from the corners of her slightly raised lips.