"Does it hurt?" Han Beier looked at Dongfang Ao guiltily.
"I'm sorry!" There is no pain in Dongfang Ao's eyes, but regret, heartache and pity.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!..." He stroked her hair and said sorry over and over again.
What he wants to do more is to hold her in his arms, comfort her and cherish her
But, he can't
Because the whiplash on her back forced Han Beier to lie on the bed. If he hugged her, he would definitely hurt her wound.
"I'm sorry!" Dongfang Ao repeated, blaming himself, "I'm sorry! I didn't take good care of you! I caused you to get hurt, I'm sorry..."
"Why did I find such a long-winded fiancé?" Han Beier frowned, "Are you being tricked by a ghost? You kept talking in one sentence!"
Dongfang Ao was shocked
dumbfounding
sigh
"You are such a heartless girl!" Dongfang Ao shook his head helplessly, "How could I fall in love with such a annoying little goblin like you!"
"Stop blaming yourself!" Han Beier held Dongfang Ao's hand with her backhand.
Look at him frowning
See him blaming himself
It hurts to see him
Han Beier's heart felt sweet and warm
However, I also feel very distressed and reluctant to part with you.
"Don't be sad anymore! I was at fault too. I shouldn't have sneaked out without saying a word." Han Beier lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, her black eyelashes covering her beautiful eyes.
"Belle! My men said that you disappeared after drinking in the dark night. What happened to you? How did you end up with wounds all over your body?" Seeing that Han Beier was in much better spirits, Dongfang Ao had the intention to ask Han Beier what happened.
Where did the adventure go?
"Ah?" Han Beier blinked, hesitating whether he should tell Dongfang Ao everything in the Dark Night Palace.
If she, Dongfang Aoji, turned out to be an auction item in the Dark Night Palace, lying in the spotlight wearing a silk nightgown and being stared at by many men, how would he react?
Will he get angry?
Going crazy?
Will he beat her up?
Or will he set a fire and burn down the Night Palace?
These reactions don’t seem good!
Or should we stop talking about it now?
"Hmph! You have the nerve to ask me? Where is Jiang Yurou? Where is she? You actually yelled at me for her. I get angry when I think about it. You made me so angry!"
Han Beier knows that the most useful tactics now are to strike first, sue the bad guys first, and take things into consideration.
