307, who fulfills love and hangs around to appease
Qiao Ye, love is clearly there, but how do we fulfill it?
He waited for her answer, but she couldn't make a choice. After a while, she said: "You are a grown man, what do you want me to say if you don't want me to ask for anything... please go out." In the corner of his eye, Xiao Yichen and Shen Ce were standing there. At the door, she could say nothing more.
Qiao Ye turned his back to the door. When he heard her refusal, he almost knelt down by the bed and begged again: "Yun Shu, I beg you, don't leave. From now on, I will listen to you and do whatever you want." Let's do it according to our wishes. How about we accompany the babies to grow up together? We parents haven't spent time with them properly." Seeing the two babies grow up, he realized what he had missed.
Even though there were outsiders at the door, her tears fell unconsciously after hearing what he said. He was indeed powerful in the past, but she had never hated him for it. She had long been accustomed to it and regarded all his bad temper as her own. Part.
He was right. These two children were so pitiful. They were kicked out of the house just one week after they were born. They were moved to many places. Their parents had conflicts and had no energy to express their love to them. They were also kidnapped. In less than two months, they were born. She was fed western medicine. Looking at it, it was just like her childhood, rough and desolate.
"Qiao Ye, I've suffered a lot of hurt around you, most of which are related to Qiao Mengzhe. You can take care of him first and then tell me about staying behind. Anyway, I can't leave now, and neither does Xiao Yichen. He stayed with me."
Qiao Ye felt relieved when he heard that she relaxed a little and asked him to eradicate villains like Qiao Mengzhe first. He said, "Okay, his crimes are enough to keep him in prison for a few years. I will deal with it now." As she looked behind her, Xiao Yichen was already standing at the door.
She said to the other side: "Xiao Yichen, is the doctor here?" She didn't want to talk to Qiao Ye anymore. He was so low-profile that she was at a loss as to what to do, and she was afraid of accidentally touching the sensitive relationship again.
Xiao Yichen stepped closer to her bedside and replied: "Not yet, we are already on the way. Let me help you get some medicinal powder first." What was in his hand was the Yunnan Baiyao that Shen Ce had found for him, which had an excellent hemostatic effect.
"Yes." She agreed without even asking what kind of medicinal powder it was. She opened the quilt covering her body and carefully pushed the skirt of her nightgown to one side, exposing the wound and a large area of her chest.
Qiao Ye saw that she had no grudge against Xiao Yichen at all, and was as close to him as he was, so his heart felt sour and his face was stern.
She felt distressed when she saw the wound. She stretched out her hand to take the medicine box and said to Xiao Yichen, "Give it to me. I'll do it." Such an intimate matter should be done by him as a husband.
Xiao Yichen stood still and said coldly: "You go out, you are making her uncomfortable again." She just raised her hand to wipe her tears, and he saw it. It was because he was annoyed that Qiao Ye did not make her happy but made her happy. He had to cry. He didn't know, was love like this? It brought more pain than happiness, but he still couldn't let it go.
Qiao Ye became furious, stood up, looked at him, and said angrily: "I think you are here to drive a wedge between us." This man had evil intentions towards his wife, and he justifiably kicked him out, which was too much.
Xie Yunshu was lying on the bed watching the tense battle between the two men, and hurriedly advised: "Qiao Ye, don't say that." No matter who the three of them faced now, they would be quite embarrassed.
Qiao Ye lowered his head to look at her. Because of her delicate eyes, he had to suppress his anger and said, "I'm going to handle Qiao Mengzhe's matter. Please be good and tell Butler Feng if you have anything." He leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. , with gentle eyes.
Xie Yunshu looked at him steadily and said "Yeah" obediently. It must be said that his aura was always strong, making her obey unconsciously.
After Qiao Ye went out, Xiao Yichen sat down by the bed, lowered his eyes to observe her wounds, and without looking at her, said clearly: "He must not let you go."
He first used sterile gauze to absorb the blood from her wound, cleaned the skin, and observed the bleeding.
Xie Yunshu didn't know how to explain it to him. He had heard some of the conversation just now, so he just responded in a low voice and was speechless for a while.
He unscrewed the lid of the medicine box, took out a small amount of medicine powder, and said, "I won't force you, you make your own choice." As he said that, he put the medicine powder close to her wound.
She defended herself: "Yi Chen, I'm in a dilemma...hiss" before she could finish her words, she took a breath of cold air. The powder sprinkled on the wound was not as painful as usual. Those tiny powders melted into the wound, and the cells were all destroyed. Excited.
He quickly stopped his hand and asked with concern: "Does it hurt?" Shen Ce had told him before that it would hurt if he applied it, and he was just talking to her to distract her attention. Unexpectedly, she still had a strong reaction.
Xie Yunshu gritted her teeth, shook her head, and said briefly: "It's okay." After saying that, she bit her lower lip, not daring to take a big breath, but even if she didn't move, the sting was still obvious.
Xiao Yichen saw that she was holding back a cold sweat, and knew that it must be painful, so he comforted her: "The bleeding will stop in a while, just bear with it." Looking at the wound, there was no blood seeping out. Of course, it might have been caused by him. There was a little too much powder and it was covered.
"Yeah." She hummed, stretched out her hand from under the quilt and held his hand.
Xiao Yichen's heart moved, and he looked at her with more gentle eyes. Seeing her biting her lips, he leaned forward and kissed her softly on the cheek, moving slowly to relieve her tense mood.
The gentle kiss did make her relax a little, and she breathed quietly in response to his movements.
He lingered on her delicate and white cheeks, gradually moved emotionally, and held her shoulders with his hands, as if he was holding a treasure.
The door to the bedroom was still open, and Qiao Ye's affectionate plea just now appeared in front of her. She felt suffocated in her heart. Just when his kiss was about to fall on her lips, she raised her arms in time to resist his movement, and reminded softly: "Don't Like this, if he wasn't in Haicheng, he would be in trouble if he saw it." What she said was the truth. If Qiao Ye saw this scene, he would probably have a big fight with Xiao Yichen.
Even though her attitude was gentle, his heart still sank. She actually cared about Qiao Ye so much. He and she would never go back to the time in the small apartment.
He straightened up and sat quietly by the bed. Xie Yunshu looked at him anxiously, but there was no emotion on his expression at all.
Knowing that she was looking at him, he did not turn around to look at her. He said after a while: "I asked the kitchen to make food, you can eat whatever you want." After saying that, he got up and left the bedroom, and went downstairs to carry the cooked eight-treasure porridge. .The cool air in the corridor caressed his face, refreshing it.
Xie Yunshu stared blankly at the ceiling, his clear eyes showing hesitation. Even if she was not as emotionally intelligent as she was, it should be clear by now that she had to choose between these two men, otherwise all three of them would not be happy.
They were husband and wife for a long time, and Qiao Ye once held her in the palm of his hand, but he stumbled and knocked her to the ground a few times. His original intention must have been to comfort her. As for Xiao Yichen, from the day they met, he only thought of her. Looking into his eyes, his love for her was so pure that there was no trace of impurity.
