When she found herself smiling and wanted to regain her sad expression, everything became so weird that it was too late to take it back.
"Okay, if you laugh, you forgive me. What happened just now is not counted. Let's start over." Feng Xing jumped forward again without fear of death, showing a determination that he would be glad to be kicked to death.
He untied the rope that bound Qian Xun.
He found some medicinal wine and carefully wiped her bruises covered in green and red. The care in his eyes did not seem to be fake. The complicated look in his eyes that mixed regret and heartache, Qianxun would never forget it for the rest of his life.
Fake?
Really?
Too stupid to tell the difference.
She grabbed the thin quilt on the side, covered her body, and let out a deep breath.
"Master Feng, I want to leave."
She was scared to death of this man, and her fear of someone had reached its highest point in her life.
His breath, his approach, and his inadvertent movements of hands and feet can create an oppressive aura, making her involuntarily on guard. The slightest movement will immediately startle her as if she is being chased by a hunter.
The rabbit wants to hug the mouse and run away to a place without him, so that it can get rid of the terrible uneasiness.
"It's already dark, and we're still halfway up the mountain. Even driving is still very inconvenient. If you want to leave, you have to wait until dawn at least." He wasn't surprised that she would make such a request, and he didn't force her to do anything.
Stay, objectively lay out all the current situations, return the choice to her hands, and put forward pertinent suggestions, "Why don't you have a good night's sleep tonight, and I'll give it to you after breakfast tomorrow morning."
He jumped out of bed and turned out the light.
With Qianxun's worried eyes, he returned and lay down on the bed, "Go to sleep."
"What are you doing?" She froze beside the bed, hugging the quilt in her hands tightly.
A big hand came over calmly.
She subconsciously avoided it and fled further away.
However, she is faster and he is faster.
After the world was spinning, she fell heavily on the soft bed. He pressed forward, his arms tightly around her waist, and his warm fingers pressed against her cold skin. Both of them felt so comfortable.
Feel.
"Qianqian, I just want to hug you for a while. I know that you must be very angry with me now. You want to leave immediately and never see me again. If it is destined to be like this, I don't want to leave your side tonight, even so
It's indeed a bit shameless to do it, but I don't want to leave any regrets in my life, especially about you."
He murmured into her ear and held her tightly through the thin quilt.
This time, his hands behaved well and did not touch randomly.
He kissed her long hair, the sweet aroma made him feel satisfied.
He really doubted that there would ever be a day in his life when he would get tired of it.
He was really crazy just now, he was so impulsive and irritable, and said many stupid things that he could not take back.
When it comes to her, he can't always calm down. When he thinks back to his words, they are sharper than a sword and so mean that he breaks out in a cold sweat.
If it were him and he was attacked like this, it wouldn't be as if he shot that person with a gun. He would remember this grudge for the rest of his life and never forgive him.