He Lianqing lifted the quilt from Qian Xiaojue's lower body and gently took off her pants, this time with a very gentle movement.
Seeing the mess on her lower body, regret flashed in his eyes. There were obvious signs of tearing there, and there was even a slight trace of blood... He reached out and gently wiped her awake, Qian Xiaojue didn't listen and shrank upward,
She felt pain and discomfort.
"Don't move." He Lianqing pressed his waist to stop her attempts to struggle, and then continued to clean up for her. After she was clean, he put her pants on, and then carefully covered her with the quilt.
"You've already been hurt, why do you have to make up for it..." Qian Xiaojue complained angrily through gritted teeth, lowering his eyes, feeling very aggrieved.
He Lianqing put down the towel, stood up, leaned towards Qian Xiaojue, stretched out his arms to pull her into his arms, and said three words sincerely: "I'm sorry."
Qian Xiaojue's arrogance was indeed half gone. He had never said this sincerely before...
"Let me go!" But she was still angry, angry with him for everything! He should have been hurt when he called her, but he still didn't tell her, and he even forced himself on her just now. How could she think and be angry!!
So she struggled to get him to let go of her, but He Lianqing pressed her injured arm and said anxiously: "Cat, don't make trouble, you can hit me, but you can't use this hand."
As soon as Qian Xiaojue recognized him, her anxiety towards him finally calmed down and she no longer struggled.
She also knew that his arms were injured on both sides, and his legs were more serious, and they had not yet fully healed.
"Why, if I hadn't been kidnapped by that Ye Feihan today, would you not have come back? Did I still not know that you were injured!?" What Qian Xiaojue is most angry about is this! It's more rude than what he just said rudely.
I'm still angry at myself!
"...Yeah." Although he knew she would be angry, he honestly admitted what he was thinking.
"You...!" Qian Xiaojue gritted her teeth angrily, and her whole body trembled. Helian Qing turned her head and kissed Qian Xiaojue's mouth forcefully. His tongue, which was neither gentle nor patient, penetrated her lips and teeth to suck.
He swept her away, as if no matter how hard he licked her, it was not enough. He kissed her until her lips were red and swollen and her tongue ached before he was willing to let her go.
Qian Xiaojue blushed and wanted to hit him, but when she moved her limbs, she realized that they were restrained by him and couldn't move anywhere.
"What do you mean? It's like this every time, is it interesting!?" Qian Xiaojue was finally annoyed. He wanted to block her mouth every time he kissed her. Do you think she wouldn't think of anything?
He Lianqing raised his head, stared at Qian Xiaojue's angry face with his dark eyes, pursed his thin lips and finally whispered: "I don't know what to do..."
Qian Xiaojue trembled all over and looked at Helian Qing without knowing why.
He Lianqing stretched out his hand and gently touched Qian Xiaojue's pale and smooth face, staring at her, his eyes deep but uneasy: "If I accidentally sacrificed my life, if I became disabled, if
My body is no longer as strong and healthy as it is now, and I don't know what to do... So I thought, don't want you to know, don't want you to look embarrassed every time you see me, so that you won't think like me,
If you worry, you will not be afraid. If you are not afraid... you will not leave."
Qian Xiaojue looked at He Lianqing like this in shock. He was really scared, he was really worried, he really... didn't want to let himself think about the possibilities he thought of.