When Xia Zhenai woke up, it was already late at night.
My body was floating and I had no strength.
When he slowly opened his eyes, a respectful voice came from his ears: "Young mistress, you finally woke up..."
Xia Zhenai blinked and then saw the maid standing beside the bed.
He struggled to hold himself up and wanted to get up.
The maid immediately went over to help her: "Master, please don't move."
Xia Zhenai felt that her body was sore, especially her lips were stinging, and her mouth smelled of blood.
"Water...cough cough cough~"
The maid immediately poured a glass of water and handed it to her: "Madam, here comes the water."
Xia Zhenai leaned on the bedside weakly, her face as pale as snow. After taking a few sips of water, she seemed to wake up slowly: "Where is Haoxuan?"
The maid told what happened today truthfully: "The young master is discussing things with Master Mo in the study."
Xia Zhenai was at a loss for a while, then she pushed herself up and tried to get out of bed.
"Young lady, where do you want to go?"
"Study~"
"But, the young master told you not to get out of bed and walk around casually, but to have a good rest." the maid urged eagerly.
"I'm fine."
The maid carefully helped Xia Zhenai out of the bedroom and went directly to the study.
As soon as I walked to the door of the study room, I happened to see Mo Ziling coming out of it.
Seeing him, Xia Zhenai was slightly startled, with a hint of embarrassment on her face: "Mr. Mo."
Mo Ziling nodded slightly: "Third brother is inside, you have a good rest, I'm leaving first."
"goodbye!"
Xia Zhenai looked away, then gently pushed the door open and entered.
The maid left knowingly.
As soon as Xia Zhenai walked to the study, she saw Leng Haoxuan standing in front of the window with his back to the door. His whole person exuded an extremely cold aura.
Xia Zhenai took a closer look and could vaguely see the deep and bloodshot scars on his neck, and the guilt in her heart surged like a sea.
Seemingly hearing some movement, Leng Haoxuan thought it was a servant, and an unhappy voice said: "Get out!"
Xia Zhenai bit her lip, walked over, and hugged him tightly from behind.
Leng Haoxuan's body stiffened, and then he realized that it was Zhen Ai.
He narrowed his eyes, turned around slowly, hugged her tightly in his arms, stared at her tenderly, and curled his lips: "Why are you awake?"
Xia Zhenai raised her eyes and glanced at the deep scars on his neck, her eyes full of guilt: "Haoxuan, I'm sorry."
Leng Haoxuan frowned in displeasure: "Who allowed you to apologize to me?"
"Does it still hurt?" Xia Zhenai bit her lip.
Leng Haoxuan's eyes were deep, he gently stroked her cheek, lowered his head, pressed his forehead against hers, and stared at the bone-cut pity in her eyes: "Do you feel pain?"
Xia Zhenai's eyes surged and she comforted him: "Haoxuan, I'm fine."
Leng Haoxuan's eyes darkened, he lowered his head slightly, and blocked her lips fiercely. Today, he seemed to be stimulated by something, and he engulfed her with a fierce kiss.
Their lips were rubbing each other's lips fiercely, and his hands held her tightly, fearing that she would suddenly disappear in the next second.
He even wanted to crush her into pieces and blend into his body.
Xia Zhenai seemed to feel Leng Haoxuan's strangeness, and slowly opened her lips: "Haoxuan..."
Leng Haoxuan stopped suddenly, gently caressed her cheek, stared at her deeply, but remained silent.
Xia Zhenai hugged him all the time: "Haoxuan, am I not fine now? Don't worry, it's already very late, why not go to bed early? Without you by your side, I won't be able to sleep well."
Her comfort made his heart ache, and he murmured in a low voice: "I will be with you every day from now on." When Xia Zhenai woke up, it was already late at night.
My body was floating and I had no strength.
When he slowly opened his eyes, a respectful voice came from his ears: "Young mistress, you finally woke up..."
Xia Zhenai blinked and then saw the maid standing beside the bed.
He struggled to hold himself up and wanted to get up.
The maid immediately went over to help her: "Master, please don't move."
Xia Zhenai felt that her body was sore, especially her lips were stinging, and her mouth smelled of blood.
"Water...cough cough cough~"
The maid immediately poured a glass of water and handed it to her: "Madam, here comes the water."
Xia Zhenai leaned on the bedside weakly, her face as pale as snow. After taking a few sips of water, she seemed to wake up slowly: "Where is Haoxuan?"
The maid told what happened today truthfully: "The young master is discussing things with Master Mo in the study."
Xia Zhenai was at a loss for a while, then she pushed herself up and tried to get out of bed.
"Young lady, where do you want to go?"
"Study~"
"But, the young master told you not to get out of bed and walk around casually, but to have a good rest." the maid urged eagerly.
"I'm fine."
The maid carefully helped Xia Zhenai out of the bedroom and went directly to the study.
As soon as I walked to the door of the study room, I happened to see Mo Ziling coming out of it.
Seeing him, Xia Zhenai was slightly startled, with a hint of embarrassment on her face: "Mr. Mo."
Mo Ziling nodded slightly: "Third brother is inside, you have a good rest, I'm leaving first."
"goodbye!"
Xia Zhenai looked away, then gently pushed the door open and entered.
The maid left knowingly.
As soon as Xia Zhenai walked to the study, she saw Leng Haoxuan standing in front of the window with his back to the door. His whole person exuded an extremely cold aura.
Xia Zhenai took a closer look and could vaguely see the deep and bloodshot scars on his neck, and the guilt in her heart surged like a sea.
Seemingly hearing some movement, Leng Haoxuan thought it was a servant, and an unhappy voice said: "Get out!"
Xia Zhenai bit her lip, walked over, and hugged him tightly from behind.
Leng Haoxuan's body stiffened, and then he realized that it was Zhen Ai.
He narrowed his eyes, turned around slowly, hugged her tightly in his arms, stared at her tenderly, and curled his lips: "Why are you awake?"
Xia Zhenai raised her eyes and glanced at the deep scars on his neck, her eyes full of guilt: "Haoxuan, I'm sorry."
Leng Haoxuan frowned in displeasure: "Who allowed you to apologize to me?"
"Does it still hurt?" Xia Zhenai bit her lip.
Leng Haoxuan's eyes were deep, he gently stroked her cheek, lowered his head, pressed his forehead against hers, and stared at the bone-cut pity in her eyes: "Do you feel pain?"
Xia Zhenai's eyes surged and she comforted him: "Haoxuan, I'm fine."
Leng Haoxuan's eyes darkened, he lowered his head slightly, and blocked her lips fiercely. Today, he seemed to be stimulated by something, and he engulfed her with a fierce kiss.
Their lips were rubbing each other's lips fiercely, and his hands held her tightly, fearing that she would suddenly disappear in the next second.
He even wanted to crush her into pieces and blend into his body.
Xia Zhenai seemed to feel Leng Haoxuan's strangeness, and slowly opened her lips: "Haoxuan..."
Leng Haoxuan stopped suddenly, gently caressed her cheek, stared at her deeply, but remained silent.
Xia Zhenai hugged him all the time: "Haoxuan, am I not fine now? Don't worry, it's already very late, why not go to bed early? Without you by your side, I won't be able to sleep well."
Her comfort made his heart ache, and he murmured in a low voice: "I will be with you every day from now on."