Xia Zhenai stared at Leng Haoxuan blankly, pursed her lips: "Haoxuan..."
"Zhen Ai, if you are the only one left in the future, how can I rest assured!"
Xia Zhenai's blurred eyes suddenly shook: "Why do you want me to be alone?"
Leng Haoxuan's eyes darkened, and his tone was extremely depressed and hoarse: "I'm just saying what if."
"Haoxuan, you don't have to worry about me!" Xia Zhenai held her shirt tightly, "For you, I can learn anything. Even if it's my illness, I will work hard to overcome it and won't be a burden to you.
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Leng Haoxuan felt like his breath was stuck in his throat.
At that moment, he was speechless.
"Haoxuan, don't be angry."
Leng Haoxuan suddenly realized and pressed her head against his chest. His deep eyes were red and bloodthirsty: "Zhen Ai, you have done enough for me. It's enough. I'm satisfied..."
Because of him, he endured the pain of losing his son.
Because he was heavily poisoned and suffered inhuman pain.
Because of him, he endured a cruel caesarean section.
These two accidents almost cost her her life.
Because he still has to work hard to accept things that are beyond her ability.
Whether she is Xia Xia or Xia Zhenai, she has endured a lot of inhuman pain and torture.
All of this is enough!
Once he thought of this, his heart felt as if a handful of broken glass had been crushed into it.
After listening to his words, Xia Zhenai felt inexplicably uncomfortable and her nose felt sore: "But, I feel that I am useless. I want to become stronger for you...well..."
A hot kiss blocked her lips.
Leng Haoxuan held her face, leaned down with his tall body, and kissed her passionately.
The kiss was so passionate that it melted her into his passion like a volcano.
His turbulent emotions were vented through this kiss.
Xia Zhenai half-squinted her eyes, unable to help but be immersed in his enthusiasm, and involuntarily stretched out her hands to wrap her arms around his neck, responding to him.
They entangled each other crazily, until she had absorbed her last breath. Leng Haoxuan reluctantly stopped, pressed her lips against hers, pressed his forehead against hers, and said in a hoarse voice: "Xia Xia..."
Xia Zhenai stared at the face so close at hand, so close. However, she felt inexplicably worried about gain and loss, which made her panic: "Haoxuan, do you also think I am useless?"
"Who dares to say that you are useless, I will tear his mouth apart!" Leng Haoxuan bit her lip gently, his eyes were very dark and his throat was stuck: "Promise me, you must treat yourself well, don't let me
Worry, this is the only thing you do for me, huh?"
Xia Zhenai's heart was shaking and her throat tightened: "Okay..."
Her hands were clutching his clothes tightly, as if only by not letting go would the empty and panic in her heart settle down.
Leng Haoxuan immediately took her hand, turned around and walked out of the kitchen.
"Haoxuan, where are you going? My dinner..."
"Take care of your wounds first."
Although Xia Zhenai's stab wound was deep, it was only a minor matter and there was no need to call a doctor.
Leng Haoxuan placed her on the sofa in the living room, found the medicine box, and skillfully disinfected Xia Zhenai's wound and applied gauze.
Immediately, he leaned over slightly, placed a kiss on her forehead, and whispered: "I'll wash my face in the bedroom and then come down for dinner."
"But, I think..."
"Stop being so stubborn and obey me!"
Xia Zhenai glanced at him, then nodded obediently and walked towards the road.
Watching her figure disappeared at the entrance of the stairs, Leng Haoxuan's eyes suddenly became cold, pulled out the phone, and dialed out a phone call-