Tang Qianrong naturally knew how stubborn she was. Seeing that she was silent, his eyes sank and he reached out to lift the quilt covering her body.
Unexpectedly, An Jingxing's grip was so tight, he pulled it, and she pulled it too. The back and forth turned into a tug-of-war. The two of them pulled back and forth, but the quilt didn't lift.
Pearl-like tears, when the first one falls, there will be a second one, and when the second one falls, there will be a third, fourth, and fifth...
The flood that opened the gate cannot be blocked for a while. How could An Jingxing let this man see him cry?
That's so embarrassing.
There wasn't much oxygen in the quilt, and she was crying again. After a while, she felt a little lack of oxygen, but she didn't dare to breathe heavily, so she could only hold the quilt tightly and pretend that nothing happened.
However, at this moment, the man lying next to her suddenly turned sideways, stretched out a pair of big palms from the side, hugged her slender waist, supported her injured back, and turned around with force,
Then he held her whole body in his arms.
It was useless for her to hold on to the quilt now, because when she turned around, her tears fell on the chest of the man beneath her before she could wipe them away.
She was hugged to his chest and her whole body lay on his chest.
"The doctor said you might have a fever at night, so he asked someone to keep an eye on you at night. Where did you think you were?"
After all, she was the woman he held dear to his heart. How could Tang Qianrong be willing to see her angry? Especially when he felt a touch of cold wetness fall on his chest, as if a thorn had pierced his heart. In just a moment, he gave up.
An Jingxing already felt embarrassed, but now that he heard what this man said, he felt even more embarrassed to see others.
The moment the tears fell, An Jingxing seemed to hear the man sigh.
She cried a little at first and felt a little lack of oxygen. After a while, she felt that the man was carefully avoiding her wound.
Gently patting her shoulder, the silent comfort was like a catalyst.
As if she wanted to cry out all the grievances in her life, she couldn't remember how long she hadn't cried. Was it when she was free for the first time after giving birth? Or when she was sold to Thailand?
She couldn't remember clearly, she just felt that the events in the past were going through her eyes like a movie.
And this man's chest gave her an inexplicable sense of security for the first time.
A sense of security that makes her want to rely on!
The close contact between the bodies was undoubtedly a kind of torture, but the sound of the little woman sobbing in his arms was even more indescribable to him.
After an unknown amount of time, Tang Qianrong felt the little woman in his arms grabbing his clothes and wiping his tears.
Such a small movement made his Adam's apple twitch slightly, and a gleam of fire appeared in his eyes.
An Jingxing didn't feel that her actions were provocative at all, especially in the situation just now, Tang Qianrong's actions undoubtedly made her heart warm.
Women are all emotional creatures. If a man can hold back sex for a woman for the sake of his body, he will.
For women, it is naturally a touching thing.
However, for An Jingxing, this was not enough for her to fully open her heart.
After wiping away her tears, she huddled in Tang Qianrong's arms without moving. Tang Qianrong's eyes lowered slightly, then he looked into the washed eyes of the little woman in his arms, looking straight at him.
