He can accept any punishment from Bao'er, including skinning and cramping, but not this.
Even though he felt that no matter how Bao'er punished him, it was not too much, he still couldn't accept this kind of punishment.
When he was most afraid of being punished, Baoer took him out.
He can accept any punishment from Bao'er, but he can never accept insults from others.
Qianye has the backbone and dignity of Qianye.
Qianye, you can kneel and die for Bao'er, but you can't let others molest or play with you for Bao'er.
No matter how hesitant and at a loss he felt in his heart, he was still taken out of the Yu family by Bao'er. Accompanying him and Bao'er were two of Bao'er's personal bodyguards, Qian Lin and Qian Yu.
Although he tried his best to straighten his back, his sweaty hair and pale face still betrayed him. Both Qian Lin and Qian Yu looked at him with heartbroken and worried eyes, and he could only give them a calm and meaningless smile.
They grew up together and were brothers, but in the face of Qianye's past mistakes, no one could do anything.
Baoer seemed to be in a good mood tonight. He had a few drinks at the bar and even said that he wanted to fight Qianlin Qianyu for a drink.
While she was drinking, a man in black came over. The subordinate behind him introduced him as the young master of so-and-so alliance. The bar was too noisy and Bao'er didn't hear clearly. She thought he was noisy and turned her head to the other side.
Unexpectedly, the man came over and reached out to hug her shoulders. Baoer was annoyed and raised her hand to throw wine in his face.
A melee started from here.
No one expected that this bar was the headquarters of this alliance. There were people from them upstairs and downstairs. The young master shouted and surrounded them.
The whole area was filled with their people. Some were holding machetes and others were holding wooden sticks. The young master gave an order to leave Bao'er to warm his bed.
Qianye, Qianlin, and Qianyu protected Baoer from inside the bar to outside the bar. The young master was determined to win Baoer, so he gathered hundreds of people from all the nearby gangs and blocked the whole street.
Qianye opened the way in front, while Qianlin Qianyu protected Bao'er on the left and right, and quickly headed towards where they parked their car.
They were all masters with one against a hundred, but the disadvantage was that they had no weapons and had to take care of Bao'er. In addition, Qianye was injured. Gradually, except for Bao'er, all three of them were covered in blood.
After finally protecting Bao'er, they reached the parking place. Qianyu drove. Qianlin pushed Bao'er into the back seat first. He protected Bao'er and sat down. He turned around and called Qianye from behind, "Brother, get in the car! Get in the car!"
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At this moment, Qianye has become a bloody man.
He looked back at Bao'er.
As if her appearance would be engraved forever, he took a deep look, closed the car door with a bang, and shouted to Qianyu: "Let's go!"
They are brothers and share the same mind.
Qianyu Qianlin knew what he was thinking.
My heart ached as if it were being torn apart, and tears welled up in my eyes, but I understood that this was the best ending for Qianye.
Instead of being tortured by Bao'er over and over again, it would be better to gain the reputation of protecting the master to death, and atone for his sin of accidentally hurting Bao'er.
Indeed, this is his best and best ending!
However, it still hurts.
The car crashed into the crowd of people like crazy, and the man who didn't even blink in the sea of knives and fire cried with tears all over his face.
Baoer opened the back window and looked back.
The car gradually moved away, and Qianye, who was stained like a bloody man, was still fighting against the group of people.
This is Qianye.
Qianye will never admit defeat until the last second.
Qianye would rather shed the last drop of blood than bow to anyone.
The warm liquid blurred Bao'er's vision, and the past surged into her mind like a sea tide, and distant memories covered her eyes.
She remembered that when she was still young, she would cry in fright when her aunt came. From then on, it would hurt every time her aunt came. She was shy and refused to talk to anyone. The pain would be excruciating for those days, and she would feel pain every day.
Lock yourself in the house.
Many people were concerned and asking questions, but she was shy and refused to say that it was her aunt who had a stomachache.
Only Qianye coaxed her by saying that he had learned a massage technique that could keep her healthy. He coaxed her and helped her with massage every day.
Miraculously, when she came to visit her aunt, her pain symptoms became lighter each time.
She didn't pay attention at the time, thinking that every girl was like this. It would hurt when she first came, but it would stop hurting after a few more visits.
It wasn't until a long time later that she accidentally found a massage book in Qianye's room. The page about using massage to treat menstrual cramps was dog-eared and she had carefully written many notes in small print. Did she know that Qianye's so-called body strengthening
Massage for physical fitness actually treats dysmenorrhea.
There were so many people in the family who loved her, but he was the only one who discovered her little secret, and he was very careful not to expose her. Instead, he tried his best to find a way to cure her without taking medicine or injections.
She heard her parents say that there are two kinds of men in this world. One kind of man talks a lot and does little. He usually talks a lot, but when something happens, he hides faster than anyone else.
The second type of person talks less but does more. When something happens, he will silently use his shoulders to shoulder everything for you and take it for granted.
Qianye is undoubtedly the second type of person.
I still remember that year when she and her brothers went skiing in Switzerland. She was too playful and her feet were frostbitten. She was afraid that her brothers would nag her with concern and distress, so she secretly endured it without telling anyone.
But the feeling was so uncomfortable, like countless ants biting her in her shoes, it was unbearable.
At night, while lying in bed, the chilblains on her feet were itching even more uncomfortably. She tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Qianye knocked on her door and brought her a pot of crimson concoction.
Qianye soaked her feet in the concoction, and her itchy feet immediately felt better.
Qianye squatted at her feet and helped her massage the acupuncture points on her feet, saying it could increase blood circulation and promote the healing of chilblains.
After so long, she can still clearly remember the slender and beautiful fingers, which were like jade, with white joints, reflecting the deep red potion. The indescribable feeling left that scene deeply imprinted in her heart.
The past events were like a tide, one after another, rushing toward her, drowning and covering her.
She started crying, crying bitterly, patting the back of the front seat and shouting: "Go back! Go back and save him!"
She doesn't want him to die!
don't want!
He just made an irreparable mistake by mistake. This cannot erase everything he has done for her!
Qian Yu looked back at her, and then looked at Qian Lin. The two of them had the same intention in their eyes.
Can't go back!
Going back, rescuing him, and taking him back to the Yu family was just a new round of humiliation and torture.
Death, like tonight, a heroic death is the best choice for him.
Qian Yu turned her head and stepped on the accelerator. Instead of turning around and returning, the car accelerated towards the Yu family villa.
