I saw many large and small wounds on the man's tight and delicate muscles.
Some have scabs, some have not yet healed, some are deep or shallow, some are long or short, and they look particularly dazzling.
The smile on Fu Xixi's lips completely froze: "You just don't want me to see these wounds?"
Bo Zhanye's three-dimensional face sank slightly and tensed: "Xiaoxi, it's okay, it's already..."
"How did you get hurt?" Fu Xixi's eyes were red and her voice was trembling.
She couldn't imagine what he, who always reported good things but not bad things, would go through alone.
Her tone was slightly fierce: "Tell me, how did you get hurt?"
Bo Zhanye had no choice but to tell her the truth: "In the early days of searching for Yexi, it was like looking for a needle in a haystack. I traveled to many places. It was inevitable that I would encounter bad environments and injuries were normal.
Later, before Yilan hypnotized Qin Qianluo, I investigated the dock and deliberately disguised myself as a boatman in order to avoid exposing my identity and alerting others.
Boatmen go out to sea all year round and often encounter storms or capsizes, so it is impossible for them to be uninjured.
So, I specially made some myself.”
This is also the reason why he lurked at the dock, never being discovered, and scared Qiang Zai away.
After Fu Xixi heard this, her heart still hurt despite Bo Zhanye's understatement.
She couldn't help but hit him: "Why are you so stupid? You just told me that health comes first, but you never thought that I would be sad? Worried?"
"You...um!"
Bo Zhanye kissed her chattering lips, looked into her crimson eyes, and kissed her deeply.
It wasn't until her body softened from the kiss and her emotions faded that he let go of her and said deeply:
"Don't worry, this kind of injury is nothing to a man. He has been used to it since he was a child."
Fu Xixi still had red eyes: "That's because no one loved you or cared about you back then, but now I am.
I will feel distressed and uncomfortable. Seeing you suffer so many injuries is even more uncomfortable than being injured myself.
I...um!"
Before he finished speaking, Bo Zhanye kissed her lips again.
This time, he didn't kiss for long, but after a light kiss, he said: "Xiaoxi, these words from you are enough. I am very happy."
"Be good, don't cry, don't be angry. I came back to make love with you, not to listen to your accusations."
Fu Xixi wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Then I will give you medicine, and let me take good care of you during this period."
"Yeah." Bo Zhanye agreed softly.
Seeing that she was about to get up, he pulled her back again: "Didn't you say you want to take care of me? Where are you going?"
Fu Xixi: "I'll find some medicine for you and give it to you."
"Compared with wound care, physical and mental care are more important." Bo Zhanye kissed her lips directly.
Without letting her resist, he picked her up in a hug and sat on him.
Fu Xixi's face turned red immediately: "No...you are injured."
Bo Zhanye leaned against her ear, his voice extremely hoarse and low: "You know how much I wanted to kiss you just now, do you want me?"
"We haven't seen each other for several months, so you don't want to?"
Fu Xixi was surrounded by his hot breath, and his eyes were like those of a wolf in the night, as if he wanted to swallow her up.
Her heart was tight and her breath was hot: "What if your wound breaks? It's still in the water."
"It's okay, I'll pay attention." Bo Zhanye said, his big hands climbing up her beautiful body.
Fu Xixi's whole body tensed up immediately, and before she could react, she fell into his intense attack.
Warm water, pink petals, domineering hot breath, gentle embrace, everything is like heaven...