Li Jingchen then moved his numb fingers, leaned down and asked, "Do you want to wipe your nose first? Or do you want to continue crying? Or do you want to continue crying after wiping your nose?"
Lu Wanwan couldn't hold it back, and the corners of his tear-stained mouth bent.
The next second, a pack of tissues was placed on her bedside. Li Jingchen said, "Don't worry about crying. It's so dark, I can't see your snot bubbles."
"Stop talking..." Lu Wanwan couldn't bear it and took out two tissues and covered her face. What he said made her unable to cry anymore.
But Li Jingchen was still embarrassing her: "Do you cry like this when you want to in front of other men?"
"I didn't." Lu Wanwan retorted subconsciously.
She was so strong in front of Fu Shuo, but she couldn't release her pressure in front of a patient, right?
In front of Fu Shuo, she was the listener, and his heart was already so sensitive and fragile. If she still cried in front of him, wouldn't it increase Fu Shuo's psychological burden?
"That's good, you just need to cry and show me."
In the darkness, a big hand came to Lu Wanwan's face accurately, wiped her cheek hard, and wiped away all her tears.
"It hurts!" Lu Wanwan felt that his fingertips were as rough as sandpaper and couldn't help but protest.
"Then I'll be gentle."
As soon as Li Jingchen finished speaking, two dry thin lips fell on Lu Wanwan's face, carrying the familiar cologne fragrance with her.
Lu Wanwan trembled all over and reached out to push him away, but Li Jingchen clasped his fingers with hers and pressed her on the bed.
"Li Jingchen...don't be like this..." Lu Wanwan tilted her head, shyly avoiding his hot kiss.
"Wanwan, do you know how worried I am?" Li Jingchen's kiss was casual, and it seemed that it was not to vent his lust, but to seek a kind of spiritual comfort.
It's like two wild animals rubbing their ears and temples together in the ice and snow, just to keep each other warm.
"If I come a step later, you and the child will be in danger."
Lu Wanwan thought that the "child" Li Jingchen said was referring to An An, and couldn't help but said nervously: "Do you think the Fu family will anger An An?"
"Fool, they couldn't even get An An in time, so how could they hurt him?" Li Jingchen analyzed.
The last thing the Fu family wants is An'an, but what the Li family wants from beginning to end is Wanwan.
To this day, their goals have not changed.
This does not mean that safety is not important.
Rather, Wan Wan is too important, so in comparison, An An seems less important.
"You're right!" Lu Wanwan calmed down and murmured to himself: "Since the Fu family wants An An, they will not hurt him."
But they hurt you!
Li Jingchen said silently.
Maybe he was tired from crying, or maybe Li Jingchen's comfort worked. Gradually, Lu Wanwan fell asleep again.
Li Jingchen wanted to withdraw his hand, but she held it tightly and pressed it against his heart.
Regarding this, Li Jingchen was both amused and gratified: "Now you know you can't sleep without me?"
Every night in the past, he tossed and turned like night, and in the end he could only fall asleep holding the clothes she had worn before.
However, he had no intention of telling her these shameful memories.
*
The next morning.
When Lu Wanwan woke up, he found a warm breath under his palm.