Uncle, don't overdo it

Before Lin Xiner turned her head, someone was already sticking to her back, wrapped her arms around her, and took her to the wall away from the window.

That breath, that feeling, that... lingering memories swept over.

Lin Xiner leaned stiffly in front of that person. She didn't know if she forgot to think about it, or because she was so dignified when she thought about it, she didn't think about it. Her mind went blank, which was the easiest thing to do.

For a long time, the blankness in my mind gradually receded, and it was re-stained with various complicated colors.

Lin Xiner slowly raised her hands, put them on those big rough hands, and gently took them away from her body.

"Whoo-"

The person behind suddenly let out a painful sound.

Lin Xiner who had just let go of those big hands hurriedly turned around, only to see Ximen Jingxuan bent slightly, with his hands covering his abdomen.

Due to the speed of turning around, Lin Xiner's forehead just touched Ximen Jingxuan's drooping head, and the two ends hit each other heavily, sticking tightly, and did not separate for a while.

"You... How are you?" Lin Xiner only felt that her voice was a bit jerky, and she spoke with difficulty.

She remembered that Ximen Jingxuan had just been stabbed heavily, and he was not recuperating in the mansion, so he found Yunxiaoyuan so quickly.

Ximen Jingxuan didn't answer, the room was very dark and he couldn't see his injury clearly, Lin Xiner felt a little anxious.

Suddenly, Ximen Jingxuan raised his hand covering his abdomen, and wrapped it around the back of Lin Xiner's head, making her forehead stick closer to him.

"Xin'er..." Ximen Jingxuan murmured, rubbing against Lin Xiner's forehead back and forth.

Following the strength of Ximen Jingxuan, Lin Xiner's head rose accordingly, and he also replaced his forehead with his lips, kissing down from Lin Xiner's forehead, across the bridge of the nose, and fell towards the red lips.

Lin Xiner wanted to avoid it, but Ximen Jingxuan's hand tightly embraced her, forcing her to meet his wishes and melt her little by little.

Their lips finally touched each other, and the moods of the two were different.

One passionately wants to have it, and the other... is still stiff and at a loss.

Feeling that Lin Xiner's stiffness was difficult to dissipate, Ximen Jingxuan let go of her lips, staggered a little distance, and stared at those eyes, the hidden meaning of dodge in them did not escape his eyes.

"Why do you want to avoid? You obviously care about me, why don't you let yourself follow your heart? Huangfu Yanchong has already entrusted you to me, why do you still refuse to accept it?"

Ximen Jingxuan made his series of questioning as gentle as possible, for fear of making an ignorant child cry, so he was extra careful.

"I can't pass the hurdle in my heart." Lin Xiner lowered her head, not daring to look into Ximen Jingxuan's eyes, she was afraid that she would sink deeply into them.

Or, she never really pulled it out and just won't admit it.

"What is it? Yueyao and Xingyao's hatred?" Ximen Jingxuan held Lin Xiner's shoulders tightly, "To be fair, I was used by someone to harm you just because I stood in the position of King Xuan. My sister, should I give up my feelings to take this responsibility? Who can take the responsibility of losing my love with me? Huh?"

Ximen Jingxuan has never bothered to ask for justice in everything he does. He firmly believes that justice is in people's hearts and has its own principles. But this time, he really wants to ask for an explanation for himself. He can bear others' suspicion of him , but she couldn't tolerate Lin Xiner's refusal to face up to her feelings.

She obviously still cares about him, why should she lie to herself?She knew everything clearly in her heart, so why did she draw a hurdle for herself that shouldn't exist at all?

If Xingyao Yueyao had a soul in the sky, she should also speak for him, obviously he is also a person who will be killed at any time, he is the same as them, his life may not be as miserable as their death.

"Jingxuan." Lin Xiner raised her head and looked at Ximen Jingxuan, with a sad face hidden in the darkness.

But she didn't know how to answer Ximen Jingxuan's questioning. If she was used by someone to hurt him, how sad would she be?

"You don't have to answer me." Ximen Jingxuan held Lin Xiner in his arms again.

Lin Xiner did not refuse, she seemed to hear a long sigh from the bottom of Ximen Jingxuan's heart.

Standing in the position of King Xuan, he is not only regarded as a thorn in the side, but even getting a love is so difficult.Maternal love is a luxury he has never had, and her love is so stingy and closed, it really has nothing to do with him, she is really unfair to him.

Leaning in Ximen Jingxuan's arms, following her own thoughts, Lin Xiner couldn't help stretching out her arms and wrapping her arms around his waist, just like she hugged him before, he was the warmth she had found.

The two hugged quietly for a long time...

Lin Xiner suddenly felt that her body was a little wet, realized something, and wanted to push Ximen Jingxuan away to check.

"Don't move, let me hug you for a while longer." Ximen Jingxuan said, unwilling to let go of Lin Xiner.

A handful of bony bones is all he has. This is different from the Xin'er he hugged before. I haven't seen him for a few days. After going through a poison doctor, all that is left is a hand full of bones, hugging in the palm, which makes him feel distressed .

"No, let me take a look!" Lin Xiner said in a deep voice resolutely, and tried hard to break free, but there was nothing stronger than Ximen Jingxuan's strength, Ximen Jingxuan hugged her tightly, even a gap No loose.

"If you don't let go, I will never let you hug me again." Lin Xiner threatened.

"Heh..." Ximen Jingxuan smiled, feeling very at ease. Does this mean that Xin'er has accepted him again?

Ximen Jingxuan was "threatened" and let go of Lin Xiner.

Lin Xiner touched the wet place, it was sticky, it really was blood!

"Did the wound open?" Lin Xiner's heart tightened, she leaned over to check Ximen Jingxuan's abdomen, it was already dark red.

His clothes were soaked in blood, how much blood did he bleed?

"Come with me!" Lin Xiner could not help but pull Ximen Jingxuan towards the bed.

In order not to attract the attention of people outside, he dared not light a candle, so he could only grope in the dim light.

"It's okay. You see, I can sit here safely. There's nothing serious about it. Don't worry about it. Just deal with it when I go back." Ximen Jingxuan sat by the bed, took Lin Xiner's hand, "You left blood here, and you need to clean it up."

Seeing that Ximen Jingxuan's breath was calm, Lin Xiner felt relieved. There was indeed nothing to treat the wound here, and there was nothing she could do.

"I can be coaxed over there, my legs are full of cuts." Lin Xiner said.

As someone who could hide Yunxiaoyuan's blood from her own blood, not to mention Qingrou had seen her legs.

"You have suffered." Ximen Jingxuan's hands tightened.

Lin Xiner took Ximen Jingxuan's hand back, her ten fingers hadn't recovered yet, they felt mottled to the touch, and the nails were still embedded in the flesh, and no new ones had grown.

The two were speechless for a while, only their hands were crossed together, their eyes looked at each other affectionately, and the deep affection was condensed in their eyes, and silence speaks louder than words.