Sweet wife is hard to spoil: Husband, I want to return it

Chapter 370 Pain in Your Body, Pain in My Heart [2 More]

"Humph!"

Wu Jing squinted at him, and couldn't help snorting coldly.

did not speak.

Seeing this scene, Kong Zhiqian smiled knowingly, lowered her head and continued drinking from the pain in her hand.

The atmosphere is warm and harmonious, and it looks like a family from a distance.

The physical discomfort caused Shen Ruohuan to wake up from sleep very quickly, looking at Leng Yao who was sleeping peacefully beside him, there was a hint of pain in his eyes, silently enduring the physical discomfort, not daring to move, for fear of waking him up.

She heard all the conversations between him and Xia Yan before.

She knew that as soon as he woke up from the anesthetic, he ran over regardless of her call, and didn't even finish the drip.

His handsome face was covered with bloodstains from her scratches, which was shocking to see.

She was a little overwhelmed by the guilt and distress in her heart.

She wanted to escape, but she didn't know where she could escape to?
Tears fell silently, flowing down the corners of her eyes into the pillow.

It may be that he lost too much blood, causing his face to appear unhealthy white.

Even in deep sleep, she still frowned, making her want to reach out to smooth him out, but she endured the impulse in her heart.

With both hands tightly around his thin waist, he unconsciously rubbed his head in his arms.

The arc is not big.

However, Leng Yao gently patted her back with his hand like a conditioned reflex, soothing her uneasy emotions.

Her body was slightly stiff, and she looked up at him.

I saw his eyes closed tightly, showing no sign of waking up.

With a sour heart, the tears flowed more joyfully.

In order not to wake him up, she bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from making a sound.

She shed tears silently and endured strong physical discomfort.

The body twitched slightly.

Leng Yao in his sleep may have noticed her vision, and suddenly woke up. He looked down at the woman who buried her head in his arms, saw her shoulders trembling slightly, and couldn't help reaching out to pick her up.

A tearful little face appeared in his sight, which made him feel distressed.

"Why are you crying? Are you feeling unwell?"

Her still voice was somewhat hoarse, and she held her face with both hands, gently kissing away the teardrops on her face, extremely gentle.

The bitterness of tears spread between his lips and teeth.

It's like his heart at the moment.

"Hey, don't cry!"

"Are you feeling unwell, I'll rub it for you."

Tears flowed down continuously as if she didn't want money, crying until Leng Yao's heart ached along with her.

The slightly cool fingertips wiped away her tears, seeing her biting her lips and refusing to speak, she couldn't help feeling flustered, and suddenly sat up from the bed, pulling the wound on his back too much, causing his face to change slightly, his brows frowning Wrinkled slightly, his mouth unconsciously let out a "hiss!"

"medical……"

Not finished yet.

Shen Ruohuan suddenly put her arms around his neck, lowered her head and kissed him.

The strong smell of blood spread between their lips and teeth, and blocked all his unspoken words.

Lips and teeth intertwined.

Moisturize each other.

The bright sunshine outside the window shines in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. They are bathed in the baptism of sunshine, and they are inseparable from each other.

Leng Yao froze for a moment, quickly reached out to cover the back of her head, and quickly took the initiative.

Sweeping everything like a tyrannical dragon, yet gentle.

It wasn't until her face turned red that she reluctantly let her go.

Looking at her red, swollen and moist lips, gently stroking her back and forth with her fingertips, her eyes are full of deep love for her.

"sorry!"

Shen Ruohuan looked at the scars on his skin guiltily, lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers a little helplessly.

"Why did you say sorry to me?" Leng Yao raised her head, and met her red and swollen eyes with deep eyes, "I should be the one who said sorry to you, because I didn't protect you and made you wronged!"

She covered his mouth with her hand and shook her head slightly.

"You didn't apologize to me. All of this has nothing to do with you. Don't burden yourself. Their goal is me. Even without you, what should have happened will still happen. If you really want to count it, I'm the one who got you involved. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be hurt."

"As long as you are well, this little injury is nothing."

The thick big hand wrapped her slender palm in it, and the moment she lowered her head, her expression suddenly changed, and she suddenly lifted her sleeve up. Shen Ruohuan saw that his face changed, as if he had thought of something, and wanted to put his hand out of his palm.

However, he didn't give her a chance to dodge.

Dazzling bloodstains appeared in his line of sight, making his pupils shrink.

A gust of cold air overflowed from his body, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop below zero in an instant, making teeth chatter from the cold.

Shen Ruohuan looked at him worriedly, and reached out to pull down the sleeve, but he stopped her.

"Does it hurt?"

The deep voice was somewhat hoarse, heavy and heartbreaking.

Seeing the solemn atmosphere, she deliberately said in a brisk tone: "It doesn't hurt, really. It doesn't hurt at all!"

Leng Yao remained silent and didn't speak, just grabbed her other hand and lifted the sleeve up, and the same bloodstain appeared in front of his eyes.

"These scratches look scary, but they don't hurt at all, really!"

Shen Ruohuan shrank her neck unnaturally into her clothes, not wanting him to see other wounds on her body, but he kept silent without saying a word, straightly pulled off her collar, and carefully looked at the wounds on her body. Every scar.

Suddenly, he hugged her in his arms, bursts of wetness came from her neck, her body froze, and the hands hanging by her sides slowly hugged him.

Neither of them spoke.

Hugging each other tightly, listening to the sound of each other's heartbeat.

Tears flowed down my heart.

Slowly condensed into the shadow of the other party wandering in the bottom of my heart.

The silence speaks.

"I love you."

A low whisper rang in her ears.

Like a piece of happy music, it cuts away the surface of sadness little by little, revealing the dazzling happiness inside. The simple three words are better than the most beautiful love words in the world.

"Me too!"

Shen Ruohuan responded to him with tears in her smile.

A touch of sadness accompanied by happiness spread in the room. Even though neither of them spoke, they could still feel each other's heart.

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"What are you doing standing at the door?"

After Xia Yan finished her work, she saw Bai Zehan standing at the door of Leng Yao's room, and lightly patted him on the shoulder.

"Shh!"

Bai Zehan put his index finger in front of his mouth, signaling him not to speak.

"Ok?"

Xia Yan froze for a moment, stretched her neck and looked into the room suspiciously, looked at the two tightly hugging each other, and sighed softly.

He grabbed Bai Zehan's arm and pulled him away.

"Give them some time alone! Both of them feel bad when something like this happens."

(End of this chapter)