Chapter 122 How Hard I Endure

"These were all beaten by your father? Because I..."

She still had contact with his unconscious body several times today, so it was no wonder that his expression was so strange at that time. Looking at these scars, the skin and flesh were all open, and one could imagine how excruciating the pain was!

It's all her fault for being so careless.

"It's all right now, Gu's ointment is very effective..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Ranran turned off the shower with a snap.

"Sir Li, do you have any common sense? How can water enter the wound!"

Listening to the lion's roar from east of the river, Sylas Li really wanted to tell her that when he was in the army, he wasn't so particular about it.

But seeing her worried and angry look is also cute.

It turns out that this is what it feels like when someone cares about someone's pain, he subconsciously licked his lips, his eyes wandered around, following her body.

But she didn't realize it, took a dry towel, and wiped away the water stains on his wound bit by bit, while wiping, she also breathed distressedly.

"You don't have to do this, you won't be beaten once or twice by my dad."

"But this time it's because of me!"

Li Sijue didn't argue with her, and suddenly whispered a few words to her who was concentrating on staring at the wound. Ling Ranran was stunned for a moment, and then seemed a little submissive, "Let's forget it..."

"What? Didn't someone say that they wanted to make it up to me just now?" He raised her chin with his wet hand, which was round and small, and it felt so good that it was indescribable.

She seemed to be caught by his slightly narrowed black eyes, and even her soul was taken away.

"In order to prevent you from finding out, I just endured it all the time. God knows how hard I endured it." He played both soft and hard ways, and played the bitterness card again.

His eyes swept over her unscrupulously, wearing a kimono-style light blue floral pajamas with a V-neck. Because he was pulled just now, the neckline was wide open, and he didn't even realize that some key points were exposed.

The soft cloth was wet against the body, and the towering breasts and buttocks became more and more obvious.

Since her pregnancy, the effect of hormones has made her more feminine and more attractive to him.

The Adam's apple rolled violently. Ling Ranran had been with him for a long time, so she could easily understand the animal gap in his eyes. She stopped struggling and put her hands on her shoulder blades, "Okay then."

In front of him, he took off his clothes and was about to go up by himself.

He pulled her into his arms, but her action was enough to be seductive and satisfying enough for him.

The fog in the hoarse voice was actually thicker than the water fog in the bathroom, "Just kidding, just helping me with your hands is enough."

Because of gratitude, because of love, this time Ling Ranran worked harder than ever before, and also made him feel more comfortable and calm than ever before.

But even when she used his hands, he always firmly protected her stomach with his broad palms.

These small details made the corners of her mouth rise higher and higher.

She finally knew that Sylas Li, this man full of restraint and lust all over his body, did not say what he wanted to do, bit by bit, it would naturally be reflected slowly in the long life.

After being completely released, he was about to clean up, but she refused to let her look at him persistently, "I'll do it."

Sylas Li smiled lightly and let her do it. After cleaning up, she picked up the ointment next to him, dipped it in with her fingertips, and carefully pressed it on his skin.

Looking at those wounds, she felt a dull pain in her heart, and she suddenly wrapped her arms around his muscular waist from behind.

(End of this chapter)

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