Chapter 311

Beitang Lie didn't speak, but his breath was a little heavy. He directly carried her to the sofa in the bedroom, and didn't let her go. When he sat down, he let her sit on his lap, holding her tightly. She was imprisoned in her arms.

"Let me see your hands."

With a hoarse and seductive voice, full of deep distress, he saw him gently take her hand, his long eyelashes trembled, his dark and deep pupils gleamed with pity, then he lowered his head and gently touched her ten fingers. They kissed each other in turn.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

Looking at the man's appearance, Li Qianrao knew that he was feeling sorry for him, and suddenly his heart felt sweet, and he had long forgotten the pain in his fingers, so he immediately shook his head.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Why are you so stupid? Why didn't you say that the blind medicine is your blood? No matter what I say, I won't let you..."

Li Qianrao was stunned, a little surprised and guilty, "You...how did you know?"

"Don't do this again in the future." He resumed his domineering tone, and his tone was irresistible.

God knows how much this will hurt him.

He would rather die with a headache than let the little woman suffer any harm.

"No, what if you have a headache again?"

"I'll be fine for a day. In short, you can't be so stupid anymore. Did you hear that?" He rubbed her head, and Jun's face was full of tenderness and pampering.

Li Qianwao bit her lips, with a reluctance on her face, and then threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly, "I'm not stupid, it's just a little blood on my finger, it's not bad at all. It hurts. You are my husband, if I don’t save you, who will save you?”

Bei Tanglie was so moved that he kissed the top of her hair emotionally, and his voice became soft all of a sudden, "I will think of other ways, anyway, I don't want to see you bleed again, not even a single drop of blood."

"What can I do? It's easy to say that only my blood can save you, and I have so much blood, why don't I share some blood with you?"

Li Qianrao suddenly raised his head, looking at him with bright eyes, as if as long as he nodded, she would immediately draw half of his blood for him.

Bei Tanglie laughed softly, was moved again to a mess, lowered his head and pecked lightly on the tip of her small nose, and suddenly thought of something, he said uncertainly:

"Maybe... we can try another way..."

"any solution?"

The noses of the two were facing each other, and their breaths blended together. He said softly, "The next time I have an attack, you can kiss me. Maybe it will work."

He always remembered that once he had a headache, and then he kissed Bo Qicheng. Although the kiss took a little longer, he recovered after that, and he felt refreshed, better than drinking Li Qianrao's blood. Still works.

Now since the little woman's blood is useful to him, maybe kissing is also useful like Bo Qicheng?After all, the two are siblings, perhaps with the same physique.

Bei Tanglie thought about it, and couldn't wait to try it.

Well, although the headache is gone, but I still feel a little groggy, do you want to give me a kiss?See if there will be a refreshing feeling?
Thinking this way in his heart, Beitang Lie had already taken action, suddenly grabbed the back of the little woman's head, and then kissed her violently on her lips.

The kiss this time was deeper than any other, and the kiss was inseparable.

The two were kissing each other ecstatically, so there was a person peeping outside the door without noticing, and that person stared at it for a long time, and then turned his face away with a flushed face, and danced happily.

(End of this chapter)

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