Rebirth of a Wealthy Family: Blackened Charming Wife

Chapter 315
In the silent room, Tang Xiaoqi's voice was clearly heard, as if being pressed into the water by someone, desperately calling for help.

Jing Junhan's heart constricted sullenly, as if the intensive sting of needles suddenly hit him unexpectedly from all directions.

Jing Junhan slowly let go of his right hand, the pliers tightly held in his palm were stained with bright red blood, and fell to the ground in a moment.

Taking advantage of the moment when Tang Xiaoqi closed her eyes, with lightning speed, she rolled onto the bed and locked Tang Xiaoqi tightly in her arms.

Tang Xiaoqi's eyes widened in an instant, as if he had been greatly stimulated, he kept struggling and twisting in Jing Junhan's arms.

It seems like a patient who has lost his mind and is forever trapped in his own world, only knowing the movement of struggling.

Jing Junhan's cheeks were stiff, and he clenched his teeth fiercely, and bruises suddenly burst out at the temples on his forehead.

Jing Junhan slowly closed his eyes, leaned over to lean against Tang Xiaoqi's ear, whispered softly, and spoke in a soothing and gentle way.

"Qiqi is me, don't be afraid."

"I don't want it! You... let me go, let me go!"

Tang Xiaoqi yelled hoarsely while struggling desperately.

However, Jing Junhan held her tightly tightly, not letting her break free from his embrace, and his gentle tone did not have any pauses.

"Qiqi, good boy, even if I hurt myself, I will never hurt you, don't you even remember my voice?"

"Go away! No...don't, let me go, ah!"

Tang Xiaoqi's emotions were obviously on the verge of getting out of control, as if the string would break if he touched it lightly.

Jing Junhan patiently attached to her ear, speaking slowly in a gentle voice, but there was an inextricable knot on his brows, as if his heart was about to suffocate to death.

"Qiqi, forgive me for not letting go of you. Many times, I always feel that as long as I let go of you, you will run away."

"However, now is not a child, and I will never let you disappear from my side again."

"Even if you are really stupid or crazy, then you will always be my Qiqi alone."

"Didn't you like black roses before? I haven't told you one thing myself."

"I planted a huge sea of ​​roses for you, all of which were transplanted from the backyard bit by bit. I will take you to see it when I have the chance. I think you will like it."

"..."

Jing Junhan was stuck in his own memories, and when he slowly opened his eyes, Tang Xiaoqi didn't know when he had calmed down.

His whole head was buried in Jing Junhan's chest, trembling slightly, weeping like a child.

Jing Junhan felt that the person in his arms was no longer struggling, and his expression was no longer tense, so he couldn't help but relax a little.

Wrapping Tang Xiaoqi's neck with his left hand, letting her lean on his arm, he freed his right hand and patted her on the back comfortingly.

Time slowly passed by every minute and every second, as if it was gradually settling down, slowly becoming extraordinarily peaceful.

The person in his arms also lost his voice, struggled, trembled, and lost all movement.

Jing Junhan leaned back a little cautiously, lowered his head and looked at half of Tang Xiaoqi's cheek through the gap in his arms.

There were still a few traces of tears on that flowery little face, her breathing was even, her eyes were closed, and she seemed to have gradually fallen asleep.

(End of this chapter)