the knife of love

Chapter 67 Questions, She Doesn't Care

"Since you drove me away last night, why did you bring me back today?"

Guan slightly relieved, she still asked this question.

"Tang Jingcheng." Guan slightly moved his body to make her lie more comfortably in his arms before he spoke, "Have you always had such a stubborn temper?"

"What do you mean?"

"In the situation last night, do you know how dangerous it is for you to run out rashly?"

"do not know!"

"..." Guan was slightly embarrassed, and could only smile helplessly, "Okay, let's not talk about your injuries, you know that Axi is not an ordinary child, you take him out like this..."

"Guan Lue, you didn't tell me the truth." Tang Jingcheng interrupted suddenly, "Is someone trying to kill me?"

"no!"

"Then why do you send so many people to follow me?"

"..." Guan Lue couldn't answer for a moment.

Tang Jingcheng chuckled: "How did Yang Xi die? It wasn't an accident, right?" Her question was too fast, and Guan Lue was overwhelmed.

"What exactly do you want to ask?"

"The key is to see what you can answer me! So many things have happened one after another recently. Although I don't ask, it doesn't mean I don't realize it at all."

From Yang Xi's mysterious death in Xinyue Bay, to her being dragged to the Crystal Palace, to being kidnapped and shot by Chi Feng, everything could not be a coincidence.

Tang Jingcheng could feel that there seemed to be a huge invisible net inside, but he really couldn't figure out what the truth was, and where she was in the net.

"Huh? Answer me." Tang Jing urged, Guan Lue looked at her pale face, and for the first time realized Qiu Qiguan's good intentions, and finally understood why he lied before he died.

For the person you care about, you probably never want her to get involved in right and wrong.

You hope that she will always stand on the shore clean and clear, free from blood and see the ugly truth.

Qiu Qiguan thought so before, and now Guan Lue also thinks so. He doesn't want Tang Jingcheng to be involved, but she is still the center of this matter. He must protect her well, but not let her see the truth. This is a matter in itself. Very contradictory.

It was difficult to maintain the status quo, but he had to do it.

"Tang Jingcheng, are you still worried about Yang Xi and Qiu Qiguan?" Guan Lue answered irrelevantly.

Tang Jingcheng could tell that he was avoiding the problem.

"Heh... What do you think, betrayed by someone I've loved for so many years, should I just turn around and forget about it?"

"Then have you ever thought that maybe the relationship between him and Yang Xi is just flirting?"

Tang Jingcheng was taken aback for a moment: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"It's nothing." Guan Lue raised his hand to touch her forehead again, it was still very hot, "You still have a fever, don't think about it all day long."

"So you're not going to answer my question just now?"

"Yes, no comment!" Guan Lue got up slightly, and held Tang Jingcheng's shoulder.

Tang Jingcheng came out of his arms and turned around to look for his eyes. There was a flickering light in his eyes, which proved that he was lying.

"Okay, one last question!"

Guan Lue sighed: "Tang Jingcheng, enough is enough!"

"That's the last question." She sat cross-legged on the bed and got up, her tone was a little lazy, "Do you have any cigarettes?"

"..."

"no!"

"I want to smoke!"

"You have injuries, you can't smoke!"

"But I already smoked it in the morning, and Su Jue bought it for me." When she said this, she actually had a bit of complacency in her tone. Guan Lue was not angry at first, but now he is really annoyed.

"I'm different from him, I can't rely on you!" After he finished speaking, he was about to get up, but Tang Jingcheng grabbed his arm and reached out to touch his jacket pocket.

"What are you doing?" Guan Lue really couldn't hold back her insanity.

"Where's the smoke? I clearly smell smoke on you." Tang Jingcheng couldn't believe that he couldn't touch it, so he reached into his coat, which was a shirt, and touched the abdominal muscles on his waist in two or three strokes.

Next is the pants.

Guan Lue naturally wanted to resist, Tang Jingcheng was not his opponent at all, but she was smart, remembering the scene where Axi was tickling him on the sofa.

This man is ticklish!

She immediately changed her strategy, and stretched her hot hand from his abdomen to the creaking pit. Guan Lue wanted to avoid the tickle and worry about her injured arm, but she was "dead in battle" and leaned on the bed. Tang Jing had a smooth journey. He took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket, fortunately, there was one left in it.

"Found it!" She shrank her legs and hid in the corner of the bed, quickly pulled out the cigarette and bit it in her mouth.

Guan slightly looked at her discouragedly: "No smoking!"

"Yes, fire!"

"no!"

"Then I'll find it myself!" Tang Jingcheng got off the bed with bare feet, and Guan Lue snatched away the cigarette she was holding in her mouth.

"what are you doing?"

"I said no smoking, don't you want to get better?"

"What's the use of being well? Can the right hand recover? Can Qiu Qiguan come back? Can my illness be cured? Can these messy things never happen? And you..." Tang Jingcheng pointed viciously at Guan Slightly, his eyes narrowed into a slit, but he didn't say any more.

Guan Lue looked into her foggy eyes, sighed, returned the cigarette to her, and took out the lighter from the other pocket.

"Okay, just take a sip!"

"Okay!" Tang Jingcheng quickly took the lighter, lit the cigarette, and took a lot of greedy puffs.

One mouthful is enough, she is almost dying of pain, since she was injured, she hasn't smoked again, the wound hurts, the memories hurt, the past hurts, and the man in front of her...it really hurts everywhere.

Seeing her go crazy, Guan Lue knew that this woman was not good again.

"Tang Jingcheng, give me the cigarette!"

She refused, and took two more puffs in a row. The smoke rings came out of her lips and nose, and her hair was a little bit tight. She stepped forward to hold her shoulder and snatched the smoke away.

Tang Jingcheng still wanted to snatch it. He put it in his mouth first, and took several puffs.

This damned smelly man.

Tang Jingcheng rushed over again, but Guan Lue quickly threw the smoke under his feet and stomped it out, and white mist rose.

"Gone."

This is the last one, Tang Jingcheng's eyes were straightened with anger, she didn't know where the ruthlessness came from, she stepped forward to hang Guan Lue's neck and put her lips on it.

His mouth still smelled of nicotine, it was like a magic medicine, Tang Jingcheng suddenly forgot the injury on his shoulder, tossed and turned, and "swept" Guan Lue's mouth with his tongue, entangled in his mouth each other's taste.

His smoke, his smell, his fascination with her.

Tang Jingcheng returned satisfied, his breathing was no longer smooth, but he looked at Guan Slightly smiling with raised eyebrows.

This increasingly presumptuous woman.

"Who asked you to snatch my cigarettes?" She also argued for her crazy behavior just now.

Guan Lue secretly swept his tongue over the front teeth, the soft touch on her lips seemed to be still there, so cold and domineering, Guan Lue suddenly recalled the throbbing that this woman left him.

He pressed his body down, and the shadows enveloped him.

Tang Jingcheng saw evil in his eyes.

"what are you doing?"

"You pick the head first!" After Guan Lue finished speaking, he wrapped his big palm around the back of her head and forcibly drew Tang Jingcheng closer. Pressing his lips down, he came straight into the mouth, even more fierce than she had just now.

Guan Lue's purpose was to kiss, to absorb the temperature and touch of her lips, and keep deepening, not even giving Tang Jingcheng a chance to breathe.

She struggled a little at first, but gradually she became limp in his arms.

He was already having a high fever, dizzy, and his hot chest was pressed against his well-proportioned muscles.

Tang Jingcheng couldn't help but snorted softly, and Guan Lue's fingers rubbed into her hair, tightening it a little bit, unable to stop.

"Tang Jingcheng..."

"Ok?"

"Does the wound hurt?" He asked while kissing.

Tang Jingcheng had no thoughts, the flame was ignited by him, and was about to be swallowed up, so he just nodded and shook his head indiscriminately.

Guan Lue could only laugh, and went around behind her with the other hand, untied the belt of the nightgown on his body, and the silk fabric slid to the ground in one fell swoop, with exquisite curves, and his waist was pinched in his hands.

Tang Jingcheng also coveted the touch of his body, took off his coat and shirt for him, his hot little hands slipped into the hem of his T-shirt, and his tight and well-proportioned muscles spread from his abdomen to his shoulder bones...

It was a desperate stalemate, their second night, more ferocious and intense than the last.

At first Tang Jingcheng restrained himself a bit, but gradually he was defeated, allowing him to pile up the scalding heat in his body little by little.

During the storm, Guan Lue frowned, and hugged the person under him tightly.

Tang Jingcheng was obsessed with his earnest and sweaty appearance at this time, wave after wave, leading her from heaven to hell, but at the highest point, she felt a chill all over her body, and Guan slightly pulled out.

"Feel sorry."

Because he didn't wear a condom, he knew how to control himself no matter how distracted he was.

This man has no weaknesses at all.

Tang Jingcheng shrank his legs and pulled the quilt to cover himself, then turned around.

"fine."

The long silence in the room was oppressive and uncomfortable.

Guan Lue had already sat on the edge of the bed and cleaned himself up. Tang Jingcheng was still curled up on the bed with the quilt rolled up. His exposed shoulders were wrapped with white gauze and bandages. He could still smell them when he was touching her skin just now. The medicinal smell on top.

"Did you touch your wound just now?" Guan slightly crawled over and hugged her from behind.

Tang Jingcheng shook his head lightly.

It was silent again, not speaking to each other.

After a long time, Guan Lue touched her forehead with his hand, it was very hot and covered with sweat.

"Do you want to take you to take a shower?"

"I don't want to." Tang Jingcheng's voice was exhausted, and he shrank back into the quilt again, and lay down directly.

Guan Lue didn't ask any more questions, covered her with the quilt, and kissed her earlobe again.

"Then I'll take a shower first. Do you want something to eat? You haven't had dinner yet."

"No appetite, very tired, want to sleep for a while."

"Okay, go to sleep."

Guan Lue got up and put on his clothes again. Tang Jingcheng had already closed his eyes when he left, probably because he was really tired and fell asleep so fast.

He stood at the door and couldn't help but smiled wryly, and left.

The door was closed, Tang Jingcheng's eyelashes trembled on the bed, and he opened his eyes. There was still his body odor and the fishy smell after love in the room, but the man had already left fully dressed, even when he was most defenseless He also knew how to restrain himself when he was struggling, and didn't leave her a trace.

(End of this chapter)