You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 365
"Let's talk about what kind of man A Yu is! Yesterday, Qing'er didn't leave A Yu half a step away, so don't talk nonsense about A Yu."

Ying Yu straightened up, and pushed Wen Qing'er to the wall step by step, her face full of grievances: "That's not what Qingqing said when he molested Ayu yesterday, Qingqing said she would marry Ayu, ah That's why Yu didn't resist..."

Ying Yu pretended to touch the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, put his forehead against Wen Qing'er's forehead, and looked straight into Wen Qing'er's eyes: "Ah Yu's innocence can be given to Qing Qing, why is Qing Qing like this?" Heartless and ungrateful!"

Wen Qing'er couldn't help laughing, and pinched Ying Yu's nose with her hand: "Ah Yu can make it up, I don't remember anything!"

Looking at Wen Qinger's sly gaze, as if she didn't remember anything, Ying Yu held Wen Qinger's finger and stroked her lower lip: "Ah Yu has evidence, Qingqing don't try to deny it!"

Wen Qing'er paused with her fingertips, and touched two obvious blood scabs on Ying Yu's lower lip.

It was dark in the room just now, but Wen Qing'er didn't notice, feeling the slight roughness under her fingertips, Wen Qing'er only then remembered the bloody smell on her lips and tongue last night.

Wen Qing'er didn't care about playing around with Ying Yu anymore, she hurriedly dragged Ying Yu to the table, and held Ying Yu's cheek by the candlelight to look at it.

The lower lip is still slightly swollen, and the two obvious tooth marks-like wounds have formed dark scabs. Xu Shi just broke free from the wounds by speaking, and now there are traces of blood oozing out, looking very pitiful. up.

"Qingqing, do you remember now?" Ying Yu rubbed Wen Qing'er's palm, looking at Wen Qing'er's shy and guilty little face, her heart was still bursting with sweetness.

"Why didn't you push me away yesterday? Why didn't you feel the pain when the wound was so deep? Why are you so stupid!" Wen Qing'er gently rubbed the oozing blood with her fingertips, feeling the pain in her heart. It hurts like hell.

The icy cold fingertips gently brushed over Ying Yu's wound, soothing Ying Yu's pain.

"How can I be willing to push Qingqing away? Ayu treasures what Qingqing gave to Ayu. This hurts Ayu and I wish everyone in the world knew. It was given by my Qingqing. Only ah Yu's head!"

Ying Yu pulled the corners of his mouth to laugh, and his lower lip was pulled again, traces of blood oozing out.

Wen Qing'er quickly pressed the corner of Ying Yu's mouth: "Don't laugh, I don't know if it hurts! Look at your mouth is peeling, you might bleed when you smile."

Wen Qing'er pulled Ying Yu to sit in front of the dressing table, found a jar of colorless rouge, dipped a little on her fingertips, and wiped it on Ying Yu's lips.

Ying Yu tilted her head and hurriedly dodged, showing some embarrassment on her face: "I'm an old man, how can I use the things from the girl's house?"

"Ah Yu, it's just ointment. After you apply it, your lips won't be cracked, so you can heal your wound well!" Wen Qinger coaxed Ying Yu like a three-year-old child.

Seeing Wen Qinger's insistence, seeing that the ointment was indeed not red or pink in color, Ying Yu pouted her lips reluctantly and endured Wen Qinger's application.

Wen Qing'er only applied a thin layer on Ying Yu, and Ying Yu's thin lips showed a thin layer of luster. Coupled with her reddish ears, she looked very shy.

Ying Yu raised her eyebrows and gave Wen Qing'er a small look: "Have you seen enough of Qingqing? Hurry up and give Ben Minnan an explanation, or Ben Minnan will depend on you to stay in the Wen family!"

Wen Qing'er couldn't help pinching Ying Yu's cheeks, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Let me explain, I'm not the kind of casual person."

(End of this chapter)