Leng Shuang couldn't resist her kiss, her breathing was taken away, her head was scattered, and her body collapsed. This feeling made her feel strange and uncomfortable, and she felt a little more curious.

The more we are, the more ambiguity is growing in the air.

Mo Jingchen was obviously unwilling to give up on his kiss, so he held down her waist and walked in along her sick clothes.

Feeling the thick big palms touching her delicate skin, she suddenly woke up.

Watching the man pressing her, she was passionately excited, while she was pressed under her body, her clothes half-cut.

Damn it!

For a moment, her eyes were clear and her eyes were filled with vicious murderous intent.

His hands and feet were bound, and only his head could move. Leng Shuang squidly faced and hit his head hard.

Bang--

Buzz —

The two of them collided heavily, and Mo Jingchen grinned in pain and had to let go of her.

The effects of force are mutual, and cold frost is not as big as it is.

A headache, and even buzzing in my head.

Mo Jingchen covered and rubbed his forehead. Seeing her bad frown, he didn't care about her pain, so he came up nervously: "Yuyu, did it hurt? Show me!"

He reached out to him, but Leng Shuang avoided it.

Her eyes were cold, and she looked at his eyes full of warnings.

Seeing this, Mo Jingchen's heart tightened and a burst of sourness appeared in his throat.

How could his virtues reject him like this?

"I won't do anything to you. I just want to see the wound on your forehead. If it cracks, you have to change the medicine, otherwise the wound will be infected and scars will easily be left!"

His eyes were sincere, and the worries and distress on his face were unconcealed.

All of this fell into Leng Shuang's eyes, making her very uncomfortable.

Seeing that she was silent and didn't say anything, Mo Jingchen guessed that she had made accusation.

So, he mustered up his courage and stretched out his hand.

Seeing his hand reaching out carefully, she didn't know why, at that moment she had the urge to escape.

Mo Jingchen slowly approached and carefully checked the wound on her forehead. His movements were light, as if he was afraid of disturbing her.

In just less than a minute, it was probably the most peaceful minute for the two to meet from the dock until now.

He lifted the gauze and saw the wound on it, frowned slightly: "The wound is bleeding a little, I'll let the doctor come in and change the medicine for you!"

After saying that, he looked at her and saw that she had no expression on her face, her face and eyes were full of coldness, which made him particularly hurt.

God knows that when he approached her, his heart kept beating and almost jumping out.

She was so indifferent that she had no ripple in her heart.

"Sit up and don't move, I'll call the doctor!" He gave a worried reminder and got up and went out.

Leng Shuang looked at his departure back, touched the wound on her forehead with her fingers, and her eyes were deep.

As if she was thinking of something, her fingers were running downwards and staying on her lips.

There was even his smell on it, and it didn't feel unacceptable.

Thinking of the wen just now, there was a strange feeling in his eyes, which had always been silent.

Mo Jingchen was afraid that she would leave, so he stood at the door and called the doctor.

After a while, Mo Jingchen brought the doctor in and changed the medicine for the injuries on her forehead.

After the change, the dinner was also delivered. Leng Shuang was not pretentious, she was really hungry.

I took her portion and started eating.

Mo Jingchen looked at her accepting it, his lips curled up, showing a long-lost smile.
Chapter completed!