When Qiqi was pecked lowly by him for several seconds, she felt a little unbearable. Her eyes seemed to be wet with water, but her mouth was whispering: "Brother Shao Ting, why have we failed to use it so many times?"
Qiqi wondered if she was infertile. After all, there was no sign of pregnancy for so many times.
She choked and said: "I know you are not interested in me, but only by getting pregnant quickly can we both be free, and you and your sister can be together forever without any more quarrels. I don't want to wait any longer, please." .”
Her words of begging, spoken at such a time, were like adding fuel to the fire.
"Qiqi, don't you know you can't say the word "please" at this time?" Huo Shaoting heard her ramble on and finally stopped pecking her lips and looked at her with dark eyes.
She fell silent and did not reply to his words for the time being, with a bit of shyness on her face.
She didn't know why she said such words just now, but she really didn't mean anything else. She was just begging him to please be patient even if he didn't like her.
Huo Shaoting's lips pressed against her earlobe, and he lowered his voice: "Don't say the word beg in front of men, remember?"
Qiqi just nodded obediently on his face.
Huo Shaoting's lips pecked down from her earlobe bit by bit. He always took into account her feelings slowly. When he pecked her heart, Qiqi soon became unbearable and let out a cry.
Huo Shaoting held her body tightly in his arms and pressed his face against her heart.
Qiqi's face was lying on his shoulder, her face was crimson, her lips were opening and closing slightly while she was panting.
He buried his face deeper into her heart, sinking his whole face into it.
Qiqi grabbed his hair and shouted in an embarrassed voice: "Don't--"
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The next morning Qiqi was still helping the maid in the kitchen, but she seemed a little absent-minded this morning.
Without knowing what she was doing with her hands, the servant on the side noticed that she had actually peeled the tomatoes in the bowl, and immediately said: "Miss Qiqi, if you peel them like this, you will peel off your own hands!"
The servant's exclamation made Qi Qi scratch and pull the knife in her hand, and a blood mark appeared on her fingertips.
Qiqi only felt a burst of pain. The tomatoes and the knife all fell to the sink, making a loud noise. She quickly held the bleeding finger in her mouth.
Huo Shaoting, who was sitting at the dining table in the living room, heard the movement in the kitchen and immediately looked up towards the kitchen.
The servant in the kitchen was frightened when he saw Qiqi's bleeding hands and checked her fingers: "Oh, what's wrong with this? It's bleeding!"
Huo Shaoting put down the newspaper in his hand, finally got up and walked towards the kitchen.
The moment he entered, Qiqi turned around.
Huo Shaoting saw her fingers in her lips and her lips were stained with blood. Her eyes were slightly panicked, but she quickly moved her eyes away from his face and stopped looking at him.
The servant saw him coming in: "Mr. Huo, Miss Qiqi accidentally cut her hand when she was peeling tomatoes just now." Bi Jin Lou
When Huo Shaoting heard the servant's words, he only said in a cold tone: "Go and get the medical kit, stop her bleeding and bandage her."
Qiqi stood there still without moving, her back to him, and she didn't raise her head to look at him.
After the servant brought the first aid kit from the hall, Huo Shaoting looked at her for a few seconds before turning and leaving from the kitchen door.
After the bandage was finally finished, the servant did not let her stay in the kitchen and drove Qiqi to the dining table in the living room. Qiqi sat down immediately after seeing Huo Shaoting.
In fact, it was still dark outside and it was only six o'clock in the morning.
The two of them were silent and neither spoke.
Huo Shaoting put down the newspaper in his hand and asked her, "Is the wound deep?"
It seemed like a polite question.
Qiqi bit her lip and shook her head: "It doesn't hurt."
She drooped her eyelashes, which had a halo under the light, and the eyelashes trembled with that halo.
When Huo Shaoting heard her answer, he hummed quietly, stopped asking, and continued reading the newspaper.
Soon the servant brought the first dish of food. The hall was quiet. The servant put the food down and continued to the kitchen.
The servant went to the kitchen and wondered, why did the two of them get up so early today? It looked like he hadn't slept.
The servant thought for a few seconds and couldn't figure out what the situation was today, so he could only continue to prepare the food in his hand.
After the food came, Huo Shaoting completely put down the newspaper in his hand and saw her sitting there without moving: "Eat first, and then go to sleep for a while."
Qiqi has two hours left in class.
Her face couldn't tell what color it was under the light. There was a little redness in the paleness, just like a light layer of rouge floating on the white porcelain.
"Um."
She responded softly.
So the two of them ate quietly, and then the servants served the food one by one.
At eight o'clock, Huo Shaoting sent Qiqi to school. This time Qiqi did not shirk anything, because it was not convenient to take the subway here and she might be late today.
The driver was driving in front. Huo Shaoting had been reading the documents. Qiqi's eyes had been falling on the morning light outside the car. The morning light was golden and rich, shining on the earth from the horizon.
Huo Shaoting, who was reading the documents, asked: "Is your hand really okay?"
He didn't take his eyes away from the newspaper. Although he didn't move away, his ears were paying attention to her movements.
Qiqi looked away from the window and said softly: "It's really okay."
Huo Shaoting withdrew his attention when he heard her answer.
Qiqi asked again: "Is sister feeling better today?"
Huo Shaoting said: "I will go to the hospital later. I will take you to school first."
When Qi Qi heard that he wanted to go to the hospital, she knew that he and his sister should have calmed down a bit. She whispered: "As long as Brother Shao Ting doesn't get angry, my sister's illness will be half better."
She could see how close they were to each other.
Huo Shaoting didn't respond when he heard her words.
Later, when the car arrived at the school gate, Qiqi pushed the door open and was about to get out of the car. However, as soon as she touched the door, she suddenly remembered the injury on her hand, but it was too late. She felt a stinging pain.
She lowered her head and whispered, and at the moment she whispered, Huo Shaoting quickly grabbed her hand.
Qiqi raised her head and their eyes met.
Both of them looked in shock, followed by ambiguity and uneasiness, especially Qiqi. She didn't think he would hold her hand, and Huo Shaoting didn't expect that he would hold her hand.
After the two looked at each other for a few seconds, Qiqi did not dare to take her hand away from his, she just lowered her head and remained silent.
Huo Shaoting did not let go of her hand. After a while, he said: "Be careful."
