Those two words were gently rubbed in her ear, like a struck match igniting a dead leaf, and it was out of control.
Qi Yu was held tightly in his arms and kissed until he almost suffocated. His mind went blank and he didn't even remember when he ran to the bed.
It was still dark, and weak light fell in through the curtains. Clothes were scattered on the floor, extending from the entrance to the bedroom.
Everywhere seemed to silently declare how crazy last night was.
Qi Yu clutched the corner of the quilt and covered his head, shrinking in.
I kept asking myself, how could this happen?
She obviously just didn't want to see the dirty tricks, and only disrupted the situation out of instinct. How come in the end, she led the wolf into the house and got herself involved?
Which link is the problem?
She thought hard for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion that she could no longer meddle in other people's business.
A corner of the quilt covering his head was lifted. Cheng Jinan turned sideways, supported his head with one hand, and said "good morning" with a smile.
He looked refreshed.
Aren't you feeling refreshed and refreshed? All the anger that should be expelled was poured out on her last night.
What was even more annoying was that he took a cigarette out of the cigarette case, lit it, took a puff, and then handed it to her mouth.
Qi Yu turned his head and refused to answer, so Cheng Jinan withdrew his hand.
"Does it still hurt?"
Everywhere hurts, and the whole body feels like its bones are falling apart.
Who said a woman only feels pain the first time?
Qi Yu closed her eyes, not wanting to recall the first time. For her, it was a painful memory.
Seeing that she had her eyes closed and didn't answer, Cheng Jinnan frowned and asked again. He touched her finger lightly through the band-aid, and Qi Yu realized that he was asking about his face.
Qi Yu asked herself that she was not a squeamish girl. She had been more obedient and less worried than other children since she was a child. Her father died young and her mother remarried. She grew up with her grandparents. She also envied those children who could act coquettishly in their parents' arms. She But couldn't do it.
So when Cheng Jinnan asked, she habitually wanted to say "It doesn't hurt." When the words came to her mouth, she remembered the way Jiang Xinning acted coquettishly to him last night, so she curled her tongue and blurted out "It hurts." Character.
The tail tone also trembled, and he curled up his soft body pitifully into a ball, like a kitten looking for warmth in the dark night.
Cheng Jinnan seemed not to have expected her reaction. He traced her jawline with his fingertips and lowered his voice. He said soothingly: "I know a director of the plastic surgery department. Go and have a look."
Qi Yu raised his eyes and looked at him, seeming to be thinking, did he just want to help Jiang Xinning deal with the aftermath, or was he worried that he would be disfigured?
Maybe the latter factor is more, after all, men are not interested in a scarred face.
If this face really has scars, maybe Cheng Jinan will let her go?
No, in that case, the Pei family wouldn't want her.
"good."
She responded obediently.
Cheng Jinnan pinched her chin with satisfaction and turned over to get her phone.
Qi Yu guessed that he was going to transfer money to himself, so he closed his eyes and said, "The phone is broken, why don't you give me cash, boss, so that I can experience the feeling of cramping in my hands after counting money."
Cheng Jinnan thrust the phone screen in front of her eyes and forced her to open her eyes to see clearly.
"The extra 100,000 yuan is compensation, which is enough for you to see a doctor. You can also buy a new mobile phone. You can choose the one you like."
Cheng Jinnan stood up to get dressed, and Qi Yuteng sat up from the bed, stared at his back and smiled: "Jiang Xinning is so proud, a slap is worth a hundred thousand, and I sleep with you once for only a hundred thousand, no. Do you know her sister? How much is she worth in your heart?"
Cheng Jinnan put on his pants, put his knees on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to touch her face, lowered his head and smiled.
The cigarette in his mouth exposed a long section of ash, which just fell on Qi Yu's face.
She was held down by him, leaning forward awkwardly, and couldn't help but tremble because of the cigarette ashes.
"Want to know? You can try it next time."
