Chapter 516
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Girl
Author:
Su JingzheWords: 1196Update Time: 24/01/18 04:13:18
Shen Jing felt so nervous that his big hand covered her hot forehead again, feeling confused and confused for a moment.
He hurriedly took off his coat and the clothes underneath that were warmed by his body temperature, and put them all on Tang Qiaoer, wrapping her tightly.
Tang Qiaoer opened her eyes weakly. The man in her sight had given her almost all his clothes, leaving only a black vest on his upper body.
The exposed muscle lines are stunningly beautiful, exuding a wild and unrestrained charm in this barren mountain wilderness.
"Is it still cold?" Shen Jingjue looked at her red face and asked hoarsely.
"Well...cold...so cold..." Tang Qiaoer hugged herself pitifully, shivering violently.
Shen Jingjue took a deep breath, lowered his eyebrows, and opened his arms.
Slowly and carefully, he took her soft and thin body into his arms and rubbed it into her chest vigorously, wishing that all the heat from his body would invade her body and blend into her blood.
"Is it still cold?" The man lowered his eyelids, his heart beating strangely.
Tang Qiaoer's pointed chin rested on his strong shoulder blades, rubbing them from side to side.
Shen Jingjue took a breath and put his fingers into her wet hair and rubbed it, trying to relax her and seem to comfort her.
Tang Qiaoer felt her body become soft in his arms.
She squinted her eyes like a snoozing kitten, sleepiness coming in waves.
Shen Jingjue sat side by side with her, warming her body while holding her hand to check her injuries.
Tang Qiaoer's soft and white fingers were covered with scars, and her nails were full of mud mixed with blood scabs. They did not look like the hands of a wealthy daughter.
The man pursed his lips tightly, and what suddenly appeared in front of his eyes was the image of her trying her best to survive on the cliff.
Suddenly, my heart ached like a knife.
"Tang Qiao'er, I don't want what happened today to happen again. You are not a cat and you don't have nine lives!" Shen Jingjue was really angry, his lips were trembling, and he couldn't help but growl at her.
"Well...who are you to me? Why do you care about me..." Tang Qiaoer leaned on his shoulder, feeling dizzy from the fever.
At this moment, she was still like a choking little pepper, never forgetting to reply.
"Why, can't you still see it?" Shen Jingjue was so anxious that the tips of his ears turned red.
"So you said...why?"
"..." When the words came to the crux, he was frightened as expected.
"Ha... Whatever. It has nothing to do with me anyway..." Tang Qiao'er closed her eyes and was too lazy to care.
All she wants now is to take a hot bath in the bathtub, lie down on her big soft bed and sleep...
So tired, so tired.
"Tang Qiao'er, why did you marry me in the first place? Is it really just because I saved you? Is it really just... to repay a favor?" Shen Jingjue held her hand tightly and pressed it against his chest. .
Tang Qiaoer was originally in a fair state of mind, but now she has a fever and is a little less sober.
She answered whatever he asked, and she didn't even have the energy to argue with him.
"Marry you...because I like you."
Shen Jing felt his heart tremble heavily and breathed hard.
"I always wanted to be able to marry you... and never thought that one day... my dream would come true."
The tears in Tang Qiaoer's eyes were swaying, as if the sky was filled with starlight, "Shen Jingjue, I spent thirteen years trying to catch up with you...
My whole youth... I have been constantly... constantly looking for you... chasing you. "
"What about now? Tang Qiao'er, do you still love me?" Shen Jingjue's eyes were red, and he asked unwillingly and eagerly.
Tang Qiaoer's left hand, including the crippled little finger, was tightly held by him.
She slowly pulled her scarred hand away from his palm, as if she was redeeming her heart that had been scarred by him.
It still hurts so much, but with a slight touch, everything returns to the way it was before.
“No more complaining, no more anger, no more hatred.
Of course, I don’t love it anymore. "