Under the quilt, the two of them were fooling around for a long time, and they were both sweating profusely.
Qi Mao breathed heavily, his eyes fondly saying: "It's very late, go to bed quickly."
Hu Miaomiao's face turned red and she shouted in a hoarse voice: "Brother Mao, you...don't you want it?"
I thought he would kill me, but he didn't.
"Go to sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow to go blacksmithing!"
In fact, Qi Mao was not holding back. He also wanted to kill Hu Miaomiao so hard that she would never be able to leave him again, but he still couldn't bear it.
Hu Miaomiao suddenly felt heartbroken. She held his face and said, "Brother Mao, I will also help you burn the stove tomorrow."
"No, I'm afraid you will burn down the blacksmith shop."
After accidentally mentioning this matter, both of them were silent for a moment.
Hu Miaomiao looked guilty, and felt a burst of sadness in her heart. She obviously didn't want to cry, but her tears were uncontrollable.
"sorry……"
Ten years later, Hu Miaomiao finally said "I'm sorry", but the guilt in her heart still did not lessen, and instead she became more uneasy.
At this moment, looking at Qi Mao's ruined half of his face, Hu Miaomiao felt scared and panicked, and had an urge to run away.
Before she could take action, Qi Mao pinched her wrist and asked in a cold voice, "Where do you want to go?"
Hu Miaomiao's face turned pale, and her face was wet with crystal tears. Her eyes were full of fear, and even her hands could not stop shaking.
Qi Mao frowned, hugged her in his arms, and sighed: "I haven't scolded you yet, why are you crying?"
When Qi Mao saw the fear in her eyes, besides feeling distressed, he also felt a trace of indescribable relief.
At this time, Hu Miaomiao was leaning on his chest, still crying silently and sobbing from time to time, which was very endearing.
Qi Mao felt angry and funny, caressing her little face and said, "I didn't hit you, and I didn't scold you, but you started crying."
"Brother Mao..."
"Um?"
Hu Miaomiao hesitated to speak. In his questioning eyes, she placed a hand on his left cheek and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"
Qi Mao looked at her steadily, his angular face was inexplicably attractive in the dim candlelight, and even this face was no longer scary.
Immediately, Qi Mao sighed again and said, "The pain has stopped a long time ago."
When he was first burned, he was in so much pain that he couldn't sleep all day and night. After seeing himself in the mirror, he felt sorry for himself. If he hadn't been holding on to his resentment, he would have been unable to resist it.
But now, he suddenly felt that it was a good thing that he had rescued this delicate woman, otherwise she would have been burned to death or burned, and neither of these possibilities was something he could bear.
She was so afraid of pain that she would cry if her hand was pricked by a needle, let alone if she was burned. She would collapse on the spot.
"From now on, you should stay away from the kitchen and don't set the house on fire." Qi Mao actually made a joke about this matter.
Hu Miaomiao still felt guilty.
In fact, she didn't abandon Qi Mao and run away. She just saw him pressed under the cabinet and ran out to find someone in panic.
If she were Qi Mao, she would probably also misunderstand her.
A mistake was a mistake. Besides making up for it, Hu Miaomiao could not think of any other way.
"Woooo..."
The more Hu Miaomiao thought about it, the sadder she became, and she cried until she was in tears.
"Why are you crying again? I no longer feel pain, don't you understand?" Qi Mao was helpless and kissed away her tears.
"You lied!" Hu Miaomiao's voice was hoarse. She put her hands on his chest and looked at him without blinking, as if to find evidence that he was lying.
Qi Mao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and coaxed: "You will be obedient from now on, and I won't hurt you anymore."
"real?"
"It's absolutely true!" Qi Mao thought for a while and then said seriously: "If you don't behave and don't listen to me, I will die of pain."
Moreover, it is heartbreaking to death.
Hu Miaomiao responded obediently and promised again and again that she would listen to him in everything and never make him angry.
Immediately, Hu Miaomiao sat up, wondering what he was thinking.
"Put your clothes on quickly, you'll catch a cold." Qi Mao grabbed her pocket and was about to put it on for her, but was rejected.
"It's too tight, I don't want to wear it."
Qi Mao took a deep breath and felt helpless about her child's character, "If you don't wear any clothes, are you always naked?"
"Then just stay naked. There's no one else here. I'll only show you."
"Hiss!" Qi Mao was so excited by her bold words that he couldn't bear to ask, "How uncomfortable will it be if you don't let me break you?"
Hu Miaomiao was shy and did not answer, but crawled over him.
Qi Mao groaned, grabbed her slender waist, and with a little force, she fell into his arms. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Where are you going again?"
"Brother Mao, the skin on your hand is broken. I'm going to get ointment."
"No!"
She was already helping a lot without even moving around.
Hu Miaomiao didn't listen. She wanted to get the ointment and apply it to him herself.
Qi Mao couldn't resist her, so he asked her to lie down on the bed while he went to get it.
However, before Qi Mao found the ointment, Hu Miaomiao quietly followed him.
"Where did you put your ointment?"
As soon as Qi Mao turned around, he was hugged tightly by Hu Miaomiao. The two soft balls squeezed into beautiful shapes, bringing a strong sense of stimulation to each other.
"You really don't know how to live or die!"
Qi Mao got angry, picked her up, put her on the small table beside her, and pressed her mouth tightly without stopping for a moment with his big hands.
"Woo..."
Hu Miaomiao was kissed so hard that her body began to soften again. She was hugging Qi Mao's neck tightly, as if she never wanted to let go.
At this time, the candlelight suddenly flickered, as if it would be shy.
Hu Miaomiao was so uncomfortable that a trace of crying escaped from her lips and she begged: "Brother Mao, please hug me..."
Qi Mao hugged her with such strength that it seemed like he was going to squeeze her to the bone.
But Hu Miaomiao was still not satisfied, and still told him to hug her tightly, her charming voice making people's scalp numb.
Qi Mao naturally wouldn't refuse. Not only did he hug him tighter, he also kissed her harder.
In the hot room, the two of them were having sex, and their ambiguous voices spilled out of the room from time to time. If anyone heard them, they would run away in shame.
"Brother Mao, I like you, I like you the most..."
Qi Mao said his favorite words over and over again, coaxing Qi Mao into beaming with joy, and his eyes sparkled with brilliance that he had never seen before.
"As long as you are good, I like you too." Unbelievably, Qi Mao also said what he liked.
Hu Miaomiao became even happier, and her expression became more and more intoxicated, like a river of spring water, her tenderness melted softly into the man's arms.
The two of them fooled around for a long time, until the night became darker, and then they reluctantly stopped.
Hu Miaomiao was so tired that she could hardly open her eyelids. She said in a daze: "Brother Mao, please remember to wake me up tomorrow. I will go and help you burn the stove."
"Okay, go to sleep."
In fact, Qi Mao never thought that she could help, he just wanted to see her and talk to her.
