Chapter 28 Seemingly ruthless but affectionate, seemingly affectionate but ruthless (28)

Jiaoyang seemed to have reached some kind of agreement with her. Since she started seeing Huo Quci every day, she has become calm these days and has not acted like a monster again.

Everything was going in the direction Huo Huaishao wanted, but for some reason, his heart began to become irritable day by day.

He attributed this to the delay in getting the shares.

Then those whips and instruments of torture would fall on Huo Quci more and more ruthlessly. The more seriously injured he was, the gentler the girl would be towards him the next day.

It's like a knot that can't be untied, and I'm at a loss but can't find my way back.

On this day, Jiaoyang came again. She smelled the increasingly heavy smell of blood on the young man. Huo Quci looked at her approaching figure, and before she could see his own eyes, he saw the hope in his eyes.

Covered up very well.

It seemed that he was still as cold and distant as before, but they all knew that everything had become different.

She had seen him when he was at his most depressed, and she was his only light during this dark time. Now they are each other's only support.

Today Jiaoyang asked for medicine for Huo Quci. His injuries were too serious and no one else could get close to him. Huo Huaishao couldn't let him die. Jiaoyang simply asked for it himself.

Huo Huaishao agreed, but when he threw the medicine to her, his movements were a little rough.

"It may hurt a little, bear with it."

Jiaoyang opened his clothes and applied the medicine on him without caring about admiring his figure. Her slightly cold fingers were filled with the refreshing ointment, bit by bit, numbing the bones.

Huo Quci bit his lower lip tightly. The lavender lips were almost eerie in color, and the sounds that escaped from the two lips from time to time were passionate and moving.

Jiaoyang's hand stopped. She tilted her head, with pity in her eyes. She always cherished the beauty, and asked simply: "Does it hurt very, very much?" After all, no matter how serious the injury he had been, he still remained calm.

Fengqing as if nothing happened.

He doesn't look like a teenager in his twenties.

Huo Quci shook his head. He had been tied to the chair these days, but if Jiaoyang came over, he would help him untie his hands tied behind the chair.

When Jiaoyang and Huo Quci were alone, Ranjing and Ranmo would be ordered to stay aside to prevent the two hostages from ventilating. At first, they frowned when they saw Jiaoyang untying the rope on Huo Quci's hand.

, but he didn’t say anything, nor did he report the matter to Huo Huaishao.

But after she left, she would silently tie the rope she had untied. At this time, Huo Quci would look at them with that sneer and annoying look.

But now, Huo Quci used his temporarily free hand to press her hand on his body, as if he was afraid that she would pull away.

Neither of them spoke, they looked at each other, and a silent breath flowed between them.

After a moment of silence, Jiaoyang came close to his arms like she had done several times before, with her little head nestled on his chest. Her slender figure always gave people the illusion of helplessness, Huo Quci comforted her.

He patted her soft hair.

This embrace is more like a silent encouragement and support between companions than a snuggle between lovers.

Both of them had a tacit understanding not to break this relationship.

Ran Jing and Ran Mo next to them looked at each other, feeling that they had unintentionally broken something big.
Chapter completed!