Feeling that the sobbing in his arms had stopped, Qiao Mingchu lowered his head and took a closer look at the woman in his arms, only to find that Lay Yixun had passed out with a pale face. A trace of worry quickly flashed in his black eyes, and he bent down

He picked up the woman in his arms and carried her carefully to the bed. After covering her with a quilt, he took out his cell phone and dialed a familiar number.

"Second Young Master, don't worry. Second Young Madam is just overthinking, plus she hasn't eaten for a day and is malnourished, so she fainted. Make her some porridge and she will wake up soon."

Su Ziqian put the things in his hands away and put them in his pockets. He stood up and glanced at the worried Qiao Mingchu. He couldn't help but sigh, "Given the second young mistress's current situation, if this continues, I'm afraid her spirit won't be able to bear it. According to me,

Look, it’s best to find a regular psychiatrist for her and let her let go of her grudge.”

He can only heal people's bodies, but not their souls. The stimulated spirit, no matter how many sedatives he uses, can only provide temporary relief in the end.

"I understand, please, go back and rest!"

Glancing at the dark night outside the window, tonight was destined to be another night of sleep. Su Ziqian in front of him opened his mouth when he saw this, but had no choice but to say something else. In the end, he had no choice but to turn around and leave the room.

On the large purple bed, Layer Yixun's face was pale, and even her originally rosy lips were no longer as rosy as before. It had only been a short day, but a person had already been tortured to lose weight.

Even in his dream, Layer Yixun still frowned, sleeping extremely unsteadily. His furrowed eyebrows seemed to be filled with infinite pain, and there was a faint sparkle hanging from the corner of his eyes.

The man beside the bed slowly stretched out a big hand, trying to gently smooth her frowning eyebrows, but back and forth, the frown was still close, as if it was imprinted on her body.

No matter how hard you wipe it off, there is no way to dissipate the mark.

He leaned forward and placed a light kiss on Fu Yixun's forehead.

The soft red lips, with a trace of lingering nostalgia, kept pecking her restless little face, as if to use a way to calm the fear in her heart, until the breathing on her body gradually

Evenly, Qiao Mingchu stood up, dimmed the lights in the room, and walked out of the room with light steps.

Until the sound of closing the door sounded, the familiar person on the big bed suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of bright black eyes, looking fixedly at the red curtain above his head. Soon, he heard someone coming from outside the door.

Busy sounds coming from the kitchen.

The sound outside the door was a bit messy, and from time to time, there was the sound of plates being smashed. It seemed like a long time before the door of the room was opened again from the outside. Qiao Mingchu frowned and held a bowl of freshly cooked food in his hand.

Qing Porridge, walked in slowly.

"Are you awake? You haven't eaten anything all day. I made porridge! Come and drink some."

Seeing Layer Yixun who had woken up on the bed, Qiao Mingchu was startled for a moment. He put the porridge in his hand on the bedside table and then sat down on the edge of the bed. He was about to reach out and pull Layer Yixun up on the bed.

, but she suddenly dodged away, "Don't touch me!"

He looked at Qiao Mingchu in front of him with fear and vigilance. The big hand that he originally stretched out paused and then slowly retracted it. He tried to comfort you as gently as possible, "I just want to help you get up and give you something, don't be afraid!"

"

As he spoke, the big hand that had been retracted tried to reach out again, but before she could touch the figure in front of her, the woman on the bed suddenly sat up, pushed him away, and quickly stepped back until she retreated.

When I reached the corner of the bed, there was no place to retreat. I hugged my legs tightly with my arms, and my whole body was shaking non-stop.

"No, don't come over..."

In response to the obvious guarding in Layer Yixun's eyes, the man beside the bed was startled for a moment, and his eyes gradually became deep and gloomy. After a long time, as if he had made some decision, he took a slow breath and removed the porridge on the bedside.

The bowl was brought up.

"Xunxun, good boy, if you don't eat, you will starve your body. If you eat the porridge, I promise you won't be able to go, okay?"

He coaxed in a low voice like a child, looking at the timid figure in front of him, gradually hiding the anger in his heart.

Seeing the floor, Yixun was still huddled in the corner of the bed, as if she was completely indifferent to his words. Not only did she not come closer, but she became even more wary when she looked at him.

"If you don't want to eat, can I feed you? Don't move where you sit and let me pass."

After saying that, he tried to move his body and approached the cowering figure at the corner of the bed.

"No, don't come over..."

Just as Qiao Mingchu's figure moved, Layer Yixun, who was opposite him, suddenly became nervous and excited. As he spoke, he struggled to get up and avoid it.

"Okay, okay, I won't move, I won't go there, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'll stay here, I won't go there."

When Qiao Mingchu saw this, he didn't dare to get closer. He put the bowl in his hand back on the bedside and sat quietly beside the bed.

He talked to her from time to time and comforted her in a low voice. Seeing the vigilance in her eyes, he wanted to rush out several times and stomp the kidnappers into pieces.

She had been talking to him for a long time, but every time he tried to want her, Fu Yixun would become extremely alert and nervous, and her whole body would tremble uncontrollably, simply preventing anyone from getting close.

Qiao Mingchu sat by the bed until late at night, until the porridge placed on the bedside had turned into a cold paste. Even when he himself felt exhausted, the woman on the corner of the bed opposite was still staring.

A pair of big round eyes stared at him warily.

"You're tired after a long night of hard work. Don't worry, I won't come near you or touch you. If you don't want to eat, just lie down and have a good sleep, okay? You're exhausted too, aren't you?

"

For a long time, as if he couldn't bear the silence, Qiao Mingchu, who was beside the bed, spoke softly again. When he looked at Layer Yixun, the woman at the corner of the bed suddenly looked like a frightened kitten, with all the hair on her body pricked.

He stood up and said, "Don't come over, don't come over..."

Her words were all rejection, resistance, and resistance to him. Qiao Mingchu took a deep breath, his eyes a little gloomy, "I won't go, you have a good sleep. If I am here and make you uneasy, then I will

Let’s go out first.”

In the past, Layer Yixun, although she wanted to fight against him, she had never been as afraid of him as she is now. The obvious resistance in her eyes made him powerless even if she fought back.

In the past, he could even use force or even knock her down directly to make her accept him completely, but now, his eyes were so obviously filled with fear, such a pair of black eyes like a deer.

, how could he be willing to really force her.

The door of the bedroom was opened and closed by people. When the sound of closing the door disappeared, the tall figure was also missing from the room. Layer Yixun in the corner looked at the tall figure disappearing in front of his eyes, and finally turned his attention to

There was still a bowl full of cold porridge on the bedside. He moved slightly, still holding his legs tightly with his arms, found a more comfortable corner, and slowly fell asleep.

Su Ziqian, who had received the notice early in the morning, entered the room with Aunt Chen. In the living room, Qiao Mingchu was sitting lazily next to the sofa. The ashtray in front of him was full of a box of cigarette butts, and he was smoking.

The action did not stop. The whole room was filled with the smell of cigarettes. The air was a little gray and it was difficult to see clearly. Everything around was filled with smoke.

When the two of them saw the smoke in the room, they were startled for a moment. Su Ziqian was the first to react and quickly rushed to Qiao Mingchu and snatched the half-smoked cigarette from his hand.

"Second Young Master, your body is not suitable for smoking. What happened? Is it Second Young Master?"

Su Ziqian frowned and said, looking involuntarily towards the closed bedroom door aside, his eyes full of doubts.

When Aunt Chen behind her saw this, she quickly rushed to the window and opened the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, letting the outside air rush in and dispersing the somewhat choking smoke in the room.

"She's fine. Let's rest inside and arrange for the best psychiatrist for her. I want her to get better within a week."

His dark eyes, which had not slept all night, were a little tired, but when he spoke, a sharp flash quickly appeared in his eyes.

"Second Young Master, drink a cup of warm water and rinse your mouth first!"

Aunt Chen brought a glass of warm water and put it in front of Qiao Mingchu. She said with a worried look on her face. But no matter how worried she was, she could only sigh and turned around and entered the kitchen without the person saying anything.

It has to be said that Su Ziqian moved very quickly. Layer Yixun had never dared to sleep. She was afraid that Qiao Mingchu outside the door would suddenly barge in in the middle of the night. She controlled herself not to sleep, but she didn't eat all day and night.

After another night of torment, my body finally lost strength as dawn approached, so I fell on the bed and fell into a slumber.

When she fell asleep again, it was still the same room, except that she had been covered with a quilt and was lying peacefully on the soft big bed.

"Second Young Master, you're awake. That's great. I'll go tell Second Young Master right now."

Seeing Lay Yixun wake up, Aunt Chen's face suddenly showed a big smile, and before she could speak, her fat figure had already run out of the bedroom door.

After a while, several figures suddenly appeared in the originally empty bedroom. Qiao Mingchu, Aunt Chen, Su Ziqian, and Layer Yixun were all familiar to each other, but behind Qiao Mingchu was a man with a friendly smile on his face.

Seeing the appearance of the strange man, Layer Yixun obviously became extremely nervous, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he began to retreat quickly.
Chapter completed!