Ning Yazhi was stunned for a moment, but this time, she did not speak harshly and nodded honestly: "It hurts!"
"Then don't move." Still gentle, completely different from his previous personality.
Nuo An was stunned at the side. He didn't recognize the wrong person. The gentleman actually cleaned Miss Ning Yazhi's wounds from beginning to end, and even kissed her instep?
Kiss a woman's instep?
According to British tradition, this behavior can only be done in front of the woman you love. Wasn't the behavior just made by your husband a sign of love for Ning Yazhi?
Nuo An's eyes became more complicated. Does Mr. really love Ning Yazhi? Things may be getting more complicated.
The injury on Ning Yazhi's forehead was obviously much more serious, with a fragment stabbing inside. Mu Chengfeng gently tried to remove the blood from her face, and when he found the fragment, his hand shook slightly.
The injuries on her body seemed to be all because of him, directly or indirectly.
"It hurts..." He was so lost in thought that he forgot that his hand was touching her wound.
Ning Yazhi's whole face wrinkled up in pain, and her clear eyes were filled with anger. He did it on purpose, deliberately confused her, deliberately removed the defense she had finally put up little by little, and tortured her in this way over and over again.
.
She hated herself for having to do this to him, and she hated him even more for knowing her weaknesses so well.
"Don't move!" His voice was soft, but as domineering as ever, and his eyes were shining with domineering light.
She simply opened her face and let him carefully pull out all the fragments on her face bit by bit, and then cleaned them. The smell of disinfectant instantly filled the room, but her consciousness gradually blurred, and all her stubbornness disappeared at this moment.
It doesn't have any effect.
I fell into a domineering and powerful embrace in a daze.
The remaining reason told her that she could never be held in his arms. It was him who tortured her cruelly time and time again. She could never like him, she couldn't like...
But it really hurts... It has never hurt like this before...
Mu Chengfeng lowered his head and stared at the unconscious person in his arms, with the hideous old and new wounds on his face, his stubborn lips still tightly pressed despite being unconscious, and his fan-like eyelashes stained with transparent tears.
Her dark eyes couldn't help but be filled with tenderness like water. She lowered her head and gently kissed the forehead that had been covered with gauze. Her movements were very light, very light, as if it was an untouchable treasure that she was afraid of touching.
Just break.
There was a tenderness that he had never experienced before, a tenderness that even he could not detect.
Nuo An was on the side, but he was deeply shocked. He almost watched Mu Chengfeng grow up. From childhood to adulthood, Mu Chengfeng was like an iceberg in the sky. He was cold and indifferent. Even his smile gave people a chilling feeling.
Not to mention gentle.
He thought he would never see a gentle expression on Mu Chengfeng in this life, but he didn't expect...
"No!" Ning Yazhi suddenly opened her eyes from the nightmare, and what caught her eyes was an extremely handsome face. Even though his forehead was covered with gauze, it did not damage his handsomeness. She was startled, she actually
Sleeping in Mu Chengfeng's arms?
His facial features are simply a masterpiece of God, and from such a close distance they are even more visually impactful, giving people the feeling that they wish they had all the beauty in him. Even the flaws and injuries are full of flawed beauty.
Of course, if you don't know him well.
Unfortunately, Ning Yazhi was too aware of the man in front of her, how dangerous and cruel the green eyes under the extremely long eyelashes were, and how cold the sexy lips were when they were awake. Ning Yazhi was stunned for a moment, and this time, she
He didn't speak harshly, and nodded honestly: "It hurts!"
"Then don't move." Still gentle, completely different from his previous personality.
Nuo An was stunned at the side. He didn't recognize the wrong person. The gentleman actually cleaned Miss Ning Yazhi's wounds from beginning to end, and even kissed her instep?
Kiss a woman's instep?
According to British tradition, this behavior can only be done in front of the woman you love. Wasn't the behavior just made by your husband a sign of love for Ning Yazhi?
Nuo An's eyes became more complicated. Does Mr. really love Ning Yazhi? Things may be getting more complicated.
The injury on Ning Yazhi's forehead was obviously much more serious, with a fragment stabbing inside. Mu Chengfeng gently tried to remove the blood from her face, and when he found the fragment, his hand shook slightly.
The injuries on her body seemed to be all because of him, directly or indirectly.
"It hurts..." He was so lost in thought that he forgot that his hand was touching her wound.
Ning Yazhi's whole face wrinkled up in pain, and her clear eyes were filled with anger. He did it on purpose, deliberately confused her, deliberately removed the defense she had finally put up little by little, and tortured her in this way over and over again.
.
She hated herself for having to do this to him, and she hated him even more for knowing her weaknesses so well.
"Don't move!" His voice was soft, but as domineering as ever, and his eyes were shining with domineering light.
She simply opened her face and let him carefully pull out all the fragments on her face bit by bit, and then cleaned them. The smell of disinfectant instantly filled the room, but her consciousness gradually blurred, and all her stubbornness disappeared at this moment.
It doesn't have any effect.
I fell into a domineering and powerful embrace in a daze.
The remaining reason told her that she could never be held in his arms. It was him who tortured her cruelly time and time again. She could never like him, she couldn't like...
But it really hurts... It has never hurt like this before...
Mu Chengfeng lowered his head and stared at the unconscious person in his arms, with the hideous old and new wounds on his face, his stubborn lips still tightly pressed despite being unconscious, and his fan-like eyelashes stained with transparent tears.
Her dark eyes couldn't help but be filled with tenderness like water. She lowered her head and gently kissed the forehead that had been covered with gauze. Her movements were very light, very light, as if it was an untouchable treasure that she was afraid of touching.
Just break.
There was a tenderness that he had never experienced before, a tenderness that even he could not detect.
Nuo An was on the side, but he was deeply shocked. He almost watched Mu Chengfeng grow up. From childhood to adulthood, Mu Chengfeng was like an iceberg in the sky. He was cold and indifferent. Even his smile gave people a chilling feeling.
Not to mention gentle.
He thought he would never see a gentle expression on Mu Chengfeng in this life, but he didn't expect...
"No!" Ning Yazhi suddenly opened her eyes from the nightmare, and what caught her eyes was an extremely handsome face. Even though his forehead was covered with gauze, it did not damage his handsomeness. She was startled, she actually
Sleeping in Mu Chengfeng's arms?
His facial features are simply a masterpiece of God, and from such a close distance they are even more visually impactful, giving people the feeling that they wish they had all the beauty in him. Even the flaws and injuries are full of flawed beauty.
Of course, if you don't know him well.
Unfortunately, Ning Yazhi was too aware of how dangerous and cruel the green eyes under the extremely long curved eyelashes of the man in front of her were, and how cold his sexy lips were when they were awake.