Mo Qianxun felt the wet and hot stuff wet his chest. He was extremely nervous and raised his hand to wipe the tears on her face and smiled, "Why are you crying! Look, it's all gone!" As he said that, he stretched out his fist and shook his chest a few times.
Bai Weiwei pressed him and hit his hand, but the tears flowed even harder, "Why are you so stupid? Why are you stabbing yourself? You're still so deep? Aren't you afraid that you will die if you stabbed it? You're dead, what should I do?"
Mo Qianxun smiled and comforted, "I know that my father has a spirit in heaven, so he will not watch me die. If you are so good, he will definitely agree with us. The moment I stabbed, I just thought about being with you. Stop crying, isn't this okay? We will never leave each other again, okay?"
"Okay... did it hurt at that time?" Bai Weiwei said with a nasal voice, and the heat of her speech sprinkled on his chest, making his body a little tight.
"Some at that time." Mo Qianxun said honestly.
"What's the matter now?" Bai Weiwei's tender and white face touched his chest and asked worriedly.
"It hurts a little now. Maybe I hit it just now." Mo Qianxun said with a painful expression on his chest.
"Ah? What should I do? Oh, by the way, Wen Tai must have all the trauma medicines! I'll go find them..." Bai Weiwei said as she hurriedly got up and went out to find Wen Tai.
"Weiwei!" Mo Qianxun pulled her back in her arms, lit the wound, and said with a smile: "You kiss here and it won't hurt."
Bai Weiwei: "..."
Forget it, seeing this man paying such a heavy price for their love, I will kiss him as compensation.
She lowered her head and her soft breathing teased him like a feather.
The moment her soft red lips pressed against his chest, he felt that everything was worth it!
Suddenly he wanted to turn over and overwhelm her. He had been missing her for a whole three months.
The days when we didn’t meet each other for three months seemed to be like the New Year!
He had no choice but to deal with things desperately to paralyze himself.
Otherwise, when my mind calms down, she will be her shadow, and I will wonder if she is living here? Are you happy? Her body is completely better? There is no capable maid around me, but she can take good care of herself? Those terrifying scenes will still scare her? Did she miss him like he misses her?
He didn't dare to think about it at that time. Even if he didn't, her shadow followed him like a bone-eroding one's body. So he accelerated his movements and just gotten through everything, and then came here without stopping.
Now, when she finally saw her, she seemed to have lost weight, but no matter what, she was still alive, she would still smile at him and cry for him. She no longer looked drowsy. She would respond to him. She was in his arms now. How real this is!
The person on his body kissed his wound lovingly, wishing that the wound would recover immediately after the kiss.
He smiled with a sigh, raised his hand to remove her scarf, and his flowing black hair flowed down the river. Like millions of tail grass on his chest, gently tickling him with her movements. How could he withstand such teasing after tasting her?
What's more, he is still the most beloved woman, not to mention that he has not met for three months, and not to mention that he is still in himself, no one can resist...
He put his head on her slender waist, raised his head a little, put her hair in love behind his ears, wiped the tears from her little face with his big palm, and smiled comfortably, "Be good, don't cry, it won't hurt anymore. Really, let me see your injuries too."