She thought for a moment, stretched out her hand and began to slowly rub Lian Quan on his neck, tapping two acupuncture points. After a while, she asked: "Are you feeling better?"
He raised his head, and under the flickering candlelight, his handsome face lost the cold pressure, and his phoenix eyes melted into gold, which was inexplicably alluring.
He sighed lowly, and his thin scarlet lips suddenly pressed against hers: "Doctor Ming is really stingy, at least, this is how he should be."
This kiss was very light, very light, with a cautiousness that was completely different from Cang Qiao's usual domineering image, and even a little bit of uneasy probing and...pleasure.
Like an awkward young man, he awkwardly apologizes to his sweetheart or... asks for peace.
Ming Lanruo was stunned, and her heart skipped several beats inexplicably.
Even though she was infatuated with King Qin in her previous life, she had never tasted such a sour and slightly sweet taste in her heart.
It's like secretly stuffing a few sweet and sour green plums into your heart.
She twisted her sleeves unconsciously.
Cang Qiao looked at her with no reaction, her expression was expressionless, and her mood was complicated and dejected.
Normally, even if he did whatever he wanted to her, he would not dare to kiss her easily.
That time in the Queen's Palace, he lost his mind and violently kissed her, which made Ming Lanruo react violently. She looked like she hated him, and she still remembers it fresh.
He knew that even if she later regained her composure, it was just a show of patience with him.
"I was reckless." He stretched out his long fingers and gently and carefully stroked her soft lips, as if wiping away the traces he left behind.
She had always been forced by him to stay in his arms, and those intimate movements were all forced by him.
He could see her embarrassment and reluctance in all previous physical contacts, but he didn't care about her feelings.
Just because he arrogantly determined that she needed his protection for the sake of the child, he could do whatever he wanted to her.
This is the price of asylum.
But in the end, I realized that it was him who had been blinding himself all these years and finally caused his little girl to get hurt.
She was even allowed to give birth to their kitten alone, and it has been difficult to raise it until now.
His dark phoenix eyes flashed with complicated light, and he said somewhat cryptically: "If you don't like it, you won't like it anymore."
God knows how difficult it was for him to give her this promise.
Ming Lanruo remained silent and did not speak.
Cang Qiao looked at the person sitting in her arms and felt for the first time that she was alienated and out of her control.
Or maybe he never really had control over her.
After a while, Minglan Ruocai whispered: "Cang Qiao, do you still remember that day in the prison, when I was sick, you left with Yun Ni in your arms?"
No matter how gentle he was, she would always remember her emotional despair at that moment.
Cang Qiao's throat was a little choked, and he clenched his fists involuntarily. His usually cold and handsome face was now tense: "Yeah."
He suddenly didn't want to hear what she said next.
But he knows, no, this is what he deserves.
Outside the window, a bright moon appeared from the dark clouds at some point.
She looked at the bright moon and said slowly: "At that time, I finally understood that my life was too shallow. I only entrusted my life, death, honor and disgrace to one person like a vine around a tree. When he smiles, I am happy; when he is angry, I am unhappy.
Injury; when he is sad, I am miserable, why is this so? Women are also human beings, and they share the sun and the moon with men."
"A woman should be like a tree or a house, holding up a sky for herself, so that she will not be unable to get up because she loses a little love from her lover, feeling sorry for herself and wasting her years, instead of being a good person, she will become a dodder."
In her previous life, her talents and skills, her disappointments and joys, were all for Shangguan Hongye.
In this life, she is willing to live and die for Cang Qiao. She has been a human being for two lives, but she only lives for men. Why should she live another life?
Cang Qiao lowered her phoenix eyes, resisting the dark glare and the urge to put her hands and feet in chains, and spoke slowly and calmly: "You...want to...
