ZangJiao

External injuries are not scary, but internal injuries.

Let him check it out?

Hua Qingsi's eyes were straightened, and Xing's eyes were wide open.

Sheng Baiyi sat down and made a serious statement, "You don't need to take off your clothes, and I won't touch you, just take a look, as long as the injury is not serious, I won't go to the hospital."

"Si'er, I'm just worried about you."

Having said that, she was still very nervous, and the temperature on her face was so high that it burned.

"If you are afraid, we will go to the hospital for examination."

Hua Qingsi really didn't like going to the hospital, she had lived in the hospital for a long time before, and she really didn't like it at all.

After struggling for a while, Hua Qingsi confessed.

He said 'yes' in a soft voice, took off his coat under Sheng Baiyi's gaze, brushed away his long hair nervously and panicked, turned around, and said with a trembling voice, "Zip the zipper for me."

Sheng Baiyi said hello, but he was very restrained and didn't pull it out much, just visually check, just pull down the skirt enough to see the chest.

The two of them didn't speak for a while, Hua Qingsi tore off the clothes on his shoulders, pulled the sweater into a collar, first pressed down on his chest, about the position of a fist, other than that, it didn't hurt.

There is no bruise, just a light red.

After confirming that he was fine, Hua Qingsi mustered up the courage to turn around, "Look, I'm really fine, just a little red."

She didn't dare to look into his eyes, the thick eyelashes cast a shadow in the eye socket.

Sheng Baiyi didn't make a sound, stretched out his hand and pressed on the reddened part of her chest a few times, "Are you really all right?"

His fingertips were hot, scorching hot.

Her voice was hoarse and low, and the breath she carried while speaking was scattered near her left cheek.

She suppressed her heart palpitations, and her throat was a little sticky.

"It's really okay."

There is almost no pain if you don't press it.

"It's fine." When he said this, his voice was very soft. If the living room wasn't quiet, he wouldn't have felt it at all, but it was when Hua Qingsi felt that he was fine and didn't need to go to the hospital.

He suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lightly.

Hua Qingsi felt like being stung by a scorpion's tail, his body trembled, hot and irritable blood rushed to his forehead, and when he called out to him with complaints, it was like a sharp hook reaching Sheng Baiyi's itchy and unbearable heart.

"Cold clothes—"

He was willful, lazy, and gave a light 'huh' very bewitchingly?

He raised his head and met her eyes.

Ever since he confessed, he has not been hiding his longing and deep desire for her in his eyes. They are originally born with crimson eyes. Every time he looks at her like this, Hua Qingsi feels like a whirlpool in the deep sea...

Hooking her, rolling her, wanting to drown in it.

His breathing was very hot and heavy, and he approached her, rubbing the tip of her nose sweetly, swirling around the little strawberry with his fingertips as hot as flint, his eyes were smoky red, and there was a blurred scene under the light and shadow.

"Si'er, do you like... black so much?"

The words seem to be teasing, and they are closer to ambiguous teasing.

Hua Qingsi's breathing stopped suddenly, and his fingers clenched the sweater around his waist tightly, as if he was about to tear it apart.

He has no resistance to her, and she has no resistance to him.

The hot and ambiguous breath at the moment is about to suffocate her.

"Han Yi, you... um."

He didn't continue to be indulgent, he thoughtfully lifted up her skirt, but he was not willing to press her on the sofa and kiss her deeply.

He is a normal man who hasn't had sex with women for 32 years.

In front of people who are greedy and like, restraint is always in a mess.

It was just that the palms pinching her slender waist were exerting force inch by inch.

body——

It's so soft.

There are customers in the cafe downstairs, and soft and soothing music is playing. Dong Qing and Ding Yan are fine now, sitting and chatting, talking about which clothes look good, and Yuanzhou next door is having a hot lunch.

No one paid much attention, and no one paid attention. The two of them went upstairs and didn't show up for a long time.It just so happened that these well-timed noises covered up some ambiguous sounds.

The lingering deep kiss ended, Hua Qingsi's face turned blood-colored, and she leaned against Sheng Baiyi's arms and breathed like drowning, she was a little annoyed.

'Offensive' 'offensive' again and again.

Her little heart was always throbbing, restless and difficult to calm down.

"Si'er, change into comfortable clothes, I'll go back to the room first." Sheng Baiyi kissed her on the forehead, and disappeared into the room in the blink of an eye as if she could teleport.

"..."

Hua Qingsi was puzzled foolishly, not understanding what was going on.

Sheng Baiyi hurried back to his room to take a shower, feeling ashamed and embarrassed to say, his body was so tense that it was about to explode, the more he got close to Hua Qingsi, the more uncomfortable he felt.

A quarter of an hour later, Hua Qingsi went downstairs first, lunch was already set on the table, and Yuan Zhou was sitting on the sofa playing games.

"Miss Hua."

Hua Qingsi hummed, "Have you had lunch yet?"

Yuan Zhou is grinning, always giving people an optimistic and sunny feeling.

"Used."

Hua Qingsi sat down in Fuyi, glanced towards the second floor, and before Sheng Baiyi came down, he found a topic to chat with Yuanzhou.

"Mr. Wen Shao is not seen very often recently."

Yuan Zhou explained, "Wen Shao is currently treating Mr. Yuan Lao."

"Yes, Grandpa Yuan has an old disease in his leg, and it hurts badly when it's wet and cold." When he mentioned this, he thought that Uncle Dong's leg seemed to be the same, and asked again, "I heard from Han Yi that Mr. Wen Shao was a Chinese medicine practitioner in his ancestors."

Talking about the past, Yuan Zhou opened his mouth and came to sit down at the table, "The ancestor of the Wen family was a famous Chinese medicine practitioner, and the golden needle pricked blood very badly."

"Mr. Wen's family is so powerful, why didn't he inherit the family business?"

This was said by Yuan Zhou with a smile, "An accident happened to the Wen family, only Wen Shao survived."

Realizing that he said something wrong, Hua Qingsi hurriedly apologized.

Yuan Zhou was too familiar with Wen Shao, and waved his hand, "Miss Hua, don't worry, the matter is over, and Wen Shao doesn't look so fragile..."

"Although something happened to Wen's family, but he."

Revenge too!

The 18 members of the Qiu family all went to hell to plead guilty to everyone in the Wen family.

"Si'er." Sheng Baiyi came downstairs at this moment, changed his clothes, moistened some water droplets on the ends of his hair, messy and casual hair, and gold-rimmed single-chain glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Indeed, he had a bit of abstinent and gentle scum temperament, but he was born with a bunch of agarwood coiled in his hand.

Qingfeng Jiyue insisted on coating him with the coat of the Son of God.

He is still among the blue clouds and white moons, and he cannot climb high and abruptly at will.

Walking over, he gave Yuan Zhou a warm look.

Yuan Zhou was very witty, and slipped away after saying 'use slowly'.

"You took a shower."

"Well, I'm sweating. I'm not feeling well." He didn't explain much, looking at the dishes on the table, "You're hungry, eat something."

Hua Qingsi responded, holding the chopsticks, he couldn't help but look at him from the corner of his eye.

This is not like the 'Shen Hanyi' who pressed her down and kissed her deeply, dressed in worldly mortals, within reach, and seductive like a demon.

"What are you looking at?" He asked with a smile, scooped up hot soup and handed it over, "I negotiated with Manager Tan about the stewed soup. You haven't had a good rest recently, so you can replenish your energy and soothe your nerves."

Hua Qingsi said thank you, "Mr. Yuanzhou said before that you don't eat too much."

"It used to be, but now it's okay to accompany you."

Overeating and not eating is a habit developed since childhood. Speaking of it, the Sheng family has been taught very strictly since childhood, whether it is daily etiquette or table manners, the requirements are very high.

The rule of overeating and not eating, it sounds like this, but it sounds bad, if you don’t eat during the main meal, you can’t even think about eating at any other time.

'It's okay to accompany you'——

These words are really sweet, Hua Qingsi smiled brilliantly, and lowered his head to drink the soup.