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"Have you tried it?"
Xiao Moqing did not respond.
Song Chujiu¡¯s voice became softer, ¡°Let her try it.¡±
Xiao Moqing looked at the pretty face so close in front of him, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged under the quilt.
Being so cautious, as if afraid of irritating him with any words.
She really regarded him as a patient.
He suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly: "I said she can't be cured, don't you believe me?"
Song Chujiu saw that his mood was not quite right, so he said no more.
However, her silence made the man who had been suppressing his emotions even more angry.
"Click."
The water glass in his hand made a shattering sound.
When Song Chujiu realized something was wrong, the cup had broken into pieces in the man's palm.
The bright red blood fell on the quilt drop by drop.
Song Chujiu was stunned for a few seconds and quickly threw away the glass in his hand.
However, the water cup had turned into pieces, and Song Chujiu still cut his finger while throwing it.
She ignored it, threw the fragments to the ground, and began to rummage through the medical kit.
Song Chujiu found the medicine box and turned on the light.
She looked at the man's bleeding hand, took a deep breath, and carefully searched for the fragment embedded in the palm.
The instigator was looking at her without saying a word.
Song Chujiu silently applied the medicine to him, and after bandaging it, he stood up and said, "There may be fragments on the quilt. Let's sleep next door tonight."
However, Xiao Moqing suddenly held her hand.
Song Chujiu looked back at him.
The man looked at the wound on her finger and said, "You were scratched."
Song Chujiu lowered his eyes and glanced, there was indeed a small cut, and the wound had solidified naturally.
"It's okay." She held his hand, "It's getting late, go to the next room to rest."
Xiao Moqing stood up and hugged her suddenly.
Song Chujiu subconsciously hugged the man's neck, "I can walk by myself."
"There are pieces on the ground."
Song Chujiu was quiet for a moment, "Be careful."
The room next door was rarely occupied. Song Chujiu was the one who recognized the bed. He suddenly lay on another bed and couldn't sleep.
The bedside lamp was dimly lit.
Xiao Moqing didn't seem to be sleepy either, so he took her into his arms.
"Can't sleep?"
"Well, a little bit."
The man hugged her, and his body temperature spread through the fabric of her clothes.
Song Chujiu looked up at him. The man's expression was indifferent, and his handsome face was shrouded in shadow, making it unclear.
¡°Since you can¡¯t sleep, then do something else.¡±
Xiao Moqing's thin lips were close to her ear, and her breath became hot.
"I'm a little tired." Song Chujiu was not in the mood, so she hid aside. "I don't want it today, I'll give it to you tomorrow."
The man lowered his head and kissed her neck, leaving a distinct mark.
Hearing her words, he did not continue, but just held her quietly.
Song Chujiu¡¯s heart felt a little soft and a little painful.
The previous topic cannot be continued.
Song Chujiu suddenly said: "Can I ask you a question?"
"Um."
"Do you really want a child?"
"fine."
fine?
But his performance was more than just okay, right?
Song Chujiu asked again: "Why do you want a child?"
Xiao Moqing's arm holding her tightened slightly, and a faint voice sounded in the dim room.
¡°Do you need a reason to have a child?¡±
There was nothing wrong with his answer, but Song Chujiu could hear the perfunctoriness in it. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com