Chapter 122

He meant that if he wanted to force her, she would be the same everywhere.

Tang Xinyan bit his lip, but he was too lazy to struggle any more.

He is right. If he really wants to be strong, she is not his opponent anywhere.

After brushing the room card, he took her to the sofa.

He straightened up, voice light lost a, "sit still."

Looking at his tall body into one of the bedrooms, she curled her mouth depressed.

The man must have been used to giving orders to her.

And she, even to his command, also have a kind of unable to resist.

It's a terrible feeling!

After a while, Mo Chi came out with a small medicine box.

He sat down on the sofa beside her and put her sprained foot on his long, strong leg.

Slender feet naked by him into the warm broad palm, her heart, accidentally missed a beat.

Subconsciously retracts the foot, but is pulled back by him strongly.

"Don't move!"

He put his big palm on her snow-white instep and looked down at her sprained ankle.

The temperature of the long finger, as if through her skin, has been conveying her heart.

Abnormal scalding

abnormal crispness and numbness.

Extraordinary intimacy.

Her ears were red and her heart beat fast.

"In fact, it's not particularly painful. It's better to take a day or two off."

He gave her a deep look, "don't talk."

Tang Xinyan, "..."

The heart tangled, or gave up the struggle.

He is used to being strong and domineering. The more she doesn't listen to him, the more he won't let her go.

Besides, it was kind of him to rub her feet.

However, such intimacy still made her uncomfortable and embarrassed.

His deep vision, has been falling on her ankle, long finger under the red and swollen place.

Fortunately, I didn't hurt the bone.

He took out the wine, poured it into his palm, and rubbed it for her.

In fact, knead a little pain, but compared to the pain, make her at a loss is the temperature of his palm.

She looked at him with long eyelashes and light fan. In fact, she couldn't see his eyes clearly. She could only see his eyelashes, high nose and thin lips which were longer and denser than women.

Her nose suddenly turned sour.

It seems that no one has cared about her like this for a long time. Since her father passed away, she was injured, usually by herself, or waiting for automatic recovery. No one has ever helped her so seriously.

The man in front of him, as he is now, is attentive and careful.

It's moving.

Mo Chi Wei noticed that Tang Xin's eyes didn't turn. He raised his eyes and looked at her.

See her clear apricot eye dense with a group of water mist, he slightly frowned, "very painful?"

Tang Xinyan realized that she was absent-minded. She quickly shook her head, "it's not..." Don't want to let him see his inner vulnerability, she raised her lips and said with a smile, "you are very familiar with the technique, you used to do this kind of thing to make the girl happy."

Hearing her words, Mo Chi Wei seemed to think of something, and his eyes became more and more dark and deep.

Just when Tang Xinyan thought he didn't answer her, he said in a low voice, "yes, I have."

Tang Xinyan said, "Oh.".

I don't know if it is her illusion. He is obviously depressed. Maybe he thinks of the girl he once loved deeply!

"You must have loved her before."

Mo Chi Wei clenched his thin lips. This time, he didn't respond to her again.

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