Chapter 57

he reached out and touched the cheek of the weak little woman on the bed. The little face was cold after being frightened. Rong heting tucked in the quilt for mu Qianqian and left the bedroom.

In the living room on the first floor, Bai Sheng packed up the medicine box in his hand and sent the servants back to the special medical room in Houyuan. After washing his hands, he saw Rong heting coming down from the upstairs with a gloomy face.

Rong heting went to the wine cabinet and took a bottle of vodka and two cups. He went to Bai Sheng's side and poured the wine for two people and tasted it.

Bai Sheng took the glass, shaking the dark yellow liquid in the glass, clearly smiling, gently touching Rong heting's glass.

"Don't worry, your little pet didn't hurt any bones or skin injuries. Use my special ointment to ensure that it won't leave scars."

Rong heting didn't object to Bai Sheng's words. He lifted up his glass and drank it out in one gulp. "Thank you."

Bai Sheng only drank a cup and pushed the cup to the middle of the table, looking at Rong heting with some worry, "moved?"

I don't know if I should be happy or worried about this cold-blooded animal. My friend for many years, Bai Sheng naturally doesn't want Rong heting to be weak, but he doesn't want him to keep his cold-blooded and cold-blooded.

Rong heting's surprise, Bai Sheng would ask, is his feeling of small things moving? He shook his head in disdain for the idea in his heart and raised his eyebrows to look at the white saint.

"I do?"

Bai Sheng doesn't agree. He just pats his brother on the shoulder and explains the change of dressing before leaving Rongyuan. Other people can not see clearly, as a bystander, he will never be wrong. Mu shallow is different to Rong heting.

It was already dark, but Mu was still asleep. Rong heting sat by the bed looking at the little woman who was still restless in her sleep, and her pity was always out of control. He took the handkerchief that had been ready to be at the bedside, wiped off the sweat on Mu's shallow forehead, and then, as usual, he bowed his head and kissed. His eyes noticed the wrapped arms, and the scenes of the office flashed into his mind.

After all, she still scared her. It was the first time that she saw a dead man? How would she react if she knew his hands were covered with blood?

After dinner time, thinking of the amount of small things to eat, Rong heting went out to the kitchen and found the food prepared by Aunt Li and carried it upstairs in person.

Mu Qianqian wakes up in fright, her eyes are staring at the front, her mind is still immersed in the dream, the bloody picture, the terrible corpse, the bloody arm, let her just wake up in a confused heart.

She can now be sure that what she heard was the sound of a gun. She heard it once when she was taken away from the detention center, and once again in Rong heting's office today. She always knew that he was a man who could not be provoked, but she seemed to know him for the first time today. How powerful he was to despise everything!

The frightened Mu shallow has not yet escaped from the chaotic thoughts, the bedroom door opened.

Mu shallow to see the door with a tray of men, instinctively to the corner of the bed to shrink, eyes flustered and uneasy, action too big, involving the wound, immediately hurt her to take a breath of air conditioning.

"Hiss It hurts... "

Rong heting opened the door and found that the little thing woke up and wanted to talk, but saw her frightened look. He was a little uneasy. Without waiting for him to make any response, he saw Mu Qianqian withdraw and pull the wound. The original uneasiness also turned to be stuffy.

Rong heting put the plate on the table, and immediately went to Mu shallow in front of her, did not allow her to avoid a pull her into the arms.

"Still moving! Don't you know the pain? Do you want some more? "

Reprimanding the woman who refused him instinctively in his arms, he Ting's face darkened. He hated the feeling of being rejected by her.

Rong heting's reprimand let Mu shallow frozen all the movements, she now did not dare to provoke the tyrannical man beside her, today's events overturned her previous understanding of Rong heting. Rigid body motionless, Mu shallow even breathing do not dare to loud.

Feeling the little woman's trembling in his arms, Rong heting hugged Mu shallow in his arms, trying to pacify her uneasiness with body temperature. But he clearly found that his kitten is different from the past clever, at this time even breathing carefully.

Rong heting kisses Mu shallow lip Cape, did not respond, do not want to let her fear oneself, tentatively asked, "is not hungry? I brought the food up, and Aunt Li said it was all your favorite food. Could you feed it to you? "

Rong heting let Mu shallow sit on the bed, took his plate and put it on the table beside the bed, ready to feed his little pet to eat.

As soon as the chopsticks in his hand reach Mu Qianqian's mouth, Mu Qianqian flinches away. His body goes back to the foot of the bed again, ignoring even the blood in his arm. It seems that the man in front of him is a bloodthirsty beast.

Rong heting froze all the movements, the heart was like a heavy blow, no pain, no vent.

She, afraid of him.

It was totally different from the fear of forcing her. This time, she was afraid of his existence from her blood. Did he become a devil in her heart?

Rong heting put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand and chuckled at his lips, "so afraid of me?"Mu shallow nature felt Rong heting's not healing, trying to calm his breath, but still a word off and on.

"I I eat I can't eat it. "

Mu shallow did not lie, is not perfunctory, she is really unable to eat, in front of her eyes always flashed the dead body and blood all over the ground, she did not have a bit of appetite. Even if forced to eat, she would vomit out. She really didn't want to force herself.

However, Rong heting misunderstood Mu Qianqian's words. The intermittent words made him understand that even if he did anything, it would be difficult for him to eliminate the fear in her heart, for fear that it would be difficult for him to enter her heart again.

Don't care, just a plaything, why should he care how she treats him in her heart? Cold breath once again gathered, Rong heting stood up, left only to Mu shallow, a word without any temperature.

"If you think I'm a devil, why help me?"

Don't need any answer from the little woman on the bed, Rong heting left the bedroom with the cold all over his body. The huge sound of closing the door made Mu shallow's heart tremble.

Mu shallowly hugs the leg, retracts oneself in the corner, the man's leave, the room also becomes cold and has no temperature. Looking at the food still steaming on the table, Mu shallow is flustered and helpless. How to face this? His world made her strange and frightened.

I don't know how long I've been thinking about myself in the room alone. Mu Qianqian feels a headache and wants to crack. The scenes in her mind are like playing a disorderly movie. There are men's persecution, men's indifference, men's maintenance, men's care, and he's warm, but finally converged into bloody.