C63

It's not her fault.

In Ye tired's dictionary, Pei Qingcheng will never make mistakes.

Or, no matter what mistake she made, ye felt it was not.

This tolerance, on the contrary, makes Pei Qingcheng more guilty.

When Ding Han drives, ye gets tired and sits in the back seat. With the light in the car, Pei Qingcheng sees that his fingers and joints are broken and bleeding.

He broke the skin of his fingers, which shows how much strength he used.

Pei Ye didn't want to cry in her heart.

This is her return to Ye tired side, he was injured for the nth time.

All along, he tried his best to protect her, but she always hurt him.

Tears drop on the back of Ye's tired hand. She quickly wipes it with a paper towel. The salty tears will make him more painful.

Ye tired fingers gently wipe away her tears: "don't cry, he won't die."

She cried, of course not because of Tang Kefeng.

When she realized this, she was more frightened.

Is she crying because ye is tired?

Because he came to her in the heavy rain?

Because he beat Tang Kefeng to death for her?

These things seem to be too small to be worth mentioning among the things ye has done for her.

Heart numb ground ache, become sharp ache.

She reaches out her hand, hugs Ye's tired hand tightly and puts it on her cheek.

Looking at Pei Qingcheng's shoulders, Ye is tired and does not know why she is crying.

Because of him?

This idea passes by in a flash, and I dare not stay in my heart.

However, he knew that the tears at the moment could not be for Tang Kefeng.

Then, as Pei Qingcheng flows for him.

"Incline, if your tears flow for me, I would like to die now." He sighed and held Pei Qingcheng in his arms.

Quietly leaning on Ye's tired chest, like a quiet kitten, curled up in the place that brings her warmth, it doesn't move.

The car drove back to Zhuangsheng Xiaomeng. Standing under the bright porch, Pei Qingcheng saw that ye's tired Beige coat was covered with bloodstains.

"Where else do you bleed?" The sight of the bloodstains made her shudder.

"No, don't worry." Ye tired will take off his coat and throw it to Ding Han: "it is Tang Kefeng's

"Oh." She was relieved. She felt that she could not bear Lin's tiredness and get hurt again.

Ye is tired of what she has done. Even a piece of ice has changed to cover the heat.

Housekeeper Hu comes out to meet him. He whispers to Lin tired and says, "it's so easy to coax the old lady back to her room to sleep, yo." Seeing ye's tired blood, he was shocked: "Sir, I'll call the doctor."

"Don't make a fuss." Ye tired to call him: "take a medicine box upstairs."

Ding Han nodded to housekeeper Hu, who then filled the room to find the medicine box.

"Yes, ma'am, you go back to your room first. I'll ask the kitchen to prepare hot soup noodles and deliver them."

Back in the room, housekeeper Hu also brought up the medicine box: "madam, I'll give you medicine. I worked as a barefoot doctor for several years when I was young."

"It's OK. I'll do it." Pei Qingcheng takes over the medicine box.

Since the wife wants to take the medicine herself, maybe they can improve their relationship.

Housekeeper Hu left the room.

Pei Qingcheng closes the door and turns around with the medicine box in his hand. Lin is tired of changing his clothes. It is estimated that his right hand is suffering from severe pain. He only uses his left hand to button his clothes clumsily.

Pei Qingcheng put the medicine box aside and went over. He stood on tiptoe to help him buckle and muttered to himself, "how about the wound on my chest? Did you get involved in the wound when you had such a big fire just now

"It's almost grown."

"That's good." On the way back just now, Pei Qingcheng was still worried about his wound.

"Take a bath." He held her shoulder and turned to the bathroom. "Take a hot bath. It's too cold today."

"I'll give you the medicine first."

"Take a bath first."

"Medicine first."

They stood in a standoff for a while, and all of a sudden they all laughed.

Ye tired fingers around her hair, the voice gently makes people drunk: "I'm ok."

"Your hands are broken."

"Little things." He pushed her into the bathroom: "ginger essential oil will make you sweat. Soak for a while."

She was helpless, he pushed into the bathroom, the door was also taken.

In fact, she was not cold for a long time. Her warm clothes, the air conditioner in the car, and the ginger coffee all warmed her hands and feet.

The bath water must have been put away in advance. For the first time, Pei Qingcheng knew that ginger essential oil was also available. The whole bathroom was filled with a warm and spicy smell of ginger.

Taking off his clothes and lying in the warm water, Pei Qingcheng closed his eyes comfortably.In the room outside the bathroom, Ding Han lowers his head and lightly drugges Ye tired.

Ye made great efforts this time. In the photo sent by the bodyguard, Tang Kefeng lay on the ground for 20 minutes and didn't get up.

"Ye, it is estimated that Tang Kefeng's face will not be able to see people for a month. His jaw bone is cracked, and his eyebrow bone is cracked." Ding Han says, oneself also feel good.

That slut is really worthless. He just swindled his wife away. Such a heavy rain has left her in the desolate countryside. If it wasn't for murder, he would have chopped him into meat on the spot.

"Well." Ye tired block Ding Han's hand to wrap gauze on him: "OK."

"Your hands are all broken. It doesn't hurt so much if you wrap it with gauze."

"No He nests in the soft sofa, and Ding Han presents the cigarette case of his favorite snow eggplant.

Ye's tired fingers have touched the cigarette case, and then retracted back: "no smoking."

I'm afraid that the smell of smoke will smoke his wife. Probably no woman will like the smell of smoke.

"I'll go and open the window." Ding Han said.

"No more." Ye leans on the back of the sofa, closes his eyes, and Ding Han continues to report.

"Tang Kefeng found a private detective to follow us last week. Yesterday, he finally found the location of the hospital, and today he took his wife with him."

"Well."

"Well, is the place where Mr. Yin is now safe? Do you want to change places? "

"No need." Ye tired open his eyes, eyes fall on the door of the bathroom: "he is not going to wake up, do not have to move him East Tibet."

"If Mr. Yin wakes up, do you really want them to meet?" Ding Han's worried eyes follow Ye's tired direction to the door.

Ye is tired and does not speak, and Ding Han no longer asks.

How can he do it.

In fact, Ding Han felt that his wife's recent attitude towards Ye seemed to have broken ice. If it was him, he would never let a third person destroy them.

However, he couldn't control what he thought.

Pei Qingcheng lies on the door of the bathroom. She can hear them clearly.

It was not her intention to eavesdrop. She was about to open the door and come out when she heard the master and servant talking. It was not convenient to disturb them, but she heard this passage.

Mr. Yin, three clear words.

Tang Kefeng didn't lie. The man's real name was Yin, and he had a great relationship with Pei Qingcheng.

Who is Mr. Yin?

If he wakes up, will ye let them meet?

Feeling complicated, Pei Qingcheng shook his head, opened the door and walked out of the bathroom.

Ding Han is no longer in the room. Ye is tired and still leans on the sofa and closes his eyes. He seems to be asleep, especially tired.

Lightly walk to the bed in the bedroom, take a thin quilt, and go back to Ye tired side, gently cover him.

I wanted to go away when I finished, but I couldn't help sitting by his side.

He frowned slightly, as if experiencing great pain, his breathing was very heavy, Pei Qingcheng knew he was asleep.

Usually they are together, usually she falls asleep. Ye sleeps very light and wakes up easily.

But today he fell asleep first, looking at his slightly undulating chest, Pei Qingcheng also had some nasal congestion.

In the past, she couldn't relieve Ye's tiredness. She thought he was a devil.

However, since he was by his side, Ye was better to her than anyone else.

No matter how Pei Qingcheng hurt him and treat him coldly, he comforts her with his sincerity.

How can she make ye tired love her so much.

Sometimes, she can't understand.

More often, it's evasion.

Her hand involuntarily climbed up to his forehead and caressed his bright and full forehead.

Ye tired is the best looking man she has ever seen, but he is also the most contradictory man.

There were two people in his eyes.

When I look at her, I look like a white horse.

But when looking at the enemy, he is a giant dragon, only the aura can frighten the enemy to death.

The sofa should be very uncomfortable, and his long legs seem to have no place.

"Ye is tired. Let's go to bed." Pei Qingcheng put his arm on his shoulder and tried to help him up, but he was trapped in his arms.

Being held by him for so many times, this time I feel different.

It's warm, safe and heartbroken.

She leaned quietly against his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

She was about to move when she felt the cool overhead, as if some liquid was dripping between her hair.

Before she could react for a while, she suddenly heard Ye's voice that he was tired, deep and hoarse, which was easy to calm her mind: "I've never been so afraid of this evening."Pei Qingcheng's heart suddenly tightened, and she suddenly reflected what the two drops of liquid were just now.

It's Ye's tired tears.

Ye is tired and cries.

Pei Qingcheng once thought his heart was dead and broken. She burned it with her own hands on the day Yin Han was cremated.

However, at this moment, she felt the heartache.

She made this powerful man cry.

She doesn't dare to look at Ye's tired tears. She is afraid that her heart will break when she sees his eyes.

The only thing she can do is to cuddle up with Ye tired tightly and hug each other to keep warm in the night when the heavy rain just stopped.

They sleep on the sofa all night. No matter how soft and comfortable the sofa is, it can't hide Ye's tired legs.

When Pei Qingcheng wakes up, he curls up his long legs and leaves a large part of the sofa for her to sleep in.

She wakes up, and ye wakes up tired.

The first thing he did was to reach out to her forehead. He didn't have a fever. He didn't have a fever after so long in the rain. It was a miracle.

"Awake?" Ye's tired chin is gently against her forehead. He doesn't shave. There are green Stubbles on his chin, which pricks her forehead.

"Well." She moved a little, found that she had been sleeping on his arm, and quickly struggled out of his arms.

She sat up, but ye was still lying on the sofa.

She looked at him puzzled: "do you want to sleep for a while?"

He had a slight smile on his lips.

He never knew that Lin was so sunny when he laughed. Pei Qingcheng found that the sun was shining through the curtain.

She got up and went to the window to open the curtain. When she looked back, she found that ye was still lying on the sofa. Suddenly, her heart moved. Lin was numb by her arm and could not move now.

He quickly ran to squat down, took his hand and dragged him from the sofa, with some angry tone: "arm numb, why didn't you say it earlier?"

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