C7

It's time to apply the ointment! " Qi Miao's voice slightly trembled, but also became a lot softer.

Putting the ice aside, whether she had enough time to apply it or not, she just wanted to get out of his arms as soon as possible. Otherwise, she was afraid she would lose control.

Panicking, she dropped the ice bag to the floor.

He quickly bent down to pick it up, but when he stood up, his face, or more accurately, his nose touched a place that he shouldn't have.

In just an instant of contact, Qi Miao was so embarrassed that she could not show her face.

He lowered his head, took out the medicinal oil, and shakily held a few drops of it in his hand as he gently stroked Ye Dongmo's slightly swollen and red wound with his palm.

"Hiss!" Ye Dongmo uttered in an inaudible voice, and the red-faced Qi Miao immediately raised her hand, "Does it hurt? Did I use too much strength? "

Ye Dongmo pulled her hand, and pressed it against his abdomen, "It's here, swelling, it's painful! Dr Qi, help me treat it too! "

Qi Miao was not a three year old child, how could she not know what he meant?

However, this sort of scolding was very similar to a couple who were having a small fight.

Ye Dongmo's mouth curved up, and revealed a meaningful smile, "What's the use of having a face?"

Saying that, she stood up, and stood very close to Qi Miao, she lowered her head and looked at the little lady who was pursing her lips, still angry.

He was 1.84 meters tall and Qi Miao was barely 1.66 meters. With a height difference of over 20 centimeters, it was the best distance to kiss.

Before Qi Miao could react, he had already held her small face, and her warm lips were wrapped around her lips.

Qi Miao waved his hands without anywhere else to place them, as she emitted out a faint moan of protest.

Only, his kiss had an unstoppable charm to her.

It was a long-awaited kiss, one that had appeared many times in her dreams.

And at this moment, it was as if it was real.

As her slightly cold tongue made its way between her lips, she gradually forgot what year it was. She raised her hand that was covered with medicinal oil, helplessly and passively accepting it.

He almost lost himself in his tender kiss.

However, Qi Miao didn't completely lose herself in the process, and thus quickly realized that such an action wasn't appropriate.

His body was struggling as he used his tongue to push out the invading tongue.

"No way! "We can't do this." His voice was pleading.

"Why not?" Ye Dongmo ridiculed.

"I, I," she pursed her lips, lowering her head, "I am a married woman, please respect me, Boss Ye!"

"Call me Brother Dong, I like hearing you call me Brother Dong!"

"You are the boss, of course I have to call you Boss Ye!"

Qi Miao did her best to control her heart that was already throbbing endlessly. She tried her best to make his tone sound cold, but it was difficult to keep it from trembling.

"Ha!" Ye Dongmo sneered, "Why do I feel like you enjoy the time I kiss you?"

Hearing his words, Qi Miao felt so ashamed that she lost all face. Indeed, her performance just now exposed her true emotions.

He raised his eyebrows in frustration and pursed his lips, not saying a word. He took a piece of gauze from the medicine box and wiped off the oil on his hand.

Ye Dongmo looked at Qi Miao as if he was watching a good show, with a face full of ridicule.

"I remember you sending me a short message saying that you would like me for the rest of my life. It's only been a few years and I've already forgotten about it?"

Even though his voice was soft, it carried a hint of complaint.

Qi Miao's heart spasmed, as if an invisible hand had fiercely grabbed onto him.

She didn't forget, she never forgot!

If it wasn't for the fact that she still liked it, she wouldn't have allowed that kiss to happen no matter what.

But right now, things had already changed. She could only say, against her will,

"At that time, I was too young and I didn't know what true love was!"

"No, Qi Miao, you understand. Furthermore, you still like me!" Ye Dongmo firmly interrupted her, mercilessly exposing her disguise.

"You marrying Yun Peng is something that you had no choice. Qi Ji escaped and went missing. There is no other girl in the Qi Family, so you can only marry his!"

Sensing her emotional fluctuations, Ye Dongmo softened his voice.

"Miaomiao, when I left without saying goodbye all those years ago, and confessed to you, the reason for my silence was all because of the difficulties that I had to endure!"

"I regret that I didn't give you any reply that year. Now that I'm back, don't mind if you get married and come with me, okay? "

When he made this request again, Qi Miao's heart was beating wildly, and not only her heart, even his hands were trembling.

Did his words mean that he liked her back then as well? It was only because he was troubled by her words. If he promised her, they wouldn't be able to help each other. If he didn't agree, and couldn't face his own inner thoughts, he could only remain silent?

If she followed him, she would be able to escape from the bird cage made of golden silk.

But, no!

If she left, what would happen to the Qi's? What would happen to the first aunt that had raised her?

What about the father who had become a vegetable in the suburban sanatorium?

If she could have left, she wouldn't have agreed to marry him.

It was too late to say anything now. Furthermore, she felt that Ye Dongmo's words were ice-cold.

He didn't let her go with him because he loved her!

What could that be?

Could it be that he had a grudge with the Yun's regarding the acquisition of the Tianhai Building? Was he taking revenge on purpose?

Yun Peng would never tell her about the things that happened in the company, but he would never tell her on the phone. Qi Miao knew that on the matter of Sky Sea's purchase, Yun's had used a lot of evil methods to attack its competitors.

After a brief moment of hesitation, her delicate eyebrows raised as she resolutely said something against her will.

"I definitely won't do something like cheating during a marriage!"

No matter what Yun Peng did to her, no matter whether he truly regretted it or not, she, Qi Miao, could not do something that surpassed her moral conscience.

He didn't dare to do it!

He picked up the down jacket by his side and rushed out the door. He had forgotten to bring the medical kit that he always carried with him.

There were only a few people on the street, and the north wind was blowing.

Qi Miao's heart was in a mess, she rented a taxi and went straight to the sanatorium in the outskirts of the city.

He didn't notice the black Maybach following behind the taxi.

Ye Dongmo who was in the carriage coldly stared at the taxi in front of him, his face expressionless.

When she was helpless, the person Qi Miao wanted to see the most was his father, the man who had always held her in his hands as a treasure.

Right now, he could not speak, but as long as he was there, even if she was lying quietly down, Qi Miao felt that she could rely on it the most.

Qi Miao sat in a daze beside her father's sickbed, thinking back to many times when she was young.

At that time, the mischievous her gave her father a nickname, "Qi Dingdang!"

Because Dad would come back every day, no matter how late, and take things out of his bag,

"Miaomiao, come over here and see what daddy bought for you."

If it wasn't snacks for her, then it was toys. Sometimes it was braided hairpins.

Even if Qi Miao fell asleep, her father would still place the things beside the pillow for her, and she would see it the moment she woke up.

The cell phone in her pocket kept vibrating. She didn't want to bother with it. He just sat by the bedside quietly, looking at his sleeping father.