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Han Tianning looked at him in panic.

No... She didn't want to do it again. She was still awake …

This time, it wasn't that gentle. Song Haojun's anger controlled his actions, so he didn't show any mercy, and his strength was terrifying.

Han Tianning obviously didn't want to accept it like that. She was doing her best to resist when suddenly, with a plop, she fell off the bed.

His forehead hit the bedside table and he felt a burning pain …

The struggling sounds and painful groans made the red-eyed Song Haojun realize that he had lost control of himself. He immediately jumped off the bed and grabbed Han Tianning, nervously looking at her forehead.

What happened to him? Why did he lose control like that just now?

He only wanted to vent his anger and depression today.

Teacher Shu Lan was about to get married. Although he appeared to be very popular, he was still very far from real music. Every day, he would be surrounded by gossip and become a moneymaking machine …

He was disappointed in himself, but he had absolutely no intention of hurting her.

"Don't touch me!" The originally loud and clear voice had become weak and weak. Han Tianning held his forehead as blood seeped out from between his fingers.

She had to admit that she was very afraid of the Song Haojun who seemed to have lost his mind.

If she wanted to marry such a person in the future, she didn't want to.

"Let me see the wound?" Using all his strength to control his emotions, Song Haojun asked with a hoarse voice.

Han Tianning sat under the bed, biting his lips and not speaking.

Song Haojun looked at her face up close, trying his best to calm his breathing. After staying still for half a minute, he got up from the bed and rummaged through her bag for a medicine box.

He remembered that every time Han Tianning went out, he would bring a medicine kit with him.

As expected, in her simple walking Han box, she found the ointment to relieve swelling and relieve pain.

Han Tianning was always lying on his bed. He didn't try to escape or close the door. She knew that if she did that, she might anger Song Haojun.

Therefore, she silently looked at the crystal chandelier, her eyes reflecting a bright light.

Song Haojun was also silently applying ointment on her bed. On his originally bright and clean forehead, there was an additional wound. This caused his heart to faintly ache.

However, he was not used to apologizing.

This was the second time she showed an expression that was completely unguarded against him.

No, perhaps her heart was already cold, which was why she allowed him to apply the medicine so indifferently and without shyness.

Song Haojun's fingers were covered in ointment, carefully moving around her wounds.

The pain was accompanied by the peculiar feeling of being touched by a man, transmitted from the surface of his skin to his aching heart.

Han Tianning suppressed his discomfort and let out a low groan.

Song Haojun's fingers trembled, and the guilt and vexation on his handsome face was tinged with a layer of red.

He had always thought that his self-control was perfect, but he hadn't thought that everything would slowly change after meeting Han Tianning.

After applying the medicine, Song Haojun said in a low voice, "Go to sleep, I won't touch you again."

After saying that, he gently pulled up the blanket and walked towards the bathroom.

When Han Tianning heard the sound of the bathroom door closing, he finally closed his eyes. He looked like an extremely tired person and didn't even want to talk. He only wanted to have a good night's sleep. After waking up, he was pleasantly surprised to discover that all of this was just a dream.

After showering and changing into his pajamas, Song Haojun looked at the assistant on the bed with a complicated expression.

He really didn't do it on purpose, he just hated being rejected …

Why refuse to be his wife? Perhaps, in the future, she would feel very happy with herself.

As for himself, he would always marry. Compared to marrying other women, he would rather marry someone like Han Tianning.

At least it was clean and fragrant, and people would be willing to carry it.

Marriage was different from love. Perhaps after marriage, he would try to love someone.

However, she didn't even give herself such an opportunity!

What was this? Was he begging a woman to give him some love?

Anger suddenly welled up in his heart. Song Haojun knelt down on the edge of the bed and pulled back the blanket.

The piercing scar on her forehead suddenly appeared in his line of sight, causing him to unconsciously loosen his grip on the blanket.

She was still peacefully sleeping, as if nothing had happened. Only when she looked carefully could she see the curve of her lips, which was a bit stubborn and gentle.

Song Haojun took a deep breath, and also went to bed, but only lay by her side, motionless, looking at the ceiling.

The hand under the blanket slowly gripped her slender, slightly cold fingers. He had always been a person who kept his word. No matter what, he would marry her.

Even if it had nothing to do with love.

If he hadn't opened his eyes and seen an enlarged handsome face, Han Tianning would have thought that yesterday had been nothing more than a nightmare.

She blankly looked at Song Haojun's sleeping face, but before she even moved, her body was already in pain, as if it was being torn into pieces.

And her left hand was held tightly by Song Haojun.

He did not hurt her again, but only slept quietly beside her. His tall and straight nose was just a few centimeters away from his ear. If he tilted his head slightly, he would be able to touch his beautifully shaped lips.

Han Tianning didn't dare move, but his body became somewhat stiff and uneasy.

She really didn't understand what a man wanted, nor why he was so fickle.

Last night, the devil-like Song Haojun and the serene Angel like Song Haojun had a huge contrast, causing Han Tianning to be unable to adapt for a moment.

God is not fair to have such a beautiful face to offset most of what he has done!

"Don't move!" Han Tianning wanted to gently withdraw his hand when he heard a warning.

Her face was stiff, and she did not move.

Song Haojun slowly opened his eyes and looked at the depressed expression on his assistant's face. Suddenly, he revealed a smile, just like the morning sun, "Let me take a look at your wound."

Han Tianning turned around and closed his eyes. He knew he couldn't refuse, otherwise he would be violently suppressed.

However, if this man kept using such a gentle and caring tone to talk to her, she wouldn't be able to refuse any of his requests.

With a godlike face and the personality of an angel, there really was no woman in this world who could reject him.

No one knew what Han Tianning was thinking, but Song Haojun looked at her forehead and took a deep breath.

The wound was no longer bleeding, but it had turned green. On the snow-white skin, it was even more terrifying.

"Does it still hurt?" Song Haojun took the ointment from beside the bed, half-knelt on the bed, and began to apply medicine on her.

"I can do it myself." Han Tianning said as his finger touched his forehead, causing it to tremble slightly.

"Last night …" I'm not in a good mood. " Song Haojun stubbornly continued to apply medicine on her, silently refusing her request, "But, I still hope that we can obtain the certificate as soon as possible."

He didn't like to apologize. He liked to say the most practical things.

"Don't say no to me, we have no choice now." Seeing her silence, Song Haojun emphasized.

Han Tianning turned his head to look at a corner of the ceiling, remaining silent.

"You should know about the entertainment industry. I don't want to... And let you... and me. There's negative news. " Song Haojun said with difficulty.

He did not want to make his feelings too clear. Towards this woman who always refused him, he also had his own pride.

He didn't want her to be affected by the gossip, didn't want her to frown every day in front of him, didn't want her to give up her best years to work and miss the marriage …

"I know." Han Tianning's expression didn't change in the slightest when he heard that voice that was as calm as warm water. He only moved his lips.

A look of joy flashed in Song Haojun's eyes.

"Then about the marriage …"

"I have three requirements. If you can fulfill them, you can go and get your certificate today." Han Tianning's eyelashes fluttered as he looked at the handsome man sitting on the bed beside him.

Song Haojun raised his eyebrows, it was clear that he didn't like other people's conditions.

But, for the sake of her injury, he resisted. "Speak."

"First, give them space. Don't interfere in each other's lives. Respect each other's decisions." Han Tianning clearly didn't have any confidence or joy in such a marriage. She only felt herself wrapped in a net, unable to struggle out even though the sky was blue and the clouds were white.

The space between Song Haojun's eyebrows slightly creased.

"Second, please do not have any personal feelings when it comes to work." Han Tianning continued.

The pinching between Song Haojun's eyebrows became even more intense.

"Third, that … "That kind of thing …" Han Tianning's face turned slightly red as he gritted his teeth and said, "For matters between husband and wife, I hope you can respect my feelings and not force me …"

"So you're saying that even though you've registered, you don't intend to fulfill your duties as husband and wife?" Interrupting her words, Song Haojun's voice dropped dangerously.

"At the very least, we should respect each other, right? Otherwise, marriage on paper... "

"Do you know that you didn't have a bargaining chip with me?" As the sound grew colder and colder, Song Haojun threw the ointment to the side and said.

Han Tianning bit his lower lip and fell silent.

Indeed, if he had not "respected" her just now, he would not have given her the chance to speak out these three conditions.

However, this tiny bit of respect was different from the trust she wanted from him.

Song Haojun got off the bed, threw her clothes on the bed, and walked out without saying a word.