She was really cruel and merciless. She just wanted to vent all her resentment and didn't think about anything else.
"hiss-"
Jing Rong took a breath and lifted her up by the back of her neck. Seeing that she still dared to flap her teeth and claws, Jing Rong's eyes darkened slightly, and he pinched her chin hard to prevent her from closing her mouth.
"Are you brave?"
There was a burning pain in her neck, Jing Rong sneered, put his finger into her mouth, and said coolly. "Try another bite?"
How dare Dong Ci bite...
The tooth mark on his neck was covered with blood, and he knew how painful her bite was. Most of the anger in Dong Ci's heart dissipated, and what followed was fear.
"Why, don't bite anymore?" Seeing that Dong Ci didn't dare to bite, Jing Rong became more aggressive. His slender fingertips kept stirring in her mouth, and he even went too far to entangle her soft tongue.
There was a hint of evil in his eyes, he stretched out his tongue and licked his thin lips, leaned towards her and spoke softly. "Xiao Ci, lick my fingertips with your little tongue."
Shameless!
The upper and lower jaws could not be closed for a long time, and the tip of Dong Ci's tongue would always be entangled with his fingertips no matter how he avoided it. Seeing that she didn't cooperate, Jing Rong stretched out another finger and pinched her soft tongue with two fingers, making her unable to avoid it.
"Where else do you want to hide?"
Jing Rong seemed to be laughing at her overestimation, he came closer to hold her in his arms, and whispered in her ear every word. "Xiao Ci, lick it quickly, I'm teaching you..."
What to teach her
There was a little mist in Dong Ci's eyes. Seeing his reluctance, the fire in her heart rose again. She tried to move her jaw hard and was about to bite his finger...
"Um?"
As soon as her teeth touched his fingers, Jing Rong looked at her with squinted eyes and a half-smile. Dong Ci's heart trembled, and she raised her eyes to meet his cold and indifferent gaze, but she didn't dare to speak anyway.
"Well-"
As if to punish her, Jing Rong put some force on her fingers in her mouth, and Dong Ci whimpered in pain, with tears in her eyes.
"I'll deal with you next time."
Not seeing her pitiful look, Jing Rong felt weak and took his hand out of her mouth, pressed her head and kissed her hard.
"Get up and clean yourself up quickly. After dinner, I will take you to see your mother."
“…”
Even if Dong Ci deliberately forgets what happened last night, the pain in her body reminds her of what happened last night all the time.
Dong Ci stood in front of the mirror and looked at the bright marks on her skin. She bit her lip and rubbed it vigorously. More and more tears accumulated in her eyes, but she closed her eyes hard when they were about to fall.
Can't cry...
Dong Ci took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the tumbling emotions in his heart. Remembering that her loving mother was still waiting for her in the hospital, Dong Ci clenched her fists. She had to get through it with strength!
After eating, Dong Ci's body recovered some strength, but she still felt uncomfortable.
After Jing Rong noticed her abnormality, he stood up and carried her into the car, taking her directly into his arms. He lowered his eyes and asked her. "Still hurts?"
Dong Ci's eyelashes trembled, and she pursed her lips stubbornly without even looking at him, not prepared to pay attention to him.
"Good boy, don't be angry. I will be gentler next time."
“…”
The car arrived all the way to the hospital. When Jing Rong wanted to carry her into the hospital, Dong Ci refused.
"I can leave by myself."
Dong Ci stubbornly pushed him away and got out of the car. However, as soon as her feet hit the ground, her body went limp and she fell forward. Fortunately, Jing Rong hugged her from behind, saving her from falling.
"I don't want you to hold me, I can leave by myself!"
When Jing Rong tried to pick her up again, Dong Ci held on to his arm and refused to let go. Seeing his slightly cold expression, Dong Ci lowered his head and spoke in a soft voice. "There are too many people in the hospital, and I don't want to attract too much attention."
"I can walk, I just need to walk slower."
In fact, the most important thing is that Dong Ci is still afraid that his loving mother will see it.
In fact, loving mother was still lying in the ward without waking up. Dong Ci lay outside the window and stared for a long time. Just as he was about to open the door and go in, he was stopped by a doctor.
"Are you Ms. Song's daughter?"
Qin Qing gave her a friendly smile and said, "Can you come with me? There are some things I want to tell you in person."
Dong Ci's heart trembled, and he followed Qin Qing into the office, feeling a bad premonition coming over him. "Did something happen to my mother?"
"Have you never noticed that Ms. Song suffers from depression?"
Qin Qing sat behind her desk, flipping through Ci Ma's medical records, and said calmly. "Her depression is very severe, and coupled with the excessive sadness these days, the situation is a bit bad."
"how so?"
Dong Ci opened her eyes wide. She recalled her mother's recent behavior. Except for some abnormalities in the past few days, everything else was normal.
"Ms. Song has been overworked and is extremely weak. Coupled with depression, I suggest you admit her to hospital for treatment."
'Sorry, Mr. Dong was seriously injured and stopped breathing on the way to treatment. Please forgive him. '
Qin Qing's emotionless voice couldn't help but remind Dong Ci of the scene when Ci's father passed away. When she and Ci's mother hurried to the hospital, they saw Ci's father lying motionless on the hospital bed, covered with dazzling eyes. The white cloth was covered with a faint trace of blood.
The hospital at that time was cold, the ward was cold, Ci's father's body was cold, and even the doctor repeated his departure coldly, leaving a deep shadow on Dong Ci.
"Will my mother get better?" Dong Ci's voice trembled.
"I can only say that it can be treated." Qin Qing stared at the little girl with red eyes in front of her, sighed, opened her mouth to comfort her, but fell silent in the end.
In fact, many times, a patient with depression is likely to live in a state between "getting better" and "cured" for a long time. Whether patients with depression can be cured requires not only the treatment and guidance of doctors, but also the cooperation of the patients themselves.
Song Qingmei's depression has become too severe. Now she has been immersed in her own emotions for a long time and is moody. If she continues like this, she may have a tendency to commit suicide.
"If you agree with my suggestion just now, follow me to go through the hospitalization procedures now."
“…”
The hospital where Jing Rong sent Ci Ma was a well-known hospital in the city and had great achievements in treating depression. Dong Ci wanted to give her loving mother the best ward, the best doctors and nurses, but she had no money and could not pay for these expenses.
"I can help you, but from today on you have to move in with me."
"I can send her to the VIP ward, match her with the best doctor, and even find the most professional nurse to take care of her..."
"But Xiaoci, are you willing?"
Will she
Dong Ci smiled mockingly, did she have any choice
Dong Ci stared blankly at Ci's mother sleeping in the ward, and suddenly remembered what Jing Rong had told her countless times before, "Xiao Ci, you will beg me."
She thought it was ridiculous at the time, but she didn't expect that time had changed, and now she not only asked for Jing Rong, but she would even rely on him to live her life in the future.
"I do."
Everything started to change last night.
Dong Ci knew that she could never turn back on this road.
…
The college entrance examination was getting closer, and Dong Ci hurried to class after a day of rest.
"Xiao Ci, after you follow me, you don't have to work so hard." When Dong Ci was leaving with his textbooks, Jing Rong walked downstairs wearing house clothes and said with a smile. "Even if you don't go to college, I can still support you."
'unnecessary. '
Dong Ci really wanted to respond to him by saying this coldly to him, but now she no longer has the confidence.
Now she is the least qualified to say this.
She now owed him more than two million, and all the expenses for Ci Ma's stay in the hospital were now paid by him. Dong Ci bit her lip and did not answer.
Now she just hopes that she will be admitted to that university as soon as possible, and when she fulfills her father's wish and enters social work, she will pay back the debt she owes to Jing Rong in full no matter what.
"Do you want to get into F University?"
Jing Rong thought for a moment and tapped the railing with his fingertips as if he was planning something. "If I remember correctly, Toki Ze's university is right next door to you."
"I didn't take the exam to F University just for Toki Ze..."
Jing Rong raised his eyes and smiled, turning his head slightly to look at her. "Did I say that you went to F University for Toki Ze?"
Dong Ci's face turned pale, and when she faced his dark eyes, she instantly had a bad feeling. "Jing Rong, I beg you, don't interfere with my F major exam, okay?"
Jing Rong curled his lips but said nothing.
She must be admitted to F University, she must be admitted to F University, Jing Rong must not come to destroy...
Dong Ci bit her lip and approached him, mustered up the courage to stand on tiptoes and hugged his neck, raised her head and kissed his thin lips, whispering. "Please, I must enter F University."
The path she once imagined has been shattered too much. Now she doesn't think about anything and doesn't dare to ask for anything. She just hopes that she can enter F University smoothly, or that her mother's depression can be improved.
Her initiative made Jingrong's eyes darken, and the sweet fragrance of her body was on the tip of his nose. Jing Rong lowered his eyes and held her tightly, breathing hotly on her neck.
"Give me a reason why I can't refuse you."
He was kissing her earlobe. Dong Ci shrank but didn't move away. She just grabbed his shirt nervously, and even her breathing became cautious.
After that night, whenever Jing Rong came near her, her whole body would tense up and her heartbeat would speed up.
"My father graduated from that school."
"Is it that simple?" Jing Rong smiled deeply and rubbed her earlobe with the tips of his teeth as if punishing.
Obviously, this reason did not satisfy him.
"My dad studied fashion design. His lifelong dream is to open his own studio to make the clothes he likes. He wants his work to be recognized by everyone..." Dong Ci paused and felt the original arms around her waist. Jian's hands began to be dishonest, and he couldn't help but press his arm. "Jingrong, are you listening to me?"
"Um."
Jing Rong answered nonchalantly, initially he was only half-hugging her, but as she finished speaking, he simply locked her firmly in his arms.
He didn't listen carefully at all, he was just focusing on the movements of his hands!
"Xiao Ci, your reason doesn't convince me."
After such a long time, Dong Ci's short hair has grown a lot. Jing Rong stroked her soft hair and smiled slightly, with a hint of coaxing in his tone. "You are so smart, you should know what I want to hear."
There was a flash of struggle in Dong Ci's eyes, her thin lips were slightly opened as if she was trembling a little, and her hands holding his clothes couldn't help but increase their strength.
"As long as, as long as you don't interfere with my entrance into F University, I will listen to you in everything."
"Including my control over your future?"
Dong Ci's breath was suffocated, as if she was suppressing something. After a while, she nodded and said with difficulty. "include."
“…”