Sheng Qianmo lowered his head and looked at her hand touching his scar. The little girl's hand was especially white, tender and clean, and her nails were glowing with a pink sheen, which was in sharp contrast with the scar on his chest.
He stretched out his hand to hold her slowly and said softly: "The injury I suffered in Seoul."
But Sheng Qianmo didn't talk about the specific process of the injury. He was afraid that Shu Nuan would feel distressed. After all, he didn't want Shu Nuan to know about the dismal scene four years ago in his life.
He couldn't bear to worry about Nuan for him.
Shu Nuan buried herself into his naked and broad chest and hugged him with some sobs. She used to always wonder if Sheng Qianmo didn't tell her what he had experienced in the past four years because he didn't want her to know anything. Now she Understand, the price of returning from Nirvana is to be covered with scars.
People have always known heroes, but they never know what price they will pay to be a hero.
No one has ever known that behind the invincibility are scars that never want to be seen.
Her Uncle Sheng was so good that she could never let anyone hurt her Uncle Sheng.
Shu Nuan hugged Sheng Qianmo's waist, lowered her head, and kissed his scar carefully.
The moment her soft lips touched her chest, Sheng Qianmo's throat tightened and her voice became hoarse, "Bao, don't do this..."
Shu Nuan raised her head from his arms with tearful eyes, and her voice was soft and watery: "Don't you like it?"
Ren'er's voice was very light and sweet, and she still looked at him with such charming eyes.
Sheng Qianmo's dark pupils suddenly shrank and hardened all of a sudden.
He... likes it so much.
The air is filled with a charming smell.
The red candle flickered brightly, and the curtain hanging beside the bed moved violently.
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Shu Nuan was tortured until midnight, and the person on her body still refused to let her go. He had just coaxed her once, but now he kissed her lips again and coaxed her to ask for it: "Bao, give it to me again." OK?"
Shu Nuan was bullied so much by him that time, her eyes were soaked with mist, but she still agreed to him in the end.
But in the end, it was just once. It was not until the sky gradually dawned that Sheng Qianmo finally let her go...
Shu Nuan fainted and woke up again, thinking with tears in his eyes, where did this old bastard get such great energy? He didn't stop all night long...
When she finally passed out, Shu Nuan swore in tears that she would never say anything like Sheng Qianmo would do, and she would obey him no matter what he wanted. That guy was simply a beast in bed...
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Shu Nuan slept until noon on the second day before waking up. When she woke up, it was Qingzhi who was guarding her by the bed, and Qingzhi looked at her with such serious eyes that she almost lost count. Nuan was shocked.
"Qingzhi, why are you here?"
As soon as Shu Nuan opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was hoarse. Thinking of the madness last night, Shu Nuan still blushed slightly.
Qingzhi still looked at her seriously, her clear black eyes unblinking, and she spoke with a clear voice: "Dad asked me to take care of Shu Nuan."
After hearing this, Shu Nuan burst out laughing. He sniffed and sat up from the bed. His whole body was still sore and his back hurt, but Shu Nuan still managed to endure the discomfort. He took Qing Zhi's hand and hugged Qing Zhi to his side. , touched the little guy's head, "What about your dad?"
This matter was a bit complicated for Qingzhi. Qingzhi expressed his words awkwardly for a while before Shu Nuan understood what the little guy said.
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