After getting into trouble with a wealthy family, the scheming uncle forced him to get married step

Chapter 188

Zhuo Yijing raised his eyes and stared at her, seeing her looking at him like an angry little lion, with reproach and distress in her eyes.

Zhuo Yi's eyes darkened, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and he was in an inexplicably good mood.

"This little injury is not life-threatening. You can lie down wherever you want. Even if you do it now? It won't affect your love. It won't affect any position."

Sangzhi: "..."

Sang Zhi wanted to find a towel to plug his mouth.

She looked at him angrily, "You... this person! How long have you been, and you are still joking."

Sangzhi choked, tears shining in his eyes.

"...Why are you crying? I'm not dead. Zhuo Ziyue lied to you. It's not that serious."

"..."

Sangzhi's shoulders twitched and she sniffed.

Zhuo Yijin frowned slightly, sighed softly, pulled Sang Zhi back into his arms, and let her sit astride him again.

"I really want to die that day, you have to cry more sadly than this."

Zhuo Yijing sneered, his rough fingertips gently rubbing the corners of her eyes.

Sang Zhi didn't want to talk to him anymore.

"You...you, why are you still cursing yourself?"

Sang Zhi gritted his teeth and stared at him angrily.

"..."

Zhuo Yijing smiled, his eyes darkened, "Birth, aging, illness and death are normal, Sang Zhi, if I die one day, remember to cry harder."

It is estimated that it will be difficult for him to wait for that day.

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes in admiration, his eyes dark and dark.

"I won't listen to you."

Sang Zhi stared at him, then suddenly lowered her head and bit him hard on the shoulder.

"……Um."

Zhuo Yijin groaned and frowned.

"The teeth are so good."

He sneered, stretched out his hand and pinched her round and perky buttocks.

"You are not allowed to say the word "die" again..."

Sang Zhi's lips left his shoulder, she put her arms around his neck and buried her head in his chest.

"Don't say the word death..."

"We all have to live well."

"It took a lot of effort for me... to wait for you."

Sang Zhi put her hand on his shoulder and said through gritted teeth.

"..."

Zhuo Yijin's jaw tightened, he pursed his lips, his eyes dark.

"……it is good."

After a while, his cold and low voice slowly sounded in the silent and empty room.

Sangzhi curled her lips and her eyes were slightly red.

"I'll help you apply the medicine."

Zhuo Yijin responded calmly.

"Did you get beaten a lot in the past..." Sang Zhi frowned and said in a deep voice, gently applying the medicine to him.

While applying the medicine, blow on the wound.

Zhuo Yijing found it a little funny.

Suddenly he remembered that when Zhuo Yijing fell down while playing in the yard, he had a wound on his leg. He didn't cry, he just held his leg and breathed in.

Zhuo Yijing raised his eyes and saw Sang Zhi lowering his eyebrows, his eyes gentle and focused.

Because she stood and bent over to apply medicine to herself.

He immediately saw the tooth mark on the left neck again.

Zhuo Yijin's eyebrows moved, and the hand on his side slowly tightened.

Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips and her eyes darkened.

"Did you come here to seduce me on purpose? How can you be so boastful? You're gonna do it for me..."

Shi Geng..

When she was about to finish taking the medicine, Zhuo Yijing suddenly took her wrist and put it close to her ear. His voice was low and hoarse. While she was dazed, he took her down on the bed.

Sang Zhi exclaimed and almost fell on Zhuo Yijing, but fortunately she reacted in time and put her hands on both sides of his body.

However, he was also leaning against Zhuo Yijing in an extremely ambiguous manner.

"fine……"

Sangzhi breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're like this. I just gave you medicine and put a bandage on you..."

Sang Zhi felt something pressing against her body, coughed lightly, said with a blush, and struggled to get up.

How could Zhuo Yijin let her go?

He held her waist with one hand and held her shoulders with the other. He suddenly turned over and pressed her under him. He lowered his head to kiss her without any explanation.

However, Sang Zhi stretched out his hand to block them in front of them.

"No, you are injured. I am injured too... Your injury is more serious. What if the wound opens and bleeds again."

Sangzhi frowned and said in a deep voice.

As he spoke, he pushed the man's shoulders and moved back consciously.

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes, seeing that she was about to "escape", he reached out and grabbed her legs with both hands, brought her to him, and moved her closer to him.

"If the wound breaks, then..."

Zhuo Yi's expression remained unchanged. He suddenly lowered his head, leaned into her ear, and said a few words.

When Sang Zhi heard his words, the corners of her mouth twitched sharply.

The face lay even more.

It was so red that it was about to bleed.

bath.

blood.

excited.

war.

"...You really don't want your life and shame." Sang Zhi said angrily and glared at him fiercely.

"Death under the peony flower, it is also romantic to be a ghost."

Zhuo Yi's expression remained unchanged, and she suddenly leaned forward. When his lips were about to touch her cheek, he took Sang Zhi's hand with one hand and placed it on his waist.

Zhuo Yijin half-squinted his eyes, which were as dark as ink. He stared at the sangzhi beside him, his eyes full of lust.

Zhuo Yijin's thin lips moved slightly, and his voice was deep, hoarse and magnetic.

"Help me take off my belt."

After finishing her words, she lowered her head and took Sang Zhi's delicate lips into her mouth.

His kiss was menacing.

Sang Zhi responded emotionally to Zhuo Yijing.

"what!"

Suddenly, Sang Zhi exclaimed and bit Zhuo Yijing subconsciously.

Zhuo Yijing frowned and left her lips.

He felt the taste of blood on his lips and teeth.

But his lips and tongue were not bitten by the mulberry branches.

Zhuo Yijing frowned and looked down to see Sang Zhi subconsciously covering his mouth, "What's wrong with your mouth? Is it hurt?"

Zhuo Yijing asked with a frown.

Sangzhi was a little embarrassed.

She had... tongue pain, and she almost couldn't speak today, so she went to a pharmacy near her home to buy medicine.

Who knew that when Zhuo Yi kissed her just now... it was so intense.

Her tongue was bleeding again.

Sangzhi pulled his lips and smiled stiffly.

"You just...your teeth touched me..."

"Why is your mouth hurt?"

Zhuo Yijing frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"Did you bleed when I touched you?"

He frowned, his eyes darkened with inquiry and questioning.

"...It's okay now. We just bumped into each other... Let's continue, continue." Sang Zhi smiled, almost crying but without tears.

She raised her head to kiss him.

But Zhuo Yijing avoided it.

Zhuo Yijing reached out and grabbed her chin, his face gloomy.

"How did your mouth get hurt? Xie Fengyi hurt it last night?"

He frowned and said in a deep voice.

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment and whispered, "Don't get me wrong, he didn't touch me..."

"That's not what I meant." Zhuo Yijing stared at her with cold eyes.

Sang Zhi was stunned and looked at him in confusion.

Didn't he think Xie Fengyi touched her last night?

"Did Xie Fengyi injure you yourself... huh?"

Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips, the anger in her eyes getting stronger and stronger.

His eyes were cold and his eyebrows were getting tighter and tighter.

"Sangzhi, tell the truth."

Sang Zhi frowned slightly: "I'm really fine, just now..."

Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips and suddenly stepped away from her.

"Now, let's talk about what happened last night. Apart from your hand being injured, apart from being bitten on your neck...what else."

"I know Xie Fengyi very well. If he really wants to do something... he won't give up."

"You say it yourself, or should I go to the hospital and ask Xie Fengyi now."

"Ok?"

Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips, and her voice became a little colder.