Pain...Sounding

It turned out that the one I was scalded at first was not the most painful, it was in the back.

It was like a slowly burning flame, burning on the surface of the skin, even if it got up and rinsed it with cold water, wrapping it with a wet towel, it didn't work. It was so hot that even the five fingers curled up gently. When it touched the clothes, it felt like it was rubbing sand. The tiny nerve endings were pulled, causing the position of her temples to jump.

I feel dizzy, my nose tip is red, and the cold seems to be getting worse.

Through a door, Hosran could vaguely hear the tiny man in the restaurant outside getting up, tiptoed around the food that was splashed all over the floor, took a broom and dustpan to clean the ground, and threw the tablecloth into the basket. After mopping the floor, he was sweating all over. Then the sound of water came from the bathroom. It was her washing concubine.

He sat coldly on the bed, and the lights in the corridor outside shone on his cold and handsome eyebrows, obviously not relieving his anger. However, he was pulled by the wound that had just burned her hands, and couldn't help but lift his ears and listen to her every move.

A series of footsteps came from the living room, and then the wooden door inside opened, the iron lock sounded, and the safe door also opened.

Huo Siran's eyebrows jumped heavily! His face suddenly turned blue and majestic!

--Walk?

——When you leave just after the fight?

She still couldn't wait for a moment, and couldn't wait to leave, right?

"Swish!" He got up with a sound, and Huo Siran's tall and upright figure walked over and opened it with great strides. As he walked to the living room, he saw that her slender figure was almost sinking into the darkness of the corridor outside, leaving only a small touch. A trace of bloodthirsty scarlet flashed in his eyes. He suddenly threw the door vigorously, pulled her wrist and pulled her back against the cold wall, and roared in a low voice: "Who is going to leave like this!"

She was dragged to the point of staggering, and her small figure curled up against the wall. The force was too strong and strong, so she almost dislocated. Her water eyes stared at him incredibly.

The black hair was scattered softly on her shoulders and backs, and in her other hand, she was holding a large plastic bag full of garbage.

It seemed that in a moment, she understood what he meant. Obviously, he was too.

The sourness surged up, causing her eyes to feel a little wet. She clenched the plastic bag with her little hands, but she was forced to speak softly, "I just go out and throw away the garbage..."

Hosran's eyes were scarlet and he looked at her in shock with one arm against the wall. The emotions in his deep eyes were surging.

Afraid that she would be unable to control her eyes when she looked at him again, her slender eyelashes drooped, so she opened the door again, tied the bag of garbage at the entrance of the corridor, and the apartment cleaning staff would regularly collect it. When she came in, her hand accidentally touched the iron door, and the ice shrank, she reluctantly pulled the insurance up. When she closed the wooden door inside, there was an arm on her waist. The man behind her took her into her arms, then turned her over, her scarlet eyes narrowed her eyes and hugged her tightly.

So thin.

She was obviously dressed thicker than him, but she was still so thin when she hugged her arms. He leaned down and buried her neck, his arms tightened, and his strong body was trembling slightly.

The tiny man was buried in his warm and broad arms, almost suffocated by the force.

"I'm sorry..." A dull voice came from the neck, buzzing with some trembling. After a long time, Hosran finally raised his red eyes, gently pressed her soft neck with his big palm, his voice as hoarse as fog, "Is it painful for Tongtong...?"

——Not only was her burned hand, but also the ignorant moment of pain just now, did it hurt?

Just two words, she felt a sore heart in her heart. She felt his warm breath pressing down, with infinitely hot guilt and care.

She took a breath and bit her lip and bit her clenched, allowing Jingliang's tears to accumulate and linger in her eyes, but she never fell asleep.

"I didn't mean it...I thought..." The hoarse voice said this, and I couldn't continue.

Hosran pressed against her forehead to calm down, picked her up and walked towards the sofa. During the process, she leaned gently on his shoulder, and her eyes were red without saying a word. Hosran went to get the first aid kit, and only then opened it found that she had moved - when she went to the disaster area - she took away all the medicine she could take. Fortunately, the scald spray was still there and the flood could not be used.

He hugged her and sat on himself, rolled up her sleeves and sprayed the spray bit by bit. The medicine may not be effective, but it can relieve pain quickly. He had accidentally been burned, and it was also very useful.

Her slender eyebrows were frowning, her little head was tilted into his shoulder. He couldn't help but kiss her gently while applying medicine. After a while, he finally slowly relaxed as the pain disappeared.

When the medicine was applied, she still didn't say a word. Hosran's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, nervousness and heartache were with her. She couldn't help but hold her tightly in her arms and wished she could merge with her. Her eyes were scarlet and mute, "If you blame me, just say... it's my fault. You can do whatever you want, okay?"

His posture was already low enough, for fear that it would be difficult to recover it if it would be completely hurt.

He doesn't want it. He doesn't want it.

She was sleepy, curled up in his arms like a kitten and didn't want to answer his questions. She lowered her eyelashes and covered her emotions and said, "I have one more thing to ask you."

Hosran's heart was shaking, and his tone was soft and indulging: "Say."

"The training will be over the day after tomorrow. I will go back to C City with Deputy Director Yao and others. What about you?" She paused, "I know that the Central Military Region cannot live without you. You can't run back to C City if you have nothing to do. What do you want to do in the future? Do you want me to quit my job and go to Kyoto? Or do you want... we two to live in a two-city life for a period of time?"

Living in the two cities is just because of their parents or work. They cannot live together in the same place, so they have to separate and get together for a long time.

Hosran's brow jumped, but she didn't expect that she would say this.

He had thought about this question before, but it was just that the sudden fall in the disaster area disrupted the rhythm and gave up temporarily.

He rubbed her hair with his big palm, and he said in a deep voice: "It's not that I can't change, and I don't have to ask you to go with me. It's urgent. I have to go over and say hello to your mother first, let her accept our affairs slowly, and then listen to her opinions."

After delaying for so long, it is time to make everything public. As for life in the Twin Cities, don't even think about it, he is just.

The slim figure really froze for a while, and then nodded after a while, his voice even more hoarse: "Then when are you going to go to City C?"

There was a light flashing in Hosran's deep eyes, and he said softly: "I have my own arrangements."

The little head in the shoulder hole changed to a point again, gently hugged his neck and said, "I have no problem."

As for Gu Jingsheng, she didn't want to ask again, nor did she dare to ask again, because she seemed to understand these three words, which was really his fucking. She finally calmed down her anger, and she didn't want to incite her anymore. She was so tired today.

The two of them were tired of it on the sofa for a while, and Hosran kept coaxing her to speak softly, but she was really sleepy and had nothing to do with it, and she would never mention the matter of eating. Anyway, she would not die if she didn't mention him, so she would be hungry if she didn't mention him. Neither of them had pierced the window paper, otherwise it would be difficult to protect her from being entangled again.

Seeing that she was gradually unable to open her eyes, Hosran had to kiss her and let her go to take a shower and go to bed.

...

It is rare to sleep in each other at night, but each has his own thoughts and does not talk silently.

Huo Siran knew that she must have a small resentment in her heart, but she just didn't say it, but she couldn't let her stay overnight with resentment. He leaned up and put her under her body, and the delicate and lingering kiss started from her forehead, and fell densely on her face and neck, as gentle and warm as water. The tiny man gradually began to unable to bear it, and his eyelashes trembled, and his eyes were shining brightly in the darkness. He took the opportunity to gently brush her bright red lips and said in a low voice: "Tongtong, do you want to bite me twice?"

If he could relieve her hatred, he would be willing to bite a piece of meat.

Her watery eyes heated up, and she turned her face and refused to look at him.

Huo Siran's eyes were deep, and he bowed his head and lowered his head. His high nose gently wandered on her side face, and his voice was even lower: "Tongtong..."

She was so itchy that she could not bear it, so she turned her face and sneered: "Do you ask others to hit someone like this to relieve your hatred? Do you think this will be as good as before?"

Huo Siran frowned and gently stroked her little face: "I didn't mean it..."

He had a bad temper in the military camp for so many years, but if he knew it would burn him, he would not vent his anger on the tablecloth.

She snorted, ignoring her tears.

Hosran continued to whisper to coax her, and the kiss fell down, so numb that it was about to melt her. Her heart felt sad. Thinking of the words he humiliated her, she really raised her knees and couldn't help but kick him! But he lowered his eyes calmly and did not react at all. She was dissatisfied, and his little hands tightened his shoulders, pounded and bitten. Hosran's eyes were deep, and he held the person in his arms and let her vent. However, his heart felt very comfortable, even with deep emotion and gratitude, and his eyes were slightly wet and hot.

How great this is.

Her willingness to take revenge and vent her hatred means she is willing to forgive. He is not afraid of anything else, even if she still has Gu Jingsheng in her heart, he still has a way to wait for ten or twenty years to uproot this person from her heart. He is afraid that some of the harm was too deep, so deep that she polished the fragile and not deep love for him in her heart, which made him, who had never been afraid of anything, feel terrible the most.
Chapter completed!