Placing her on the edge of the shower room, he took off her crumpled and wet blazer, and threw it into the rattan basket in the corner. Then, he rolled up his sleeves and opened the hose.

Xia Yucheng was obviously a little uncomfortable, and whispered: "Hao, I can do it myself!"

Feng Hao looked at her with a gloomy face, didn't speak, stretched out his hand and began to take off her clothes, seeing that she was about to struggle, he said: "Don't move, I don't want you to hurt, I don't want me to be uncomfortable, just be obedient!"

She pursed her lips and stopped moving.

When she was defenseless and unleashed in front of his eyes like a newborn baby, his eyes narrowed. On her white and delicate skin, there are obviously many pinching marks and scratches, red and purple, and she looks a little hideous and terrifying!

In particular, the tibia of a pair of calves is even more swollen high, blue-purple, and blood-red in the middle.

It's hard to imagine how much effort her own mother has put in, how cruel this must be, willing to leave such shocking scars on such a delicate body!

His breathing changed suddenly, and his breath was as heavy as a beast, and his chest was stuffy with pain.

It's not that I haven't seen anyone hurt, and the injuries on her body are minor compared to those more bloody injuries. But in his heart, it was really hard to accept.

Just because, she was the one who was hurt!

"Mom, she...... The eyes are not good, and she hurt me when she couldn't control it, and it wasn't intentional for her. She couldn't see my injuries, so she didn't know the severity of her actions. OK...... I'm fine!"

He pulled her under the hose, rubbed his brows a little tiredly, and said in a dumb voice, "I'll be careful, it hurts, say it!"

When the warm water rushes to the wound, Xia Yucheng will feel that there are needles pricking in the skin and a fire burning. In front of him, she didn't want to endure it, so she shouted softly: "It hurts ......"

"Soon enough, huh?" his deep voice was very charming and reassuring. He whispered as he slowed down his movements, and when he helped her wash her hair, he was even more cautious, pouring water and sweat all over his body.

After taking a bath, Feng Hao pulled a big towel and wrapped her up, carried her to the side of the bed, and put it down gently.

"Wet hair!" Xia Yucheng was afraid that her wet hair would stain the white sheets, so she rubbed her body and put her head on the edge of the bed, her hair hanging outside the bed, and water droplets fell on the carpet.

Feng Hao covered her with a sheet, went to the bathroom and took out the hair dryer, squatted on the side of the bed, and carefully helped her blow her hair.

The "whining" sound of the hair dryer rang in Xia Yucheng's ears, and the warm wind blew on her hair, making her fall asleep in a drowsy mood.

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Standing downstairs at Xia Yucheng's house, Feng Hao looked at the watch on his wrist, he was a little anxious, afraid that when Xia Yucheng woke up, he would not be by her side.

"My lord, there is someone at home!" Zhu Huan trotted out of the corridor and said respectfully.

Feng Hao bowed his head slightly, and his expression was cold. Without saying a word, he walked past Zhu Huan and walked towards the door of the unit. has a problem about Xia Yucheng, he wants to help her solve it, in a word, he wants her to be happy.

Walking on the old staircase with strict wear and tear, breathing the damp and musty air in the corridor, the closer to Xia Yucheng's home, the more uncomfortable the mood becomes.

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