As the minutes ticked by, the night outside the window gradually turned from black to gray to dawn, until the dawn dawned, and the first rays of morning sunlight gently poured in through the cracks in the curtains.

The man sitting next to the bed remained in the same position without changing, like a sculpture, and did not feel a trace of change. It's just that when the woman's long eyelashes on the bed shook slightly, his body stiffened slightly, and a bright light suddenly burst out from his dark black eyes, and the big hand holding her tightened suddenly.

When the woman's eyelids fluttered slightly, and the traces of the rolling of the eyes could be seen, the man suddenly leaned closer, his handsome face leaned over the woman, moved one hand to her uninjured forehead and gently touched it, and the dry and dull noise called out "baby" in a low voice, and his eyes stared at her tightly.

The voice, which was deeper than before, fell next to her ears and entered Bei Xiaorou's chaotic thoughts, as if her unawakened head suddenly became clear, she slowly lifted her eyelids, blinked lightly twice, and the man's tense and haggard face was reflected in her eyes.

Long eyelashes trembled slightly, she subconsciously stretched out her other hand in the quilt, gently stroked the man's slightly bearded jaw, felt the slight itching into the palm, and then the little hand moved up, to his slightly dark shadow under his eyes, the fingertips were gently caressed, the eyes were slightly distressed, and a little dry soft noise sounded worriedly, "Haven't you rested?" ”

The man closed his eyes slightly, his face slightly sideways, and rubbed his cheek against her soft palm, but did not answer her words.

And Bei Xiaorou remembered everything that happened before she fell unconscious, her little face tightened for a moment, her eyes were full of anxious worry, and she struggled to sit up, and asked in a scorching voice: "...... your injury?"

The man opened his eyes, stopped her movement with his big hand, and then straightened up slightly, one hand through her back, and sat lightly against the head of the bed with his slender body, and the little woman was half-lying on his thick chest, acting as a naturally warm pillow.

The woman leaned on his chest, drooping her eyelids, her eyes were full of anxiety and grabbed his right palm, her eyes fell on the wound that had been carefully bandaged above her right wrist, her eyes were full of distress, her fingers touched it gently, and then immediately bounced away, as if it would hurt him.

Raised his head lightly and turned his head to look at the man behind him, pursed his lips tightly, and frowned, "Does it hurt?" ”

The right palm clenched her small hand in the palm of her hand, and the man dropped a soft kiss in front of her forehead, and a low noise overflowed, "It doesn't hurt." ”

After the words fell, he let go of his big palm, stretched out his hand and moved to the side, picked up the water cup that had been kept warm on the bedside table, approached the little woman's lips, lowered his head, and looked at her with deep black eyes with endless pampering and pity.

After sleeping all night, Bei Xiaorou did feel thirsty, even if she was worried and had something to say, the man put the rim of the cup against her lips, so she had to open her lips first and drink it in a big gulp.

Seeing her like this, the man couldn't help frowning slightly, and the big hand holding the water cup raised slightly, and when the little woman turned her head to look at her suspiciously, her face was serious, but her tone was low, "Drink slowly!" ”

Immediately lowered his hand again and put the water cup to the woman's lips, Bei Xiaorou's heart softened slightly, and she couldn't help but raise her lips slightly, and when she drank the water again, she obediently slowed down.

A glass of water slowly bottomed out, and after Lei Ziqian put the cup back on the bedside, his big hand did not shy away from directly wiping away some water stains from the corners of the woman's lips.

Bei Xiaorou pursed her lips slightly, lowered her eyes slightly, raised her hand to hold his big palm a little shyly, and whispered "I'll come by myself", and was about to remove her hand to wipe it.

Unexpectedly, the man's other hand raised and held her small hand tightly, his black eyes looked at her with a deep look, with boundless doting tenderness, the big palm gently wiped her lips little by little, and the fingertips rubbed lightly against her lips, always carefully avoiding the wounds on her, and his eyes became darker and darker, in strong contrast with the gentle movements of his hands.

Lowering her eyes and feeling the slightest caution overflowing from the man's movements, Bei Xiaorou's heart moved slightly, a gentle and delicate emotion surrounded her, she pursed her lips slightly, and a trace of sweetness slowly oozed from her shy eyes.

After the man wiped her lips, his big hand finally stopped on the bruise at the corner of her lips, and his dark eyes were as dark as frost, full of distress and remorse.

He hung his head suddenly, buried his head tightly in the woman's neck, and his warm breath was accompanied by a heavy breath, and a low, dull and hoarse voice of remorse came to the woman's ears, "I'm sorry! ”

The three words that fell heavily made Bei Xiaorou stunned for a moment, she gently shook her long eyelashes, turned her head slightly to see the man's face, but was surrounded by his hands that were tightly clasped between her shoulders and neck, she pursed her lips, her eyes were full of worry, and she gently called "Ziqian".

In response to her, the man's arms tightened tighter, and the more burning breath in her neck, sprayed heavily on her skin.

The man's abnormal appearance made Bei Xiaorou very worried, and she couldn't see his expression, which made her even more worried, she could feel the self-blame and remorse emanating from him, and her heart was soft and sore.

The small hand slowly stretched out, gently covering the man's tight and hard arm lines, and the soft noise sounded softly in the quiet room at the moment, "Listen to me, this matter is not your fault, on the contrary, it is really great that you can find it so quickly." So, don't beat yourself up, okay? ”

The man's breathing paused slightly, but he still didn't raise his head, let alone reply, only his arms that kept tightening, revealing that he was still blaming himself.

Bei Xiaorou only felt a softness in her heart, she bit her lower lip lightly, and her eyes moved slightly, "Let me look at you, okay?" ”

The woman's delicate voice with a low coquettish tone gently and softly broke into the man's heart, and the breath in her neck was slightly suffocated, and then she clasped her arms and moved slightly, and finally slowly let go of her.

Bei Xiaorou hooked her lips slightly, and was about to turn around, but the man put one hand on her shoulder to stop her movements, she was slightly stunned, and then saw Lei Ziqian get up, and after some encouragement, he gently asked her to lean back on the bed, and then sat down beside her.

There was a soft touch behind her, which made the woman's heart move slightly, she raised her long eyelashes lightly and looked at the man in front of her, her little hand slowly stretched out and stroked his angular handsome face, bit her lip lightly, her eyes were slightly shy, and she said softly: "Is it okay to be closer to me?" ”

The man's eyebrows moved slightly, but he leaned forward without doubt, his handsome face was against the woman's face, the straight bridge of his nose touched the woman's small nose, his dark eyes were deep and dark, and the low noise was hypnotic, "Is it enough to be so close?" ”

The woman's long eyelashes twitched slightly, nodded lightly, and the tip of her nose touched the man's straight nose, making her ears reddened slightly.

Gently closed her eyes, tilted her head slightly, her lips touched the man's lips, and as the pinna turned crimson, she learned the man's usual light kiss her movements, and took the initiative to kiss the man little by little, so as to soothe his emotions.