Chapter 17: Innocence

CHAPTER XVII

He Wei let out an exclamation after being pressed against the wall by Fang Xinghe, making Fang Xinghe recognize the person.

The strength that suddenly gathered suddenly dissipated, his body loosened, and the whole person leaned on He Wei.

He Wei hurriedly stretched out his hands to support his body, and his low voice couldn't hide the trembling: "Are you okay?" Where's the injury? I'll take you to the hospital. โ€

"Nope." Fang Xinghe's head pressed against He Wei's shoulder, and he spoke in her ear, "Don't go to the hospital." โ€

As soon as the words fell, He Wei felt a weight on her body, and shouted in panic: "Fang Xinghe? Fang Xinghe? โ€

Fang Xinghe frowned, his eyes were half-opened, as if he had exhausted his remaining strength, "Don't go to the hospital... I'll teach you to bandage. Don't cry, don't be afraid. โ€

He Wei didn't know that she had burst into tears, she just shook her head, "Don't talk, I'll bandage it a little." I'll make sure you are well! โ€

Fang Xinghe's whole body weight was pressed on He Wei, but fortunately, now she has a lot of strength and can completely bear it.

She just hugged Fang Xinghe like that, and she already felt that her hands were wet with his blood.

She put Fang Xinghe on the ground and touched his whole body, finding that his wounds were mainly on his back and legs. The wound on his leg, which he had treated urgently before, was only on his back, and he couldn't take care of himself because of his position.

He Wei remembered the people who were knocked out halfway just now, and hurriedly ran back and searched their bodies, only finding money, but no ID cards.

He Wei thought about it and picked up the T-shirts of the two people. Returning to Fang Xinghe's side, she tied the wound on his back with a T-shirt torn into several pieces to temporarily stop the bleeding, and then put on a black T-shirt to barely hide his eyes.

In the end, He Wei carried Fang Xinghe to the most dilapidated guest house.

It's chaotic here, crime happens repeatedly, these guest houses are not official, as long as they give money, they can act as if they don't see anything.

The owner of the guest house was a tall, thin and somewhat rickety old man, but his ears were very handy.

After He Wei carried Fang Xinghe into the guest house, he lifted his eyelids and glanced at it, and said slowly, "How many rooms?" โ€

"One."

"Fifty-one nights."

"I lost my ID."

"Two hundred and one nights."

He Wei put Fang Xinghe on the bed, locked the door, and went to buy supplies to bandage the wound.

After everything was ready, He Wei first took off Fang Xinghe's shirt, and then looked at the injury on his thigh, and was stunned for a moment, and then stared at his expression, and also took off his pants.

He had only treated the wound temporarily, but it had not been sterilized and would have to be re-bandaged.

During this period, Fang Xinghe never woke up. When He Wei applied disinfectant to his wounds, he only frowned in a coma.

He Wei finally covered him with a quilt and stayed by his bedside, keeping an eye on his condition at all times.

Until dawn, Fang Xinghe didn't have a fever, which made He Wei breathe a sigh of relief.

Yesterday, she helped Fang Xinghe to come to the hotel, and she couldn't help but smell of blood on her body. It's broad daylight at this time, and walking outside must be too conspicuous.

He Wei took the money and went to the owner of the guest house.

The boss gave her two sets of old clothes, one for men and one for women. Of course, it's not a nice style, it's better to be clean.

After a night, the smell of He Wei's body and the smell of blood were mixed together, and the taste was very subtle. He Wei entered the bathroom embarrassedly, and rubbed another layer of black unknown substance on her body fiercely.

He Wei was no longer as bothered by the smell on her body as she was before. Because the seizure is slowly lengthening, basically, now she only needs to take a shower once a day to the smell of her body will be washed away. And with the expulsion of these substances, He Wei can feel that her body is getting better. Maybe one day, when all the magazines in her body are discharged, she won't smell like this.

Fang Xinghe suddenly opened his sharp eyes.

Glancing at his surroundings, there was no danger, and the wounds on his body had been treated.

There was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom.

That's when he remembered what had happened before he fell unconscious.

He was trained in the army to be vigilant even in the most dangerous times.

However, it is obvious that He Wei has no memory of such a big action of bandaging his wound last night.

He couldn't believe when he started to trust He Wei so much.

But... The girl trusted him just as unexpectedly.

With a twist of thought, Fang Xinghe remembered yesterday's scuffle again.

Jiang Yi now, it's time to have an excuse to tear his face with Lu Shichang.

Fang Xinghe wanted to take out his mobile phone and send a text message.

And then he found himself on him - nothing to wear.

Lifting the quilt and looking at the bandages that were around the base of his thighs, with a bow tied on them, Fang Xinghe didn't know what to feel in his heart.

Fang Xinghe picked up the pants next to the bed and put them on, and was about to put on the T-shirt when he suddenly heard an exclamation in the bathroom.

Fang Xinghe's leg muscles tensed instantly, and he took a few leaps lightly, sticking to the bathroom door, holding his breath and listening to the movement.

Fortunately, He Wei's voice in the bathroom was thin and slight, and it seemed that she just accidentally fell.

Fang Xinghe breathed a sigh of relief and called out again, "He Wei? โ€

"Ahh

He Wei used a little more force in the bath, making the whole bathroom full of bubbles, and when she was dressing just now, she slipped on her feet and fell.

Originally, she had already stood firm, but suddenly heard Fang Xinghe's voice and hurriedly opened the door, so it was tragic again.

The sound of her body hitting the ground made Fang Xinghe feel painful for her, and she didn't care about it, and directly and violently screwed the door lock of the bathroom.

He Wei half-propped up her body and looked up at Fang Xinghe who broke through the door.

The morning sun was so dazzling, and with the light on his back, his brilliant blonde hair became more and more dazzling, as if he was stepping on the morning sun. The cinnabar mole on his forehead was bright and dripping, and even the hideous scar added to his charm.

When he looked down at her, she wished she could keep his gaze forever.

Fang Xinghe squatted down and scooped He Wei up.

He Wei propped up her body and moved back, "Your leg is injured." Her gaze turned to Fang Xinghe's lap.

That's when she remembered when she had bandaged his wound last night.

Involuntarily blushed.

Fang Xinghe noticed her gaze and wrinkled his eyebrows helplessly. Ignoring He Wei's resistance, he stopped her by the waist and hugged her, "Children, don't think about some mess." โ€

He Wei's heart was slightly sour.

She relaxed her body and leaned into Fang Xinghe's arms.

She should be glad that if Fang Xinghe treated her as a woman, maybe he wouldn't be so close to her.

At least she could be so close to him now.

Fang Xinghe put He Wei on the bed, "Where did you fall?" โ€

He Wei couldn't stop it, and wanted to get up from the bed, "My clothes are dirty." "I just fell like that, and my clean clothes were foamed again.

Fang Xinghe pressed and didn't let her move, "If it's dirty, it's dirty... How to wear wet clothes? I took off my clothes and went to bed. โ€

There was no underwear in the clothes given by the boss, so He Wei had to wash and scrub the underwear clean and wring it out as much as possible, but there was still moisture left, and the cotton T-shirt was slowly wet. It's a little uncomfortable to wear, but you can't afford not to wear it, right?

He Wei's eyes widened, as if she didn't understand what Fang Xinghe said.

Fang Xinghe looked at her round eyes, and bent his fingers and knocked on her forehead, "Little girl, don't think about it, quickly take off your clothes." โ€

Ho Wei swore to defend her clothes to the death. Even if Fang Xinghe regarded her as a child, she really didn't treat herself as a child, she was naked in front of him*, and her shame was too great to accept.

Fang Xinghe waited for a while and didn't see her move, and suddenly put the quilt next to him on He Wei, and then somehow pulled his hands together, and He Wei's clothes were taken off!!.

He Wei was simply stunned!

Fang Xinghe: What did he do before? Do you still train to undress? How did he do it so smoothly?

"The mouth is closed, and the saliva is about to flow out." Fang Xinghe looked at He Wei very calmly, as if the hooliganism just now was not done by him.

He Wei grabbed the quilt with one hand and pulled it up, covering her mouth, only revealing her eyes, looking at Fang Xinghe's expression, she was still stunned.

"One more, take off your wet clothes. Not afraid of being sick and uncomfortable? Fang Xinghe always remembered He Wei's previous appearance and decided that her physical foundation would not be too good.

He Wei understood the domineering โ–กโ–ก in Fang Xinghe's bones, for fear that he would have to help him take it off, so he had to untie his underwear in the quilt and put it aside, not daring to throw it outside the quilt.

Fortunately, Fang Xinghe didn't ask her to throw out her underwear again.

"Where's the fall?"

He Wei always grabbed the quilt with one hand, twisted her body, and said, "Elbow." And the head. "Actually, there are shoulders, but He Wei won't say it.

Fang Xinghe asked He Wei to stretch out his injured arm. When I saw the large patches of black blue on her fair and delicate skin, I couldn't help but wring my eyebrows.

It happened that He Wei bought a lot of medicines in a mess yesterday, and Fang Xinghe took the active oil and rubbed it for her to relax her tendons. These ordinary bruises are specially trained in the army.

His strength is very great, and he is a young man, and when his blood is vigorous, his palms are full of heat. He Wei buried her face in the pillow, trying to ignore the hot and numb touch on her arm, and even the pain was not so obvious.

The silt on his arm was almost dispersed, and Fang Xinghe said, "Turn your body around." โ€

He Wei calmed down, and turned her red face from the pillow to look at Fang Xinghe, with doubts in her eyes.

There was a slight hint of naivety on her fair and delicate face. It is estimated that she felt pain just now, but at this moment, her eyes are faintly watery, and her eyes are more and more radiant.

What a delicate and lovely little girl. Fang Xinghe thought that if she was born in the Chen family, she would definitely not be spoiled enough.

It's a pity that she was born unfortunate and grew up in such a family. I still remember her skinny appearance when I first saw her, but now she can only eat enough, and she can't talk about how to maintain her, so she can grow into this healthy and beautiful appearance, and I don't know how hard she was at the beginning.

What is rare is that even with such an opportunity, she can still develop such a good character. Well-behaved but not blindly obedient, timid but not cowering, not complaining about the sky and not caring for others, knowing how to repay kindness.

Fang Xinghe couldn't help but soften his voice, "Turn your body this way, I'll press your head." โ€

"Oh."

He Wei wrapped herself like a caterpillar and turned sideways according to Fang Xinghe's gestures.

Suddenly, her expression changed, and she hissed softly.

"What's wrong?" Fang Xinghe thought about her actions just now, "Your shoulder is also injured?" โ€

He Wei denied: "No! โ€

She couldn't stand that kind of numbness just by massaging her hands, if she asked Fang Xinghe to rub her shoulders, her face would smoke!

Fang Xinghe pressed He Wei's shoulder across the quilt, and saw her involuntary eyebrows furrowed, which showed that it was in pain.

Fang Xinghe glared at her, "Get on your stomach." โ€

He Wei glanced at Fang Xinghe cautiously, twisted her body, and lay her head on the quilt.

"Be nice." Fang Xinghe looked at her delicate and timid appearance, and couldn't help sighing, "If you hurt your muscles and bones, you will feel better in the future." โ€

"Hmm." He Wei responded, "Don't bother, I'll go to the hospital and ask the doctor to help me with massage." โ€

Fang Xinghe sneered lightly, "If you go to the hospital, you're not afraid to take off your clothes?" โ€

It doesn't matter if she goes to the hospital or not, she only treats people as doctors and doesn't think nonsense.

He Wei was dying, "It's getting late, I still have to go to work, I didn't ask for leave." โ€

"It's like this, take a good rest for a few days, and don't work." Fang Xinghe said, "You have to resign sooner or later, even if you don't go today, it doesn't matter." โ€

He Wei paused for a moment and said, "There must always be a beginning and an end, so let me take a leave." โ€

Fang Xinghe looked at her for a while, got out of bed and picked up the pants on the ground, took out his mobile phone from it, and sent a text message to Xu Guanghui.

He Wei was helpless.

Fang Xinghe pulled the quilt down a little, revealing He Wei's shoulders.

Her left shoulder was also a large bruise, Fang Xinghe groped at the shoulder joint to make sure that the bones were not misaligned, and then pushed her up.

This place is stricter than the one on the elbow, He Wei couldn't stand the pain, and hummed and chirped โ–กโ–ก.

He Wei's voice was already very delicate, and such an ambiguous shout made her blush when she heard it.

He Wei bit her lip and didn't dare to make any more sounds.

Fang Xinghe really didn't think about anything.

As the eldest son of the Chen family, who needs to inherit the family business in the future, he has been busy learning and improving himself in the past 25 years.

He hadn't been impulsive to any woman yet, but now he was shocked to find himself reacting to He Wei's voice.

He couldn't help but curse himself for being dirty.

Could it be that he didn't dare to be interested in women before, because he had some special habits for underage girls?

Fang Xinghe's body temperature was rising, but he still had a calm face, and his strength remained the same to rub He Wei's shoulder.

Originally, he thought that he could calm down with his will, but it seemed to be much more difficult than he imagined.

After the emotion, the touch of the greasy skin under the palm of his hand became more and more delicate, and it was transmitted to the nerve endings in his hand, all the way back to his brain and whole body.

He could still control the strength of his hands, but his eyes became deeper and deeper, staring at He Wei's back, like a wolf staring at his prey in the dark.

He Wei felt something, but she forcibly endured her voice, and did not distract herself from her heart to turn her head to look at Fang Xinghe's abnormality.

She accidentally leaked another hint of tone, and suddenly, the burning palm on her back finally left, and she let go of her lips and let out a long sigh of relief.

She turned her head to look at Fang Xinghe, but saw that he had his back to her, motionless.

"What's wrong?" He Wei's voice was a little hoarse because of Fang Cai's suppression, and her unique delicate voice was indescribably tempting.

"Don't talk." Fang Xinghe stood up suddenly, and walked to the window in a few steps.

He Wei's heart tightened, thinking that there was something wrong, and she was too frightened to speak. She carefully retrieved her underwear and clothes, afraid that she wouldn't even have time to put them on if she ran away.

Fang Xinghe heard the squirming sound behind him, and he knew what He Wei was doing with a slight guess, and finally calmed down a little and became excited again.

"No wet clothes." His voice was much lower than usual, "Don't go out, wait for me to come back." โ€

Fang Xinghe put on his clothes and went out.

He Wei was holding dirty clothes in her hands, not knowing whether to listen to Fang Xinghe's words or not.

Was he going to buy her clothes? But he doesn't seem to have any money on him!

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