Chapter 119: Tell me quickly, how did the wound come about

Qiao Du obediently went into the bathroom.

When she came out after washing, the man in the big bed was already asleep.

She didn't argue with him, she walked lightly to the side where she slept and was about to go to bed, her eyes suddenly fixed on the man's back, the belt of his nightgown was loose, and most of his back was exposed, it was nothing, she didn't have kissed him skin-to-skin, but there were many criss-crossing scars on the muscular back.

Scar?

She was surprised, quietly went to bed, and leaned over to take a closer look, there were really a lot of scars, which looked like old wounds.

Has he been injured before?

Wrestling? Car accident? Artificial?

A wrestling or a car accident can't be like this, but it's most likely.

Qiao Twilight had played dead people many times when he was playing tricks before, and he had many bleeding wounds on his body, but this is not acting, it is not something that can be wiped off, the scars on his body are real, hideous and terrifying, as if you can imagine how painful these wounds were at that time.

Too shocked, she didn't know that her fingers touched those scars, his body was full of hard muscles, but the scars protruding vertically and horizontally were very soft, like a man's weakness.

The man was quickly woken up by the touch, and he turned around vigorously, grabbed her little hand with a swift movement, and trapped her whole body underneath: "You sneaked a man in the middle of the night, are you itchy?" ”

Qiao Dui's mind exploded with a bang, her pretty face was so red that she could drip, looking at his wolf-like eyes, she hurriedly pulled out her hand: "You...... You're itchy, stinky rascal! ”

"I'll admit I'm itching, but Twilight you're duplicitous if you don't!" Fu Jingchao smiled and hugged her, the two of them were lying on the pillow, hugging her very tightly, breathing deeper, and her voice was hoarse.

"I ...... I'm not. Qiao Du struggled to raise her shoulders and justify her actions: "I saw that you had a wound on your back, and I couldn't help but look at it twice." With so many scars, how did you get hurt? ”

Fu Jingchao was silent, the color of his eyes turned from light to dark, he reached out and turned off the lamp, found her little mouth in the dark and kissed her: "Good night!" ”

He was like this, Qiao Du felt that something was wrong with him, and pushed his chest and asked him, "Tell me, how did the wound come from?" ”

"There's nothing to say."

"Why don't you have anything to say, I want to listen." Her temper also came up, and the more he didn't talk about her, the more curious she became.

His arm resting on her thin waist moved, stroked her delicate curves, stopped at her buttocks and tightened it hard, and brought her into his arms for a few points, so that there was no gap between the two of them, and said lightly: "I was a soldier before, and I was injured in a mission. ”

"You were a soldier?" She was surprised.

"Weird?" He pinched her buttocks in dissatisfaction.

"No, I haven't heard you say that."

She raised her chin and couldn't help but reach out and touch his face, the handsome face of the man in the dark was blurry but suffocating, no wonder he and Fu Sichen were brothers, but the temperament on his body was very different, Fu Sichen had the willfulness and unruliness of his son, and he had the toughness and endurance that ordinary men did not have, it turned out that he was tempered in the army with an iron will.

"I didn't tell you because it was in the past." Her little hand was soft and tender, very comfortable to touch on his face, Fu Jingchao let her touch it for a while, covered her little hand with her big hand, and took her finger in front of her thin lips: "Are you afraid?" ”

"I'm afraid that I can't, I just think you must be in pain at the time."

He heard the distress in her voice, and smiled happily: "It's long gone, see if I'm okay now?" ”

Qiao Du asked him again: "What mission did you perform before, who is the other party who beat you so hard?" ”

Fu Jingchao didn't speak, she thought he was asleep, her little face rubbed in his arms, and his low and soft voice sounded above his head: "Those are too bloody, don't say it, I'm afraid you won't be able to fall asleep after listening." ”

She didn't ask any more questions, and let out a soft sigh.

He was ready to be asked by her, but she was suddenly so well-behaved, and he kissed the back of her hand and sighed, "Twilight, you are really my baby." ”

Jo Twilight yawned and began to feel sleepy, muttering, "What baby?" I'm not a child, I'm sleeping, I'm sleepy......"

The man's mind wandered, and when he looked down to say something to her, he only heard her breathing regularly and sleeping soundly.

Fu Jingchao: "......"

He pulled a thin quilt with his long arms, put one hand behind his head, and stared somewhere in the dark, not sleepy for a long time.

The blood and violence of the past, as if it were staged in front of his eyes again, all these years have passed, no one has mentioned it in front of him, he thought he had forgotten, it turned out that there was not.

Thinking about it again, he asked himself if he regretted it?

The answer is the same as before: no regrets.

……

The next morning, Qiao Dui's mobile phone alarm clock rang, she got up with sleepy eyes, and Fu Jingchao was also woken up.

Seeing her so he knew she was going for a run, and bounced up from the bed: "I'll accompany you." ”

Coming downstairs and looking at the sky with light rain, Qiao Du wrinkled her nose, I hate it, why is it raining!

Someone patted her on the head, Fu Jingchao, dressed in light sportswear and light running shoes, ran past her: "A little rain scared you?" ”

Qiao Twilight couldn't help but be excited, she put on the hat behind her sports top, and followed with her slender long legs.

The environment of the Ink Mansion is very good, the garden is very large, not inferior to the Liuliwan Villa, but unfortunately Qiao Duan has no time to appreciate it, and her physical strength is almost exhausted after running for more than 20 minutes, Fu Jingchao easily ran in front of her: "You are too slow, hurry up." ”

Qiao Du was angry when he heard his instructive tone, and tried to chase him with all his strength, but his physical strength was really good, and he didn't change his face after running for nearly a trot, as if he hadn't started running.

Hmph, he has been a soldier, of course, his physical strength is not to say, where can she be compared to a small ordinary person.

Qiao Twilight gritted her teeth to comfort herself.

At the end of the run, she couldn't run anymore, her hands pressed on her knees and she was panting.

Fu Jingchao ran over and handed her a clean towel, and when she wiped her sweat, he answered a phone call.

Seeing that his face was solemn, she wiped her sweat and put the towel on her shoulder, "What's wrong?" Do you have a job? ”

"Almost." Fu Jingchao put his mobile phone in his trouser pocket and glanced at her: "My work here in the imperial capital is nearing the end, I will go again in the morning, and I will go back to Licheng in the afternoon." ”

Qiao Du was a little surprised, but he didn't feel surprised, he came here this time to attend Fu Zhongxi's full moon banquet, and after so many days, it was time for him to go back to the headquarters of Dongcheng Group.

"Come back with me." Fu Jingchao put his arm around her shoulders, and the two walked in the garden.

"I'm going to ask Qi Shuang." Qiao Du didn't know what work arrangements were made today, and Qi Shuang didn't say anything yesterday, "If you don't have a job, I'll go with you in the afternoon." ”

"Okay." He glanced at her with a smile in his eyes.

The garden is well kept, with a variety of precious flowers competing for each other, and several gardeners are busy inside.

Fu Jingchao picked a lily and handed it to her.

This was the first time he had given her flowers, Qiao Du happily took it, smelled it, it was very fragrant, and smiled like a flower: "Thank you." ”

Then, she saw some strings of red in the corner next to her, and couldn't help leaning over, picking a string in her hand, and happily told him: "When I was a child, my grandfather next door grew a lot of this, and some children and I often like to steal it, and every time we are found next door grandpa comes out with a stick to pick us, we are so scared that we scream and run away, but after a while, we will run over to steal it, do you know why?" ”

"Because it's pretty?" He put his left hand in his trouser pocket, his right hand around her waist, the curvature of his lips and the love of his voice overflowing with a pampering smile.

"It's not." Qiao Du shook her little head and smiled like a little mouse stealing something: "You can't guess, it's because the juice in this flower is very sweet." ”

Fu Jingchao couldn't help touching her face: "I didn't expect you to be so skinny when you were a child." ”

"Children, it's all like that." Qiao Twilight held a white lily in one hand and a bright string of red in the other, happily leaning on his arms while walking and telling the story of his childhood: "Later, once I broke a lot of strings of red, and the grandfather next door was very angry and chased all the way to my house, my mother was at home at that time, she was very gentle at that time, and rarely scolded me, she apologized vigorously, and also lost half of my father's salary just arrived. But she didn't want to scold me a word when she turned around, for this, our family of three had a very hard time that month, often eating pickles and porridge for three meals a day, and even had no money to buy vegetables. Thinking about it, it was really happy at that time, life was very tight, but our family of three was very happy......"

Fu Jingchao looked at the little girl in her arms with complicated eyes, she talked about these past things without resentment or discouragement, some were just simple happiness and memories.

"And now?" He asked her, "Do you hate her?" ”

"At first there were, but now there isn't." Qiao Du inhaled, and the expression on her little face was calm: "She has lived hers, I have passed mine, I only thought that my mother and my father died in the same year." In this world, I have no parents, both are dead, I only have a grandfather, a grandmother. ”

"Old lady Joe?"

"Well, he's not my own grandfather, but he's better than my own grandfather." After Qiao Du said this, he remembered what he had promised Old Lady Qiao before, and bit his lip and hesitated: "Second brother." ”

He looked at her squirming little appearance, and tapped her little chin with his fingertips: "What's the matter, say!" ”

"That's it...... It's like, my grandfather wants to see you. She mustered up the courage to finally speak up.

After speaking, he looked at him with anxiety.

Fu Jingchao was calmer than she imagined, looking at her face that didn't dare to breathe, and said funny: "What are you worried about?" Afraid I won't agree? ”

Qiao Dui: "......"

With a red face, he grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Then do you agree?" ”

"What do I have to disagree with?" He smiled lowly, kissed her on the cheek, and teased her: "Could it be that your grandfather can eat people?" Or did he order you a baby kiss? Want to see me and let me know how to retreat? ”

"It's not." Qiao Du hurriedly denied: "My grandfather is very open-minded, he loved me very much when I was in Qiao's house before, he said that he would respect my freedom of love and would not give me any mandarin duck scores." ”

Old lady Qiao loved her so much that she whispered to her when she was a child that he had even prepared the dowry for her in advance.

Of course, she was embarrassed to say these words in front of him, otherwise there would be ...... The meaning of urging marriage.