Mr. Ji, this ......" Secretary Shen lowered his head to look at Ji Qingsang, who was shrunk, and his intuition told him that her fear was not because of a sudden car accident, but because she was in an extreme fear.

Ji Hesheng's eyes were deep, and his expression became more and more heavy when he looked at Ji Qingsang.

The car had already stopped twenty centimeters away from her, so there was no possibility that Secretary Shen was scared.

He squatted down and stretched out his hand, and before he could touch Ji Qingsang, she suddenly screamed and moved to the side, "Don't touch me." ”

"Sangsang ......" his voice was a little hoarse, and there was a deep worry in his eyes.

Ji Qingsang didn't reply, but just hugged herself tighter, and her emotions were on the verge of collapse.

Ji Hesheng saw the traces on her body, and there was an invisible oppression in his clenched eyes.

"Sangsang, I'm my brother."

A deep voice swept over Ji Qingsang's head, and he deliberately put his voice very soft, afraid of scaring him again.

"Sangsang, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." As he spoke, he reached forward a little more, touching her bare arm, noticing that her body was shaking.

Ji Qingsang didn't resist strongly this time, feeling the temperature on her arm, she slowly showed one eye to look at him, as pitiful as a deer.

"Sangsang......" he continued to cried softly, his voice enveloping her senses like water.

"Brother......" Ji Qingsang suddenly rushed towards him and hugged his waist tightly.

Her fear poured out at this moment, and tears fell so loudly.

"Brother, I'm so scared, I've killed someone, I've killed someone." Ji Qingsang said, she was tugging at Ji Hesheng's clothes, and her nerves seemed to be pulling.

Ji Hesheng held her in his arms and patted her back with his palm, "Don't be afraid, Sangsang, tell my brother what's wrong." ”

"He thought, wanted to violate me, I ...... I just want to protect myself, I didn't mean to......" Ji Qingsang's body trembled even more, "I didn't mean to." ”

"Okay, Sangsang, I know you didn't mean to." Ji Hesheng comforted softly, but his face was a few degrees colder.

There was not the slightest warmth in his eyes, and there was even a hint of anger.

"Mom, and mom......" Ji Qingsang withdrew from his arms and looked at his face, "If he didn't die, he would definitely hurt her." ”

Ji Qingsang was about to get up as she spoke, she stumbled to her feet, looking flustered, "I'm going back to find her." ”

Ji Hesheng pulled her back, he directly picked her up, looked down at her scarred face, and his voice was soft, "Sangsang, I'll solve it." ”

He turned around and shouted to Secretary Shen, "Secretary Shen, drive to the North Lane to have a look." ”

"Okay, Mr. Ji."

Secretary Shen had never seen Ji Hesheng like this, he spoke very softly to Ji Qingsang, but his face was as cold as freezing, and it was covered with overwhelming anger.

Ji Hesheng hugged Ji Qingsang into the car, during which she stayed in his arms and leaned on him tightly.

There were no lights in the car, but Ji Hesheng could still feel that her eyes were in extreme fear. He kissed her sideburns distressedly, and his voice was soft and glutinous, "Sangsang, from now on, I will not let others have the opportunity to hurt you." ”

The car itself was very close to where Ji Qingsang lived, so it didn't take them a few minutes to get there.

Probably seeing the familiar scene, Ji Qingsang shrank even more.

Secretary Shen got out of the car and walked towards Ji Qingsang's home, Ji Qingsang stared at his back and asked worriedly, "Brother, I'm afraid." ”

Ji Hesheng's hand took her in his arms, circled her thoroughly, his thin lips pressed close to her ear, and said slowly, "Sangsang, it's okay." ”

It took about half an hour for Secretary Shen to come out.

As soon as he wanted to speak, he received Ji Hesheng's warning look.

Knowing what Ji Hesheng meant, Secretary Shen said, "Mr. Ji, Miss Ji's mother is fine, as for ......" Speaking of this, he raised his eyes and looked at Ji Qingsang, "The man who hurt Miss Ji only suffered skin injuries." ”

"Sangsang, did you hear that?" Ji Hesheng said, looking at Ji Qingsang's eyes very doting.

Ji Qingsang nodded, and asked again, "Will he hurt my mother?" ”

"No, Miss Ji, I warned him." Secretary Shen accosted, and Ji Qingsang was relieved.

"Secretary Shen, send us back to the Agarwood Apartment." Ji Hesheng's shallow opening was full of Ji Qingsang's shadow.

The Agarwood Apartment is where Ji Qingsang came before, and Ji Hesheng has always lived there.

After arriving at the place, Ji Hesheng carried Ji Qingsang into the room, and just wanted to put her on the bed, but Ji Qingsang wrapped his neck tightly, "Don't go." ”

"Don't be afraid, Sangsang, you're injured, I need to find the ointment." Ji Hesheng was not half impatient, but patiently persuaded him.

"Don't." Ji Qingsang shook his head, and the red circles under his eyes began to cry again.

"Sangsang...... Be nice, okay? I won't lie to you, wait for me here. Ji Hesheng's lips fell on her forehead, and his movements were indescribably pity.

Ji Qingsang struggled for a long time before letting go of him.

Ji Hesheng closed the door and walked out, and Secretary Shen was still standing there.

He looked at the man who seemed to be from the Shura Field, and couldn't help but straighten his back.

"How's that man doing?" Ji Hesheng opened his mouth to speak, his voice was noble but with innate arrogance.

The grim man just stood there, his nose high and his rimless glasses. is obviously a handsome appearance, but there is a coldness all over his body.

"I'm in a coma for the time being, I've checked it, and it's really fine." Secretary Shen replied truthfully.

"Let someone get rid of one of his legs." Ji Hesheng just said lightly, and when he glanced at Secretary Shen, Secretary Shen saw a chill in his eyebrows.

"Tell him that if you don't treat Sangsang's mother well, I'll take his other leg."

"Yes, Mr. Ji."

Secretary Shen lowered his head and responded, in fact, this kind of thing should not have been done by him, Ji Hesheng had another assistant in charge of this kind of thing in the dark.

He understood that the current big boss was obviously on the verge of rage, and he didn't dare to resist his decision.

"You can leave."

After getting Ji Hesheng's message, Secretary Shen pushed the door and left.

When Ji Hesheng walked into the room again, Ji Qingsang was still shrunk into a ball.

She lowered her head, her hair scattered on her head, and her arms and legs were bruised and bruised to varying degrees.

"Sangsang......" he cried, walking towards her with slender steps.

As soon as she sat on the bed, Ji Qingsang hugged him, and she said in a complaining voice, "You have been there for a long time." ”

The man smiled lowly, as if he was a little happy, "Well, I'll give you the medicine." ”

Ji Qingsang let go of him, half-biting his lip, and nodded lightly.

The cold ointment smeared on his body, blending with the temperature of his fingertips, making Ji Qingsang feel very comfortable.

She looked at the man who lowered his eyes and was concentrating on rubbing the ointment for her, and for a moment her heart was overflowing with unknown feelings, like a spreading fire, burning more and more, showing a prairie fire.

Ji Hesheng finished wiping the ointment on her arms and legs, and when he raised his head, he just saw her expression, and he smiled lightly.

"Sangsang, are there any other wounds?"

Hearing him ask, Ji Qingsang couldn't help but clench his pajamas, and suddenly felt a hot pain on his body.

She was thrown to the ground by Ran Chuanxiang and dragged for another while, and her back was already broken.

"No, no." She replied in a low voice, and couldn't help but bow her head, not daring to meet his eyes.

Ji Hesheng noticed her evasion, and his eyes were as deep as ink.

"Sangsang, you're lying to me." The voice was a little colder, with an imperceptible coldness.

Ji Qingsang raised his head suddenly, and his timid eyes were stained with wetness again.

"Good girl, tell me, okay?" Probably feeling her fear, Ji Hesheng suppressed the boredom in his heart, and his fingers quickly held her palm.

Ji Qingsang shook her head, she didn't want Ji Hesheng to see herself like that.

Ji Hesheng's eyes shot straight at her back, she didn't notice it originally, but now she can vaguely see a trace of blood oozing from her clothes, which is not very thick but faint and frightening.

"Take your clothes off." The night-stained bass spread from the man's thin lips, and the cold soaked through the darkness.

Ji Qingsang clutched his clothes tighter, "Don't look at it." ”

She was afraid, afraid that these ugly scars would wear away Ji Hesheng's liking for her, and she was afraid to disclose everything she had in front of him.

Ji Hesheng turned his face sideways, just hiding half of his cheeks in the dark, and he said in a soft voice, "Sangsang, be obedient, how can I rub the ointment on you like this?" ”

"It's ugly." Ji Qingsang spoke.

"I don't care." Ji Hesheng replied quickly, he approached Ji Qingsang and stretched out a hand to lift her chin.

The scars on the white face had been ointmented, and instead of being terrible, it looked pitiful.

He lowered his head and kissed Ji Qingsang's lips, his movements gentle and demagoguery.

The four lip flaps were connected, and the warm touch and hot breath burned on her skin, which made Ji Qingsang's heart shake.

Her eyes were originally locked on the handsome face that was close at hand, but when she saw the affection in his eyes, she closed her eyes, and her fingers that were clutching the corners of her clothes slowly loosened.

After a long time, it wasn't until Ji Qingsang's breathing was short that Ji Hesheng let go of her lips.

He held her waist with one hand and said very close to her, "Sangsang, I won't dislike you." ”

In the end, Ji Qingsang nodded in his delicate eyes.

Ji Hesheng turned to her back and slowly unzipped the zipper behind her.

When the white skin was exposed in front of his eyes, covered with bruises and purple scars, and some wounds with broken skin, Ji Hesheng's eyes seemed to contain a storm.

He held back the anger that was about to burst out of his mouth, pressed his thoughts, and whispered to her cochlea, "I'm going to take care of the wound on your back, it may hurt a little, you bear with it." ”