She propped one hand on his shoulder, took advantage of his unpreparedness, leaned over, and this time, bit his lip hard, fiercely.

Lu Qingshi's brain was running back frantically.

Qingjun's eyebrows were cold and terrifying.

The girl on her body was not wearing an inch, and the black hair like a waterfall spread all over her body, and he couldn't even push her away with his hand, and his big hand pinched her jaw, forcing her lips to leave him.

"Shallow!"

He was furious.

Not allowing himself to look at her, he closed his eyes in avoidance.

She bit fiercely, and blood flowed from Lu Qingshi's lips instantly.

In the palm of his hand, there were tears on the girl's face.

Lu Qingshi was full of anger, and before he could get angry, Jiang Qian's red eyes were red, and he pulled down his hand holding her jaw again, like a broken boat, she hugged him tightly and leaned over to kiss his Adam's apple.

Lu Qingshi's body was stiff.

I just feel unbearable.

Tears fell along with her words," Lu Qingshi ...... Can you help me......"

......

Ten minutes later, Lu Qingshi returned from the nurses' station.

The nurse on duty at the nurse station trembled and took the ice, probably because he had worked for so many years, and he had never seen Director Lu with such an ugly face. 818

When the nurse brought the ice cube to Lu Qingshi, she saw that the shirt under Director Lu's white coat seemed to be semi-wet, and the neckline was a little wrinkled.

Is that...... ...... bitten by a woman?

How dare the little nurse guess, according to the curiosity of patient gossip, she looked at Director Lu's slender back and walked back to the ward, and thought about how it was possible, it was Dr. Jiang who was hospitalized tonight, Director Lu's sister, it is estimated that the brother and sister had a fight and accidentally injured Director Lu.

The little nurse couldn't help but shake her head, this fight was really hard.

When Lu Qingshi walked into the ward, he saw Jiang Qian, who was tied with a tie on the bed and was motionless, and at this moment he couldn't help but be tired and sleeping.

He walked to the side of the bed, and his dark and deep eyes had regained most of his calm, and he just stared at the girl on the bed in silence.

Her hands and feet were still tied, obviously struggling, there was a thin red mark on her wrist, her hair was messy and spread all over the pillow, she closed her delicate eyebrows and eyes, but her eyes were slightly swollen from crying, and there were bright red blood stains on her soft red lips, I don't know if it was his or her own.

The scenery further down was forcibly wrapped in the quilt by him, and she was crying so much at that time that he was furious, and he didn't be polite to her when he stopped her, probably hurting her.

Lu Qingshi's temples were still jumping suddenly after hurting for half the night, he put down the ice, leaned over to untie the restraints on her hands and feet, and then gently put her hands and feet into the quilt.

He was indeed angry with her, but he really couldn't do it and let her go, he comforted himself, his sister was just drugged and unconscious, she was just suffering from physical torment and wanted to relieve herself, maybe she didn't recognize who he was at all, and she didn't really have any secret thoughts about him.

But the sentence "Lu Qingshi", he couldn't deceive himself that he didn't hear it.

Tonight, she called him "Lu Qingshi" three times.

I didn't call him "brother-in-law".

She called him by name and kissed him presumptuously.

Lu Qingshi helped her cover the quilt, and originally wanted to go back to the office and change into a clean set of shirts and trousers, but he was afraid that something would happen to her, so he didn't leave in the end.

The little girl on the bed had no hands and feet to restrain herself, lazily turned over in the quilt, her clean and sweet sleeping face was pillowed on the pillow, her jade lotus-like forearm stretched out from the quilt, and she pillowed comfortably on the side of her face.

Outside the window, the night was deep, the rain had stopped for some time, the window opened a small slit, the breeze carried the fresh aroma of the garden and the fragrance of the grass and trees blowing in, he held an unlit cigarette in his hand, and closed his eyes tiredly. m.

I hope he thinks more.