"Get out," Lu Qingshi's face was pale, obviously not wanting her to see the wound, "I'm fine, you go out and wait for me." ”

Jiang Qian held back her tears, she was not a fool, she knew that Lu Qingshi must have been seriously injured, even if he didn't let her see his back, she also saw a large piece of bright red on his arm, if he hadn't raised his hand to protect Lu Zhiling at that time, these hot oils would have been poured on Lu Zhiling's body by now.

"I'm not leaving," she looked at him with red eyes, tears rolling in her eyes, "don't drive me away, I'm worried about you." ”

She only said these few words, but the sadness and choking in her tone were enough to prove how scared and worried she was at the moment.

Lu Qingshi looked at her deeply.

The pain in his back obviously made him unable to support it any longer, and his eyebrows frowned deeper, "Go and sprinkle." ”

Jiang Qian hurriedly went.

She turned on the cold water tap and let the water flow over his back.

A shocking red.

Because she was there, Lu Qingshi didn't take off her belt and trousers, but just bare her upper body.

Jiang Qian was a head shorter than him, and for convenience, she went barefoot on the countertop of the bathtub, so that it was convenient for her to hold the shower.

There are a lot of hot places, and there will definitely be a large blister later, Jiang Qian blamed herself and felt guilty, she knew that she should have taken Lu Zhiling out earlier, if it wasn't for saving Zhiling, he wouldn't have been hurt.

"What are you crying about," Lu Qingshi took the shower, his voice calm and calm, "A little injury, don't take it to heart." ”

Jiang Qian's tears fell silently, how could she not take it to heart.

He has paid too much and sacrificed too much for their mother and daughter in this life, he was originally a person standing in the clouds, living a superior life that ordinary people could not hope for, but because of them, he suffered so much.

He could have lived a better life without them holding him down.

The bathroom was steaming, and he stared at her tear-stained cheeks, and crushed the fingertips hanging at his side, but he still gave up the urge to wipe her tears.

But in the next second, the girl leaned over and hugged him tightly with tears.

Her tears, along with the water from the shower, soaked his shoulders.

But her tears were hot, and the water from the shower was cold.

Lu Qingshi's body stiffened.

This hug made him numb the pain in his back.

For a moment, it made him feel more distress than any other pain.

"Don't cry," he comforted her softly, his big slender hand patting her back, "It's just a skin wound, it's really fine." ”

Jiang Qian cried even more sadly.

He thought she was just worried about his wounds.

Tears welled up in her eyes, she choked her breath, and her body couldn't help trembling, trying to suppress the surging sadness in her heart.

His body was wet, she hugged him like this, the skirt was naturally wet, the bodies of the two people hugged each other tightly, the softness of the girl and the hard chest of the man almost fit, and with her rapid breathing, like a rose trembling in the wind and rain, plus her skirt was white chiffon, almost translucent after being wet, some scenery made him unavoidable.

Lu Qingshi grabbed her shoulders and pushed her away from him slightly.

"Alright," he looked down at her tear-wet cheeks, not allowing his gaze to fall any further, "you stay here, I can't take a shower, go out and wait for me, huh?" ”

His tone was full of tenderness, as if he was patiently discussing with her.

Jiang pursed his lips, the beautiful deer's eyes were red, and he looked at him aggrievedly.

Lu Qingshi was so made by her appearance that the blood in his brain rushed again, his hand was still resting on her shoulder, she was very thin, and her shoulders were thin and bone, so the black lace shoulder strap under her palm was particularly difficult for him to ignore.

She just stood in front of him, with a pair of jade feet, her chiffon shirt was all wet with water, clinging to her body, outlining her beautiful body curves to the fullest, Lu Qingshi is not a saint, not to mention that his love for her has long been deep in the bone marrow, and he has tasted the sweetness of her body, and if he is alone with her like this, he does not guarantee that nothing will happen.

"Obedient, you go out first." His voice deepened slightly, and his fingers moved slightly, lifting the water-soaked neckline of her chiffon shirt up.

Jiang Qian didn't understand the reason why he had to let her go out at first, until he raised her neckline, she subconsciously lowered her head, saw the situation on her chest clearly, and her face quickly turned red.

She pinched her collar and took a step back, leaning away from him.

"Then I'll go out first." She whispered, her pretty face burning like fire.

Lu Qingshi let out a "hmm", his voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't look at her.

Jiang Qian almost ran away.

The bathroom door was closed behind him.

Lu Qingshi has been standing there.

It wasn't until he was sure that the girl's footsteps were running away that he closed his eyes and rolled lightly in his Adam's apple.

Only then did he loosen the belt.

Luckily, the water didn't wet his trousers, otherwise he wouldn't have known how to explain it to her.

The wound on her back does hurt, but the desire and lust for her have never diminished over the years.

Just holding her like this, he actually ......

Lu Qingshi's face was as heavy as frost.

After boiling cold water for more than ten minutes in a row, the burning feeling on his back was alleviated a lot, there were naturally no men's clothes here, he was about to use a bath towel to take out the clothes to wash, Jiang Qian knocked on the door again, handed in a men's shirt and trousers from outside, and then quickly closed the door.

Lu Qingshi frowned, the tags on her shirt and trousers were still there, and she looked like she had bought it newly, but it was pouring rain outside the window, and she ran out to do something alone.

Jiang Qian changed his clothes in the bedroom next door, sneezed twice in a row, afraid of catching a cold, so he simply went to take a hot bath, and when he came out, he saw that Lu Qingshi had cleaned up the kitchen, and Lu Zhiling sat quietly on the baby chair to eat.

There were a few dishes on the table, steaming, apparently he had just remade.

Lu Zhiling ate everywhere, he wiped his mouth for her, and handed her the water glass, gentle and patient, she looked at the bright lights and light projected on his well-defined side face, even if it was just a very down-to-earth behavior of feeding, every move was full of calm and noble, impregnated with the heritage and stability of the years.

The dark shirt and trousers he was wearing were bought by her in the men's clothing store at the door just now, and she knew that he never wore such a cheap brand, but such a simple cut and ordinary clothes were worn on him, and he couldn't hide that noble bearing, at that moment, Jiang Qian only thought of the four words of the quiet years in his mind.

He was a haven for their mother and daughter.

He used all of his power to open up the world for them.