Mo Qingying reached out and stroked the pain on her forehead, "Thank you for saving me last night."
If it were someone else, she wouldn't be able to lie here peacefully.
"Be good, take a good rest first."
Qi Yu asked her to sit and took the cushion for her to lean on comfortably.
"Are you hungry?
Can you drink some porridge?"
He picked up the bowl on the side and took the spoon.
Mo Qingying looked at the strange-colored porridge in front of her, and then looked up at Qi Yu.
"I cooked it myself.
If you don't want to eat it, I'll buy it for you, okay?"
Qi Yu wanted to put down the bowl, but was held back by Mo Qingying.
She opened her mouth and ate the porridge he brought to her mouth.
The porridge seemed to taste a bit salty, but she was indeed hungry.
Moreover, he cooked it himself, which made her even more touched.
Blinking, two lines of tears flowed down unconsciously.
She thought Qi Yu hated her and she was angry with him.
He and Sophia were so close.
She said she was not angry, which was a lie.
But now that she saw him personally cooking the porridge and feeding her, she felt her nose was sore and she couldn't stop crying.
Qi Yu put down the bowl, "What's wrong?
Why are you crying?
If the porridge doesn't taste good, don't eat it.
I'll go downstairs to buy it for you later."
Listening to his words, Mo Qingying's tears fell even harder, and she squeezed his sleeves tightly with her little hands.
"Ying'er" Qi Yu looked at her tears, but didn't know what to do.
How could he make her sad?
Mo Qingying threw herself into his arms the next second, leaning on his chest and crying.
Qi Yu patted her back gently, "If the wound hurts, I'll call the doctor, okay?"
Mo Qingying let go and said, "I want to take a shower."
"Okay, let me put the bath water for you."
Qi Yu picked her up and walked into the bathroom, putting warm water in the jacuzzi.
"Get out."
Mo Qingying pushed Qi Yu out of the bathroom, closed the bathroom door, and locked it.
"Ying'er, Ying'er" Qi Yu was afraid of hurting her, so he let her push him out of the bathroom, but he was still worried about her, for fear that she would do something stupid.
Mo Qingying took off her nightgown, and her arms and legs were covered with bruises.
Seeing herself like this, it was like seeing the places where Su Yunrong had touched her body.
She gagged, feeling acid reflux in her stomach.
The next second, he was lying in front of the toilet and vomiting.
All the few mouthfuls of porridge he had just eaten were completely vomited.
As if he wanted to empty the entire contents of his stomach, he vomited until he was weak.
Tears kept falling from his vomiting and his eyes were red.
After a long time, she struggled to get up and looked at the bathtub full of foam.
She felt that she was very dirty and she wanted to wash herself clean.
Qi Yu took a bite of the porridge he cooked and found it very tasteless, but the girl Ying'er ate most of the bowl.
Then, he put on a coat and walked out of the apartment to buy her favorite snacks, but when he came back , only to find that the bathroom door was still locked, and an uneasy feeling crawled into his heart.
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"Ying'er, open the door."
Qi Yu slammed the carved and frosted glass door and pushed it open.
"Ying'er Ying'er, if you don't open the door, I will open the door with the key and go in."
Qi Yu couldn't hear any sound in the room, so he took out a key from the drawer of the bedside table, opened the door and went in.
He saw Mo Qingying soaking in the bathtub.
Her originally fair skin was rubbed red.
She had been soaked in the water for too long, and her whole body had wrinkles.
"Ying'er, what are you doing?"
Qi Yu quickly took her out of the bathtub and took her into the shower room.
The warm water washed away the foam on her body, and the skin under his eyes looked like There was red blood oozing out.
"Let me go, don't touch me.
I'm not clean yet, not clean yet," Mo Qingying growled at him in a hoarse voice.
Qi Yu's shirt was also wet from the shower head, but he still hugged her tightly, "Ying'er, that's enough, you are mine and he has never touched you, no."
"No, I think I'm disgusting.
Let me go and let me clean up.
I beg you, please."
Mo Qingying's growl gradually turned into a low sob.
Qi Yu took the bath towel and put it on her body.
He carried her back to the bedroom and let her lie down on the bed.
Then he took off his wet clothes, lifted the quilt, got into the bed, and hugged her in.
In my arms.
"Ying'er, look at me."
Qi Yu pulled her body over, and the two of them faced each other on soft pillows.
Mo Qingying lowered her eyes and didn't look at him.
She suddenly felt that she was so stupid.
She didn't dare to ask Qi Yu face to face if something happened, but she followed Su Yunrong's advice.
Even if she didn't understand or figure it out in her heart, she couldn't figure it out.
Why let yourself be stupid and listen to the nonsense of the Su family.
Qi Yu gently stroked her back.
The originally fair and smooth skin was now red with water and it would take some time to recover.
"Ying'er, will you blame me?"
Qi Yu asked after a long time.
Mo Qingying shook her head.
Whatever she blamed him for, there would be no results for the two of them.
She was too stupid, and she was not qualified to blame him.
If it weren't for him, perhaps Mo Qingying would have died today.
She never thought that she would have the courage to survive after being treated like Su Yunrong.
"Then are you still angry with me?"
After so many days, he gave her time, and he also gave himself time, but he never thought that when he saw her again, it would be in that situation and that scene.
When he saw her face covered with blood and her clothes torn to pieces, she fainted in his arms.
At that moment, he was very scared, afraid of losing her.
"Do you want me to be angry?"
Mo Qingying said calmly.
She didn't see him and avoided him because she wanted to forget him and everything about him and Sophia.
She couldn't do it.
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Can't forget him at all.
It turned out that her love for him was still so deep and strong.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made you angry."
Qi Yu kissed her forehead gently, and kissed her cheek carefully.
"Don't, don't touch me."
Mo Qingying subconsciously wanted to escape.
Qi Yu's long arms clasped her waist tightly, tightening his grip and keeping her close to him, "I said, you are mine, you can only be mine, have you forgotten?"
"I'm not" Mo Qingying hurriedly denied.
"If you are not, then who is?"
Qi Yu didn't like her being so stubborn.
He admitted that she still loved him.
Is it so difficult to accept that what she wanted was him?
Mo Qingying turned her head and looked at the ceiling, her eyes fixed on the exquisite crystal chandelier.
She didn't want to worry about this issue anymore.
Yes or no, in fact, it doesn't matter to her.
Now, she just wants to forget what happened last night, and she wants to start over.
No matter whether the person accompanying her is Qi Yu or Yi Qihao, she just wants to live an ordinary life, and never let herself fall into this kind of situation.
In painful struggle
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