Chapter 61: Always Lying to Me

She blinked a little panickedly, then retracted her hand, looked away, and busied herself with packing the medical kit.

Suddenly, a slender and strong hand reached out and gently grasped her hand.

"Qiao Qiao."

Zong Fang tilted his head and looked at her, his lips a little pale.

"Can you keep lying to me?"

Qiao Susu was stunned and slowly raised her eyes to look at him. She was frightened by the burning warmth in his eyes and felt a little flustered. She tried to break free from his hand, but he held it tighter.

"Since you've lied, why don't you keep lying, Qiao Sui Sui? I beg you to lie to me."

"You promised to be with me"

Zong Fang's eyes were red as he took her hand and pulled her in front of him. Qiao Sui Sui was afraid of pressing on his wound, so she supported her arm next to his ear, and the tips of their noses almost touched.

"You obviously love me too, right? Why don't you look at me?"

He held the back of Sui Sui's neck and leaned over to kiss her lips, passionately and madly.

Their positions were reversed in an instant, with Zongfang pressing on her.

Qiao Susu put her palm against his chest to push him away, but he grabbed her hand and kissed her palm.

"Mongfang. You. Don't do that. The wound will open."

"Why didn't you leave just now?"

Zong Fang looked at the girl under him. Her long hair was scattered on a pink and white petal, and her wet eyes were stubborn and pitiful.

"I took away your talent, so you became like this. I can't just walk away like this."

After she finished speaking, she saw that Zongfang didn't show any surprise, but was very calm, as if he had known it for a long time.

"You're not angry?"

"I'm just thankful that I have the gift of self-healing."

If it was a talent like seclusion, then it would be really difficult for him to find her again.

Zongfang hugged her, wanting to rub her into his arms and integrate her into his bones and blood so that she would not run away.

"You knew that a long time ago?"

The man hummed, saying nothing. In the military prison, his mental powers were locked away, leaving him unable to do anything. He spent a lot of time thinking. It was as if his own healing abilities had failed during his fight with Luka. Before that, he had been in hiding, only interacting with Qiao Suisui. Even if he couldn't figure out how she'd taken his gift, Zong Fang could peel back the surface and see the essence. This was a habit of scientific research.

Later, while in prison, he invented a simple device to defeat the electronic tormentor, lured Ans inside, knocked him out, and then donned his military uniform and escaped without a hitch. Geniuses never needed time or place to create, and Munakata was undoubtedly the Beast God's favorite in this regard. Since the electronic tormentor was his creation, he only needed to surpass himself.

Compared to these, hiding it from Labery's eyes was the real difficulty, because he had a strong sense of observation.

Zong Fang has been looking for an opportunity. He used the Psychic Concealment Device, transformed into a snake and hid in the parts compartment of the flying ship. When he saw the newly born fawn, he knew how to break the deadlock.

He dripped his detoxified venom into the fawn's eyes, which would only trigger irritation; if handled properly, there would be no problem. Sure enough, the cub's cries distracted Liberi. He killed a royal guard and changed into his clothes, which led to the scene where Qiao Suisui opened the door.

He wasn't sure if the loss of his talent was due to Sui Sui, so after entering the space, he deliberately restrained his strength and let her hit her knee. The bruise there appeared briefly and then quickly disappeared. That's when Zongfang finally confirmed it. He suddenly felt comforted at that moment. If she had her own talent, it meant that no injury would kill her.

A cold-blooded venomous snake, he slew gods and Buddhas in the Battle of the Wings, abandoning his family lineage to pursue scientific research. He punished anyone who opposed him, never giving anyone face. Such a self-centered man, he had no weaknesses in his first half of life because he cared nothing. But since meeting her, Zongfang has been willing to pluck out his venomous fangs. He fears nothing except her pain, her tears, her injuries, and the coldness in her eyes.

Qiao Suisui's fingers unconsciously tugged at the hem of his clothes, until her fingertips turned white. She frowned at him and asked, "Why aren't you angry?"

"Why are you angry?"

Zong Fang took her hand and brought it to his mouth and kissed it, then gently stroked her eyebrows to relax the wrinkles.

"Everything I have is yours."

Qiao Susu was stunned and speechless. The guilt that she had been suppressing finally surfaced and turned into a tear in the corner of her eye.

"You're a lunatic."

Hearing this, Zong Fang smiled, and his face was so bewitching when he smiled.

"Qiao Qiao, please stop messing with me, okay?"

Qiao Suisui blushed slightly, turned her face away, and muttered unnaturally: "I didn't make a fuss."

Zong Fang looked at her red, bleeding earlobe, his eyes dimmed. Then he leaned over and sucked her earlobe, then snaked his way down her slender neck.

The surrounding temperature suddenly rose.

In the rain of flowers, the man is extremely gentle.

Qiao Suisui's slender, pale arms clung to his back, and as she rose and fell, she looked up at the pear tree overhead, a little dazed. She suddenly remembered that they had been under the tree the last time. It was clearly the same space and scene, but the feeling in her heart was completely different.

Zong Fang was dissatisfied with her distraction, so he glanced upwards following her gaze, then gently bit her neck and hugged her tighter.

When Qiao Susu opened her eyes again, she was already in bed.

Her body didn't feel sticky, but rather fresh. I guess Zongfang had already helped her clean it.

She slowly turned her head and saw the man sleeping beside her with his arms around her. She crawled under the quilt, wanting to secretly check his wound, but the man was too alert and immediately opened his eyes, still a little sleepy.

Zong Fang looked at the bulging quilt and couldn't help but curl his lips. He reached out and patted it gently, just hitting her little butt through the quilt.

"Qiao Qiao is so anxious. It seems I didn't satisfy you last night."

Before he could finish his words, a small hand reached out and covered his mouth, and then a head popped out from under the quilt.

Zongfang raised an eyebrow, looked at her messy hair and flushed face, and then smiled.

"Don't talk nonsense, I just want to see you."

As Qiao Susu spoke, she realized that she cared too much about this guy and didn't care whether he lived or died.

"My what?" The man wrapped her like a dumpling with the quilt, leaving only her head exposed, and held her in his arms.

"Nothing." Qiao Susu felt so hot, and her hands and feet couldn't move, so she struggled and twisted to get out, but was held down by Zong Fang.

"I advise you to be honest."

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"It's okay if you're not honest. I can keep you company."

After the man finished speaking, he blocked her mouth with a kiss.

Here it comes~ The welfare of Zong Qiao party is here~ Since the author's hair is getting thinner and thinner, can you give me all the monthly votes and recommendation votes TT

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