Perhaps she didn't expect Luo Jingxuan to speak so bluntly, Qingyin slightly widened her eyes, her glass-like eyes filled with innocence.

After Luo Jingxuan washed his hands, he asked someone to bring in a basin of water.

He took a wet towel and wiped Qingyin gently bit by bit.

Qingyin felt a little uncomfortable and dodged slightly, "I, I can do it myself."

"Are you scared?" Luo Jingxuan suddenly asked.

Qingyin pursed her lips and nodded slowly after a long time.

Luo Jingxuan suddenly laughed out of anger, "If you're scared, why don't you come to me first?"

If he hadn't arrived just in time, did she know what would have happened?

Thinking of this, his movements became unconsciously heavier.

"It hurts..." Qingyin cried out softly.

Looking at the skin that was whiter than winter snow, there were some red marks on it where I had rubbed it.

Luo Jingxuan suddenly threw the handkerchief in his hand into the basin, and then gently stroked the red marks with his fingertips.

His lips also covered it.

The itchiness mixed with pain at her collarbone forced Qingyin to tilt her head back.

She held Luo Jingxuan's head with both hands, "Stop...don't..."

Luo Jingxuan's heart was screaming, it's not enough, it's not enough.

He bit it bit by bit with his teeth.

The beast in my heart seems like it will break out of its cage at any moment.

Qingyin also vaguely felt that something was wrong with Luo Jingxuan, but she didn't have the strength to push him away.

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After everything calmed down, Qingyin felt like a rag doll.

My whole body aches.

Although Luo Jingxuan stopped at the last step, what was the difference between this and that?

"It's empty." Luo Jingxuan raised his head and said with some regret in his tone.

Qingyin was both shy and angry. Her skin, which had always been fair, was now flushed, as if she had applied the brightest rouge, and she was breathtakingly beautiful.

Luo Jingxuan held her in his arms, "Be good."

At this time, Qingyin didn't know the meaning of this word "good", and thought that Luo Jingxuan was just expressing his feelings.

Later, one morning.

Qingyin went behind the screen as usual and looked at the empty bowl on the table.

And someone followed her in.

She finally understood the meaning of the word "good".

Qingyin slept in Luo Jingxuan's room last night, so she saved a bowl for the next day.

The man sat up from the bed with a satisfied look on his face, and then asked someone to bring in some water.

After washing up, Qingyin went to find the big girl in a hurry.

I saw the girl sitting properly on the edge of the bed, with empty dishes beside her.

It looks like breakfast has been delivered from the kitchen.

She sighed lightly and said with a smile, "Big girl, did you sleep well last night?"

The big girl nodded quickly, "Sister Xiaoyin, this bed is so comfortable."

She was also embarrassed to say that she had stayed in bed all day because she slept so soundly.

If the lady in the kitchen hadn't brought her food, she would probably still be sleeping.

Normally at home, she was used to getting up before dawn to do things, but this was the first time in her memory that she had a full night's sleep.

Thinking of this, she suddenly hugged Qingyin's waist and said, "Sister Xiaoyin, I really hope I can live here forever. That way, I can sleep in every day."

Qian just stopped at the door.

The two heard the sound and looked over. The eldest girl reacted first and ran over, jumping and shouting, "Mom."

Qian hugged her, gently touched her head, and said to Qingyin: "Xiaoyin, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Qingyin smiled and shook her head, "The big girl is very well behaved, I like her very much."

Qian patted the girl's head gently and said, "Go out and wait for me first. I'll talk to your aunt Xiaoyin."

The girl nodded obediently and walked outside.

Qian worriedly reminded him again, "Don't run too far."

"Mom, I know." The big girl replied.

Wait until the big girl leaves.

Qian suddenly knelt down in front of Qingyin with a plop.

Qingyin was stunned and hurried to help her.

This time, Qian stubbornly refused to get up again. She said, "Xiaoyin, I know I don't have the face to see you, let alone ask you this, but, but..."

Qingyin shook her head and used some skill to pull Qian up. "Sister-in-law, you are really embarrassing me by saying this. If you hadn't saved me back then, I would have been a pile of bones today."

Qian covered her face and started crying, feeling more and more guilty.

She just did what everyone else would do.

Qingyin pulled Qian to the bedside and asked her to sit down. She then used the water that Da Niu had used to wash herself to wet a towel and wiped her face. "Is it because of Qian Er's matter?"

Qian's body stiffened and she nodded slowly.

As for that bastard, even if we really kill him, that's what he deserves.

But, his last words softened her heart.

"He said that the child still needs him, so you softened your heart, right?" Qingyin's tone was calm, as if she was just stating a statement.

Qian nodded.

For the sake of her child, she really softened her heart.

Qingyin put the handkerchief back into the basin, "But, have you ever thought about whether the child really needs him?"

Qian's eyes widened, her face filled with confusion.

How can a child not need a father?

Qingyin continued, "You can ask the children before making a decision. Sometimes, a father brings nothing but pain to the children or their mother, so it's better not to have that father. You want to compromise for the children, but have you asked them? If they knew their mother had been unhappy for them, would they agree?"

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Are you willing?

Qian held Da Niu's hand and walked on the country road, and Qingyin's words involuntarily emerged in her mind.

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