pain

It's no wonder he has the lung capacity to sing and dance for three hours straight.

Mu Qingyan still had a lot of important things to do, so she naturally knew that the body was the capital of revolution. She paid attention to exercising when she had free time, but she still couldn't withstand Kinsley's current offensive.

Unlike the previous kisses which were completely initiated and led by her, Kinsley seemed to have taken advantage of her unpreparedness, and with the addition of Dr. Guan's episode, it was naturally not as easy for her to do so.

The vision in front of her eyes began to go black, but the arms that trapped her were still tightening. The tip of her tongue was bitten and entangled by the roots of her teeth. She was surrounded by a scorching hot breath, which was in sharp contrast to the damp and cold feeling her palms touched.

——Wet and cold?

Mu Qingyan's mind, which had a photographic memory, quickly flashed back to the moment Kinsley walked in. The corridor light shone down, and there seemed to be undried water droplets on his hat and windbreaker.

——It seems that it is raining outside again, and after the dinner, the child ran away somewhere and came back again.

If you continue like this, you will definitely catch a cold.

Mu Qingyan struggled for a moment and turned her head to avoid the other pair of lips and tongue.

"Xiaoy... um, stop for a moment..."

He succeeded briefly, but was soon caught up again and his mouth was sealed.

At such a close distance, the mist stirred up by the rising heat rose up. Kinsley closed his eyes and indulged in the long-lost kiss, obviously not hearing what she said.

All the forces were dissolved and suppressed. Mu Qingyan couldn't help feeling a little surprised. The desire to survive was finally triggered in the dangerous situation. His brain started working rapidly and he finally thought of a way to escape.

She rubbed her palm deliberately against the back of the person holding her, getting wet with the cold rain, and then she withdrew her arm and slipped it through the gap in the windbreaker.

The inner shirt was the same one she had worn to the dinner not long ago. She skillfully found the buttons and unbuttoned them. Finally, she pressed all her cold hands against the man's waist and abdomen.

"hiss--"

The place where his palm was pressed was extremely hot, and Mu Qingyan could feel Kinsley's abdominal muscles were tense because he was exerting too much force.

This collision of ice and fire is naturally more stimulating than just now.

Kinsley took a breath and was stunned for a moment, giving Mu Qingyan the opportunity to save his tongue. He quickly raised his other hand to cover it again.

"I told you to stop..."

“Yanyan…”

The sound leaked out from between the fingers, with some distortion and a bit of cuteness.

Mu Qingyan looked up while calming her breathing. With the light behind her, the handsome outline of the superstar became clearer. His sunflower eyelashes cast shadows, and his originally light brown eyes turned into a deep and untouchable darkness.

It seems that the soul that flew away has not really returned yet.

Mu Qingyan stepped forward to help him take off the wet coat, and fiddled with his wet hair:

"Xiao Yin, are you on Earth?"

Kinsley's pupils flickered, and he came back to his senses as if waking from a dream.

The voice was extremely soft, very close to my ear, and even contained a hint of a smile.

The touch on my cheek was like an electric shock, passing through the peripheral nerves to my heart, making me numb and weak.

His throat moved slightly, and even his words stuttered.

“I…I…”

Nothing like the Kinsley who actively interacted with fans on stage.

Mu Qingyan lowered her head and smiled, her hand slipped into the other person's palm and clasped it, she led the person through the living room into the inner room, and pressed him directly to sit on the bed.

I turned up the temperature, covered my head with a large bath towel, and with a little more effort, I finally managed to dry out this wet pretty head.

And someone sat upright and well-behaved, just silently letting her do whatever she wanted.

"Why aren't you talking? Are you still mad at me?"

Mu Qingyan leaned closer. Under the abundant light, the pair of eyes in front of her became extremely bright, full of her.

But there seemed to be some complicated emotions in it that made her unable to make sense of it.

One of the key issues was probably the previous concealment, so she began to explain:

"At that time... it was indeed my fault. No excuses count. I should have told you after I got out of this situation to reassure you... but after I came back, I didn't listen to you properly..."

Mu Qingyan let out a breath and her voice softened.

"Yanyan, please apologize, okay? Xiaoyin, don't be angry..."

The hand hanging by the side was suddenly grasped, and then brought to the face with clear lines.

It felt nice, so she squeezed it gently.

Kinsley's gaze was obviously relaxed, but he forced himself to look away, muttering in a muffled voice:

“Not angry…”

"Really? Xiao Yin ignored me? He didn't seem to want to see me..."

Mu Qingyan said this with a tone of grievance, which naturally caused a huge reaction.

"But I came to see you! It's obvious that you don't want to see me. You just wanted to let that Vasile in, didn't you?"

The tone of accusation was exactly the same as when he was a child, so Mu Qingyan really couldn't help but laugh.

"What's so funny? You don't care about this at all—"

"I care, I care about Xiao Yin the most. I was wrong, I shouldn't have laughed!" Mu Qingyan hurriedly coaxed, "I'm very happy that Xiao Yin came to me. You are taking the initiative to solve the problem, right? You are very brave. Our Xiao Yin has indeed grown up!"

The grown-up seemed a little stunned by the praise, blinking his eyes and nodding to himself:

"Of course we have to solve the problem. I came here because I have a lot of things to discuss with you!"

"Let's talk!"

“…”

There was an eerie silence.

"...Could you please sit down first..." Kinsley's voice was a little shaky.

"I'm sitting here. What's wrong?"

——To be honest, sitting on his lap also falls under the category of “sitting properly”, right?

But now he was not in the state of being overwhelmed by anger at the entrance just now. The person he had been thinking about day and night was only wearing a nightgown and looking at him at such a close distance. She had no makeup on, but was still incredibly beautiful.

The collar of her clothes was loosened a little due to a series of movements, and from his angle he could see all kinds of charm. The cool and smooth hair slid across the white neck and arms, and then swept across his face as the other party deliberately leaned towards him, and his heart seemed to be itching.

——How could this be an atmosphere suitable for a conversation?

Kinsley's back teeth were about to break, and finally, as if in compromise, he hugged the person on his legs tightly, rubbed his shoulder and said helplessly:

"Why are you always like this... It's too much..."

One was willing to fight and the other was willing to be forced. They put their foreheads together and looked at each other for a while, then suddenly laughed. They had finally gotten over the quarrel and could talk normally.

"Yanyan... I'm sorry, are you angry with me too? That day... you were clearly injured and ran out of the hospital to find me, and I knew nothing, and I still said those words..."

Mu Qingyan shook his head:

"How could that be? I said I would never be mad at you."

"I even threw a cup and kicked over a chair... Oh, and I told you to go back by yourself!" Kinsley's tone was filled with regret and self-blame, as if recalling his own excessive behavior over a month ago. "Oh my God, what am I doing? I'm sorry, Yanyan, I'm sorry!"

"Shh...it's okay, it's my fault for hiding this from you..."

"My sister said your injury was very serious. When I came over a few days ago, I was almost scared to death when I saw you like that. You couldn't even hear me..."

"I know... Fortunately, you are here..."

"When you were a kid, you couldn't take medicine when you had a fever. Of course I remember that—ah, did you know I was here?"

"Of course I know, I know everything." Mu Qingyan touched Kinsley's nose with her lips, then slowly moved down, "Including the fact that you accompanied me to take a cold bath and kissed me secretly..."

The big star, who had exposed everything, had his cheeks suddenly turned red. After a scream, he chased after Mu Qingyan and bit her lips and rubbed them.

——There’s nothing we can do, it’s because his Yanyan has so many magical powers!

Mu Qingyan cooperated with the kiss for a while, and when Kinsley was not paying attention, she pushed him down on the bed.

The shirt buttons she opened at the entrance only revealed Kinsley's lower abdomen, but she felt it was not enough, so she pinched the hem and pulled hard.

From the high position, Kinsley's entire upper body was exposed to Mu Qingyan, including the scars that started from below the collarbone and spread to the chest and side ribs.

The old and the new alternate, densely packed.

What I learned from Xu Lanxi and the surveillance footage from Infinity headquarters was indeed different from what I saw with my own eyes.

Mu Qingyan also had a lot of injuries, and knew how painful it was when those wounds fell on her. But when they fell on Kinsley, the piercing pain seemed only slightly less than lingchi.

——It’s all her fault…

The intense pain made her vision blurry, but she had no strength in her hands to dispel the discomfort.

No matter how slow Kinsley was lying on the bed, he realized that something was wrong. The charming atmosphere was gone. The person sitting astride him had a frown on his face, and a gloomy look on his face. The hand holding the corner of his shirt was squeezing tighter and tighter, and his slender fingers turned white. Mu Qingyan was shaking all over.

"Yanyan...what's wrong..."

In an instant, he reacted——

Because of these wounds.

He stood up at an extremely fast speed and pulled the person into his arms, rubbing his hands randomly on the person's back and arms, and cold sweat broke out.

"Yanyan...don't be like this...don't be like this, I'm fine...Yanyan, please talk to me..."

He held the cheeks of the person in his arms with shaking hands, kissing and coaxing her, but Mu Qingyan seemed to be struggling with himself, as if blocking out everything. His extraordinary brain was now trapped in some terrible memories. His eyes were filled with sadness, then intense hatred, and he kept muttering:

"I shouldn't have left Xiao Yin behind... It's my fault... I left him alone... I..."

Kinsley understood what she was talking about, and because he understood, he felt even more uncomfortable and overwhelmed.

"Yanyan, you didn't abandon me... I'm back... I came to find you..."

"I will kill them... I will definitely kill them... one by one... No one will be able to escape..."

"I know...Yanyan is the best...I will accompany Yanyan...Please wake up...Wake up and look at me..."

Kinsley used all his strength when hugging the person, and didn't care whether he would hurt the person or not.

From physical to psychological, the pain that lasted for 8 years was too heavy. After he and Yanyan met again, they did avoid this topic intentionally or unintentionally. Whether they pretended not to know each other or recognized each other again, it was all achieved naturally but confusedly due to their tacit understanding.

But as expected, all the forbearance eventually turned into a knife stabbing at the two of them——

Mu Qingyan was in pain just now when he saw Kinsley's layers of injuries, and Kinsley was in pain now when he saw Mu Qingyan's terrible mental state.

Tears flowed down his thin cheeks and mixed with the sweat on the forehead of the person in his arms. Kinsley seemed to have returned to many years ago, when he was a little boy holding the unconscious Mu Qingyan, looking desperate and helpless.

He prayed aloud as he had then:

"Father... please save her..."