Chapter 75 Husband, I Want to Kiss You
Qi An and Shen Xingchen rushed over immediately.
When I squeezed into the crowd, I found that Sang Muye was fighting with two fugitives.
And Shen Xingli was protected closely behind him.
The fugitive had a knife in his hand and stabbed Sang Muye in the chest.
At the same time, another fugitive attacked Shen Xingli behind him.
Sang Muye ignored the knife stabbing towards him and turned around to kick the fugitive who attacked Shen Xingli.
Then, he held Shen Xingli in his arms, turned around beautifully, and kicked another person.
The people around screamed in fear.
The fugitive had a knife in his hand, and no one dared to step forward to help.
Qi An and Shen Xingchen dropped what they were holding and rushed towards the two fugitives.
After a fight, the fugitive was arrested.
Sang Muye looked Shen Xingli up and down, his voice nervous, "Li Li, are you hurt?"
Shen Xingli's face turned pale and he shook his head at him.
With tears in her eyes and a trembling voice, she said, "Husband."
"Don't be afraid, it's okay."
Sang Muye held her tightly in his arms.
The big hand kept stroking her head.
Shen Xingli lay in his arms, trembling all over, tears streaming down her cheeks unknowingly.
Her mind was filled with the image of the gangster stabbing Sang Muye with a knife.
If it weren't for his agility and his great kung fu skills, neither of them would have escaped.
No matter how stupid she was, she could see that the criminals were coming for Sang Muye.
Judging from their ferocious looks, they wanted to die with him.
Thinking of this, Shen Xingli felt a little scared.
She didn't know how many times Sang Muye had experienced such sudden attacks alone in the past days.
I don’t know how many times he has been injured.
How did he manage to survive those days when he was on the edge of a knife?
The criminals were arrested and they went to the police station to record their statements.
After returning home, Sang Muye asked Shen Xingli to go back to the room to take a shower.
He stayed alone in the living room facing the Shen family.
Last time because of the kidnapping incident, he promised Mr. Shen that he would never let Shen Xingli suffer any harm again.
But not long after, the terrible incident happened again.
He felt that he had failed to live up to the Shen family's trust in him.
He spoke first: "Dad, Mom, it's my fault that Li Li was frightened this time. You can punish me however you want, but please don't let Li Li leave me."
Seeing how nervous he was, Father Shen immediately comforted him, "This is not your fault. Besides, Li Li is not injured. Don't blame yourself too much. Go upstairs and take a shower. I see blood on your back. Treat the wound first."
Mother Shen also soothed her softly, "Yes, Muye, don't blame yourself too much. You've done very well. Lili is not a flower in a greenhouse. She can handle this little shock. Just go up and comfort her."
Hearing these words, Sang Muye looked at Mr. and Mrs. Shen with guilt.
He said in a deep voice, "Thank you, Dad. Thank you, Mom. I'll go upstairs to see Li Li."
After saying that, he bowed to Shen's parents and went upstairs.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Shen Xingli standing at the door with a small medicine box in her arms.
Seeing him come in, she immediately pulled his wrist and walked inside: "Your back is bleeding, take off your clothes, I'll apply some medicine for you."
Seeing that she had returned to normal, Sang Muye's tense heart finally settled down.
He hugged Shen Xingli in his arms and bent down to kiss her between the eyebrows.
His eyes were fiery and his voice was low and hoarse.
"I'm sorry to have frightened you."
"I'm fine. Take care of the wound quickly. It will get infected if left untreated for a long time."
"No, I'll just take a shower later."
When Sang Muye saw Shen Xingli trying to help him take off his clothes, he instinctively stepped back.
It seemed as if there was something shameful about him.
This is not the first time Shen Xingli has felt this way.
Every time they were intimate together, Sang Muye liked to dim the lights.
When we took a shower together in the bathroom, I never let her see my back.
Shen Xingli thought of a possibility.
She looked at him tenderly: "Sang Muye."
She called out softly.
The shout made Sang Muye's heart tremble.
He looked at her with deep eyes: "It's not that I don't want you to help, it's that I don't want you to see things you shouldn't see."
Hearing this, Shen Xingli felt a sharp pain in his heart.
It was just as she expected.
She looked up at him and said in a calm voice, "I want to see it, can I?"
Sang Muye held her big hands tighter.
His voice was a little hoarse: "Li Li, it will scare you."
"I'm not afraid. You're my husband. We should be honest with each other, right?"
After saying that, she unbuttoned Sang Muye's shirt without waiting for his response.
Cold fingertips touched hot skin.
Sang Muye's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.
He clenched his fists tightly.
He lowered his eyes and watched Shen Xingli take off his clothes.
Revealing his strong and powerful body.
Shen Xingli slowly walked behind him, and when her eyes fell on Sang Muye's broad and thin back, she was still frightened.
Although she had already prepared herself mentally.
But she didn't expect the situation to be worse than she imagined.
Sang Muye's back was covered with scars.
Dense whip marks piled up layer upon layer, covering the entire back.
It's shocking and frightening to watch.
Shen Xingli instantly remembered what Sang Yu had said to her.
She said that Sang Muye broke Sang Jinnian's thigh and was hung up and beaten by Old Man Sang.
He was not given any food for three days and three nights.
She didn't know how many times Sang Muye had experienced this kind of beating when he was a child.
It is not difficult to guess from the scars on the back that the previous scars have not healed yet and new ones have appeared.
This is the superposition effect.
Shen Xingli's fingertips couldn't help but tremble slightly, and tears had already slid down her cheeks.
She suppressed her emotions, slowly squeezed out a little ointment, put it on her finger, and then gently applied it on Sang Muye's wound.
With every application, her heart ached.
She didn't know whether anyone gave Sang Muye medicine when he was injured before.
There shouldn't be any.
Otherwise the scar wouldn't be so shocking.
This time the wound was not serious, just a cut.
Shen Xingli quickly treated the wound.
She put down the ointment and couldn't help but hug Sang Muye's thin waist from behind.
The tear-stained little face was pressed tightly against his scarred back.
The hot lips kissed again and again.
With every kiss, a tear fell from her eyes.
Tears slowly flowed down the uneven scar.
Sang Muye felt something was wrong and called out softly, "Li Li."
Shen Xingli choked and uttered a "hmm".
"Did it scare you?"
Shen Xingli lay on his back without saying a word, just crying.
She could even imagine in her mind the scene of Sang Muye sitting alone in a dark corner, covered in wounds.
At that time, his psychological pain must have been more serious than his physical pain.
Sang Muye slowly pried her hands apart.
He turned around and held her in his arms.
He bent down and kissed her eyes, then soothed her softly, "No matter how much I've suffered in the past, fate has allowed me to meet you. I think God is still very partial to me."
Shen Xingli looked up at him.
The tearful eyes showed an unconcealable heartache.
Her lips twitched a few times, and she said in a hoarse voice, "Husband."
"Um?"
"I want to kiss you."
After saying that, she stood on tiptoe, put her arms around Sang Muye's neck, tilted her head back and kissed his lips.
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