Lu Jing looked at her red eyes and pitiful appearance, and sneered, "Why are you crying? Aren't you very brave?"
Zhou Qian bit her lip and turned away from him.
Lu Jing looked at her for two seconds, pulled out a dart from the wall behind her, squatted down and cut the rope on her feet first, then on her hands.
Zhou Qian was tied up straight for several hours. After being untied, he felt weak and his numb legs lost all feeling. He could only stand with the help of Lu Jing.
Lu Jing held her in his arms with one hand and took off his coat with the other hand and put it on her.
His clothes were large and long, just reaching her thighs. He must have smoked a lot when he came, and the smell of cigarettes on his clothes covered the pleasant cedar scent.
Zhou Qian felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart. She didn't dare to explore it and just thought it was an illusion caused by being fragile and helpless.
"Come in." Lu Jing suddenly said something inexplicably.
Then she saw several men coming in from the door. Two of them were people Zhou Qian had seen when she was imprisoned in the countryside. One was Maotou and the other she couldn't remember the name of.
"Sister-in-law, are you okay?" Maotou came up and showed concern for her.
Zhou Qian was quite touched, but... who was his sister-in-law?
"What are you yelling about!" Lu Jing slapped Maotou on the head, but of course he didn't really slap him.
Maotou looked confused. He pointed at Zhou Qian and then at Lu Jing. His eyes seemed to say: You two are like this, and you are still my sister-in-law?
Zhou Qian explained awkwardly, "He and I are not what you think."
Maotou seemed to suddenly understand, "Oh, I see, you can only call me sister-in-law after you are married."
Zhou Qian, “…”
Lu Jing, "..."
Another one stepped forward and asked, "Brother Jing, what are these people doing?"
Lu Jing's face darkened. "The man's eyes were damaged, and the woman's face was disfigured."
After saying that, he carried Zhou Qian out of the villa.
Zhou Qian's highly tense nerves had not yet completely relaxed. Besides feeling weak, his temples were also throbbing with pain on both sides.
Lu Jing held her in his arms. She didn't even have the strength to resist and fell asleep on his shoulder.
When Zhou Qian regained consciousness, she was lying in the bathtub. Lu Jing was bathing her. Her head hurt so much that it felt like it was about to explode. She didn't even have time to feel ashamed and fell asleep again.
Lu Jing gave her a bath and put her on the bed. The antipyretic medicine he had asked someone to buy had just arrived. He read the instructions, took two pills and fed them to her.
Zhou Qian had many injuries of varying sizes on her body. Lu Jing began to apply medicine on her, and her jawline was tense the whole time.
In fact, it was Lu Qianqian who caused trouble for Zhou Qian last night. Afterwards, he asked someone to teach Lu Qianqian a lesson, making Lu Qianqian mistakenly believe that it was Zhou Qian who did it.
After applying medicine to Zhou Qian, Lu Jing turned off the lights, leaned against the head of the bed, and applied two ice packs to her face.
After a while, a ringtone suddenly rang in the silence. It was Zhou Qian's cell phone.
Lu Jing took it, took a look at it, and turned off the phone immediately.
A minute later, his cell phone rang too. It was the same number, and Lu Jing did the same thing.
…
At eleven o'clock in the evening, Zhou Qian's fever subsided and she was sweating. Lu Jing wiped her body with a towel and carried her to another bedroom to sleep.
At two o'clock in the morning, Lu Jing was awakened by the small stove in his arms. He groped in the dark and found Zhou Qian's forehead, which was terribly hot.
He woke up immediately, got out of bed and fed her the medicine.
Zhou Qian didn't know if he was confused by the burn or had a nightmare. He kept muttering anxiously, "No... No..."
"Zhou Qian...Zhou Qian?" Lu Jing called her twice.
Zhou Qian grabbed his hand and murmured unconsciously, "Brother Xiaolu...Brother Xiaolu..."
Lu Jing's body stiffened, his dark pupils shrank, and the color of his eyes that fell on Zhou Qian's face was terrifyingly deep.
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”
"Brother Xiaolu...I'm sorry..."
Zhou Qian kept repeating these two sentences with sobs, and two lines of tears rolled down the corners of his eyes and fell onto the pillow.
Lu Jing's expression grew increasingly gloomy, with the corners of his mouth pressed into a straight line.
Didn't she say she had no regrets? Why was she saying "I'm sorry" again?
Or is it that she has always felt guilty and just doesn't want to face that incident again?
Lu Jing wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, moved his hand down, pinched her chin, and gritted his teeth, "Zhou Yiyi, do you know that I wish I could strangle you to death?"
"Ugh...it hurts..." Zhou Qian whimpered in pain.
"Do you feel the pain too?" Lu Jing moved closer, almost touching her lips. "Then do you know how much pain you've caused me?"
Zhou Qian did not react, but kept his eyes tightly closed. His breathing was a little heavy because of the severe fever.
Lu Jing was filled with hatred. His gaze moved from her eyes to her nose, and then to her red lips, where he bit them.
"Hmm..." Zhou Qian let out a moan.
Lu Jing didn't let her go, and the nibbling turned into a kiss. Zhou Qian had difficulty breathing at first, but then she kissed him back in a daze.
Lu Jing's body tensed up, and he lifted the quilt from her body and deepened the kiss.
After kissing for an unknown amount of time, Lu Jing suddenly stopped, held her for a while, and then got up and went outside to smoke.
Lu Jing sat on the floor in front of the French window. After smoking a few cigarettes, the heat in his body dissipated. He took out a rope from his arms, and a round pendant was hung on the rope.
He gently bent the pendant, and it opened, revealing a emerald green jade pendant.
Lu Jing held the jade pendant in his hand, stroking it gently as if it were a beloved treasure.
…
When Zhou Qian woke up, the first thing she saw was the man's chest. Then, looking up, she saw his collarbone and Adam's apple...
His confused mind recalled the night before. It was Lu Jing who rescued Lu Qianqian, took her away, and helped her take a bath.
Later, she seemed to have many dreams. She dreamed that someone told her to take medicine, and in her dreams, her face became very cold for some reason.
She dreamed of her brother the little deer again. They played together like before, but for some reason, the little deer brother's face suddenly turned into Lu Jing's face.
Lu Jing stared at her with a ferocious look on his face, wanting to take her away. He also kissed her forcibly and bit her mouth so hard that it hurt.
Zhou Qian subconsciously raised her hand and touched her lips. She felt a pain and frowned.
Isn’t this a dream?
She looked up at the sleeping man, not wanting to disturb him, and gently moved out of his arms.
However... the next moment, the man domineeringly grabbed it back.
"Zhou Yiyi, you are alive again, aren't you?" Lu Jing said in a fierce tone.
Zhou Qian was shocked. She turned around with a pale face and found that Lu Jing had not opened his eyes yet. His furrowed brows revealed his displeasure.
Zhou Qian looked at his face, which gradually overlapped with the childish face in his mind, and his eyes became hot.
After a long moment, she opened her lips and spoke in a steady voice, "Lu Jing, what did you call me just now?"
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