Chapter 76
It will threaten people.
Jiang Qiao got a little angry and couldn't help but say, "It's not like I won't give it to you. I won't let you do this..."
"What's wrong with me?" Lu Xun was amused. He lowered his head slightly and got closer to her. He could smell the fragrance from the girl's neck.
Jiang Qiao suddenly froze, and then realized the danger. She stared at Lu Xun's handsome face, who was very close to her, and reached out to push him: "You, don't get so close to me..."
Before her hand touched the man, it was tightly grasped and pressed against his firm, heaving chest.
Lu Xun held her fingers tightly, not allowing her to pull away.
Through his clothes, Jiang Qiao could feel the beating heart under his palm.
The heartbeats connect with each other, the air condenses, and the sound of heartbeats can be heard. Over a certain period of time, they gradually become consistent.
The faint breathing became scorching hot. Jiang Qiao finally couldn't help but turn her head away. The man kissed the air, and his hot lips rubbed her cheek slowly twice.
Lu Xun's voice was deep and affirmative: "You are afraid of me."
Jiang Qiao's breathing stagnated.
Lu Xun asked: "Jiang Qiao, why are you afraid of me?"
"…………I didn't." Jiang Qiao said after a while, and the fingers on his chest curled up slightly.
Lu Xun was speechless and stared at her quietly.
Jiang Qiao exerted a little more force and easily pulled her hand away this time. She bit her lip and said, "Lu Xun, stop teasing me. It's not fun at all."
What did Lu Xun take her for?
If you want to hug me, hug me; if you want to kiss me, kiss me; if you want to give me the cold shoulder, give me the cold shoulder.
She had dumped Lu Xun before. Although she was also forced by the mission, she did not feel wronged. No matter what the reason was, she had done it.
Therefore, if Lu Xun wanted to take revenge, she would have no complaints, but she could not accept Lu Xun's subtle provocation.
Frivolous and indifferent.
The boy who used to blush when hearing a love word can now tease her easily. Jiang Qiao can't accept it.
"I will pay you back what I owe you. There's no need for you to... do this." Jiang Qiao said, suppressing the bitterness in his heart.
Lu Xun's face suddenly turned cold, and he clenched his hands on his side. Veins bulged from using too much force, and he tried his best to suppress his emotions: "Give it back to me?"
"Jiang Qiao, you will never be able to repay what you owe me in your entire life," he said cruelly, enunciating each word.
It felt like being hit by a dull hammer, and even every breath was filled with pain. Jiang Qiao blinked slowly, his eyes gradually turned red, and a tear rolled down his cheek.
She turned around and walked towards the door without saying a word. Lu Xun followed her with a fierce look in his eyes: "Did I let you go?"
"Get out of the way." Jiang Qiao stared at him stubbornly with red eyes.
Lu Xun didn't say anything, nor did he show any intention of giving in. Looking closely, one could see that the fingers on his sides were trembling slightly, a sign of nervousness.
The atmosphere became tense. Jiang Qiao was sad and angry. She was so angry that she pushed Lu Xun without caring about anything.
An unknown emotion flashed across Lu Xun's eyes. After a few seconds, he took a few steps back and bumped into the cabinet, causing the oil painting on it to fall. He reacted quickly and pulled Jiang Qiao into his arms.
The wooden frame of the painting hit him hard on the back, and Jiang Qiao only heard a suppressed groan.
She was stunned, then she came to her senses and immediately pulled herself out of Lu Xun's arms. She looked at him helplessly, "Where did you get hit? Is it serious? Let's go to the hospital..."
The girl's face was full of undisguised nervousness. She took the man's hand and
Lu Xun paused, lowered his eyes, hiding the emotions in his eyes, and said, "It's okay, no need to go to the hospital."
"That won't do! Let's go and see—"
“I don’t want to go…” Lu Xun pursed his lips and said, “There is ointment at home, just apply it.”
Jiang Qiao had no choice but to look for some ointment in the medicine box.
In the bedroom,
Lu Xun sat on the bed, his dark eyes calm. His back was burning with pain, but he seemed not to feel it.
There should be bruises, the more obvious the injury, the better. A hint of darkness flashed across Lu Xun's eyes.
There was a sound of footsteps, and he restrained his expression. In an instant, his eyebrows were filled with suppressed pain.
"I found it!" Jiang Qiao hurried into the bedroom with a bottle of ointment and a few plasters in his hand.
"The wound is on your back, I can't apply it there." Lu Xun looked at the thing in her hand in embarrassment.
Jiang Qiao's heart tightened. The person was injured because of her. She couldn't just ignore it.
"You, take off your clothes and let me see." Jiang Qiao tried his best to make his tone natural.
Lu Xun was unusually obedient and unbuttoned his black shirt.
He has a good figure, the typical one that shows skinny when dressed and muscular when undressed, with firm and smooth muscle lines, and a mermaid line that flows perfectly down his abdomen.
Jiang Qiao's face turned red almost instantly, and he looked away to cover it up. His eyes were moist and he pretended to be calm: "You, you turn around."
Lu Xun turned around. His back was broad and thick, with distinct grooves. Every muscle was eye-catching as if it was carved out.
At this moment, there was a large area of redness and swelling on the broad back, and some areas were even bruised and purple, which made people feel severe pain at a glance.
Jiang Qiao's heart tightened, and he breathed softly. He squeezed out a little ointment, rubbed it to warm it up, and applied it to the purple area as gently as possible.
"Does it hurt?" she asked nervously.
Lu Xun shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."
Jiang Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and quickened his pace. Then he heard the man groan.
Is Lu Xun so squeamish now?
Jiang Qiao didn't have time to think about it and quickly slowed down.
It took Jiang Qiao more than half an hour to apply the ointment. His hands were sore. He gently kneaded his sore wrists and said, "Okay, don't put on your clothes yet. Wait for the ointment to be absorbed, then you can put on your clothes."
Lu Xun said “hmm” softly.
The room fell silent again, and Jiang Qiao didn't know what to say.
After a while, Lu Xun spoke, his voice unclear: "Are you still angry?"
“………………Yeah.” Jiang Qiao told the truth.
She was not stupid. It was true that she felt guilty about Lu Xun getting hurt, but she was also really angry before, and the two could not offset each other.
"I don't think I said anything wrong." Lu Xun said indifferently.
Jiang Qiao got angry immediately. Seeing the bruises on the man's back, she pressed him down again and said stiffly, "Whatever you want."
The mouth was on Lu Xun's body, and she couldn't control it.
Jiang Qiao's eyes turned red with anger. She turned away and didn't look at him. Lu Xun stared at her back, his lips moved, but he remained silent in the end.
Lu Xun didn't want to lie to Jiang Qiao, he really felt that he had said nothing wrong.
It was Jiang Qiao who provoked him first. Whether he really liked her or it was just a false love, he could convince himself to accept it.
There is only one thing: Jiang Qiao cannot leave.
This game was started by Jiang Qiao, and once it started, he would not allow anyone to end it.
Jiang Qiao will have to spend his whole life to repay what he owes him.
Xiao Lu, the pretender, the green tea guy,
What should I do if my wife is angry? It’s okay. Just act pitiful when you get hurt. It doesn’t hurt, not at all.
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