True to her word, Feng Guang got off him, lay down on the inside of the bed with her back to him, said "Goodnight," and then closed her eyes.
Mo Qing waited for a while, and seeing that she seemed to really intend to get away with it, his brow twitched. He sat up from the bed, stared at her back for a moment, and then picked up the person who was pretending to be asleep. "You're scared."
"No, no!" Feng Guang opened her eyes, shook her head, and then threw herself into his arms, burying her face in his chest. "I wasn't scared at all!"
“It’s understandable that you’re afraid.” He looked down at the top of her head and gently put his arm around her waist. “My body is much more terrifying than my face.”
"It's not because of that!" She looked up and saw him staring intently at her. She pursed her lips shyly and whispered, "I'm afraid of pain..."
Mo Qing paused. He knew medicine, so he naturally knew what she meant by pain. He lowered his head slightly, kissed her forehead, and said softly, "Sleep."
Feng Guang dared not sleep. She tugged at his sleeve and asked cautiously, "Are you angry?"
"No." Originally, he only wanted to tease her. Taking her before the wedding would have been a very irresponsible thing for her.
To everyone's surprise, Feng Guang's face was filled with conflict. Finally, she bit her lip, as if she had made a major decision, and reached out to start tearing off his clothes. Her resolute expression made people mistakenly think that she was going to the execution ground.
Mo Qing grabbed her hand and said helplessly, "I don't need you to prove anything."
"I need it!" Feng Guang uttered three simple and decisive words, then forcefully pulled open his collar, revealing a large expanse of his chest. On the skin of that chest were still ugly and terrifying scars, and she suddenly dared not touch him.
She was a pampered young lady from the Xia family, when had she ever seen anything so terrifying? Mo Qing raised his hand to cover her eyes and said softly, "If you're scared, don't look."
"I'm not scared." Grasping the hand that was covering his eyes, Feng Guang's voice was tinged with pain. "I'm just... I'm just worried you'll be in pain. Mo Qing, are you still in pain?"
Her fingers gently touched the marks on his body, her carefulness as if she were handling a fragile treasure.
Mo Qing's lips moved slightly, but no sound came out. After a moment, he pulled her into his arms and sighed softly in her ear.
"Why are you sighing?" she asked in his arms. "Did I hurt you?"
“No.” He kissed her ear and said softly, “I stopped feeling pain a long time ago.”
Her face was pressed against his chest, and she could hear his steady and strong heartbeat. A sense of security suddenly arose within her, and she suddenly felt even more at ease. "Mo Qing... why were you injured?"
"I was injured by accident while dealing with a dangerous person on the orders of the patriarch."
"Did you kill that dangerous person?"
"That person is dead, but I didn't kill him."
Feng Guang kissed the uneven skin on his chest and chuckled softly, "That's good."
He gently stroked the top of her head, and his body stiffened briefly when she kissed him.
She looked up, her bright, smiling eyes saying, "It's good that you're still alive."
"It is indeed very good." Mo Qing's lips curled up slightly, and he grabbed her chin with one hand, kissing her lips again, lips he could never get enough of.
It's only fair to lose something before gaining something precious. If losing a perfect body was just to meet her, then in Mo Qing's eyes at this moment, the price was nothing.
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