56 Want to be on top
◎I’m afraid he’ll feel good if I bite him!◎
Jiang Suiyun's stay in the hospital during these few days was peaceful.
She only had some minor injuries on her body, which had almost healed.
Because of this incident, our original plan to leave early for the competition was delayed.
Jiang Suiyun told Teacher Wen on VX.
Wen Yin didn't expect that such a vicious incident would happen in the exhibition hall. She herself has a daughter, and she was very angry when she learned that Jiang Suiyun was not only kidnapped but also injured.
The facilities in the exhibition hall are quite old, with many blind spots in surveillance, and there are indeed many hidden dangers.
She called directly via video and comforted Jiang Suiyun, telling her not to worry, that there were two semi-finals at different time periods, and she could sign up for the one with a slightly longer time. She asked Jiang Suiyun to recuperate for a while and also sent her scar removal ointment.
Finally, we contacted the person in charge of the exhibition hall to install surveillance.
Jiang Suiyun originally wanted to refuse. In fact, her injuries were not serious and the chance of leaving scars was not high.
But Teacher Wen was quite persistent, so she accepted it.
Teacher Wen: [Xiao Jiang, if you have any questions, please tell me. Don't be polite. By the way, do you need me to find you a psychologist? I have an old classmate who works as a psychologist in H City. He's quite reliable.]
Jiang Suiyun didn't react at first, but after a pause he remembered that it is common for people to suffer psychological trauma after such kidnappings.
After all, it would be a lie to say she wasn't scared of being kidnapped. She was indeed quite scared at the beginning.
Fortunately, He Chifeng arrived in time.
Moreover, the police also arranged psychological counseling the next day after he was admitted to the hospital.
She has no major problems now.
He immediately refused. Teacher Wen was still very insistent, but after Jiang Suiyun explained, he no longer insisted.
But at the end, I still felt uneasy and reminded him: "If you need it, don't hesitate and don't feel any psychological burden."
[The ointment should be applied three times a day. It is very effective. Don’t forget to apply it.]
When Jiang Suiyun saw the message, a warm feeling suddenly surged in his heart.
Warm.
In fact, during the two years in Beijing, because of He Linchuan, she lost contact with many of her former teachers, including friends, and even Shen Lan was added later.
She was a little uncomfortable with Wen Yin's concern at the moment.
She edited and trimmed a long paragraph, and finally sent out four words: [Thank you, teacher.]
Jiang Suiyun opened the ointment and applied it to his wound which had healed to a pale pink color.
The ointment was rubbed into the fingertips and became warm.
…
At noon, the nurse finished her ward rounds.
Jiang Suiyun sat beside He Chifeng's bed and peeled an apple.
The fruit knife turned steadily in her hand, and the fruit peel became a long strip.
He Chifeng leaned against the head of the bed, looking unhappy, as if someone owed him eight million.
Jiang Suiyun pretended not to notice anything and avoided looking at the man.
Recently, she has been having a headache being stuck between two wards.
He Linchuan's injury was caused by her, and she felt guilty for leaving him alone.
If he went over there, He Chifeng would make a fuss again.
But in the past two days, Assistant Chen has been busy more and more frequently.
After repeating this several times, Jiang Suiyun sensed something was wrong.
She suspected that He Linchuan also understood her psychology.
But maybe what he said last time worked, and He Linchuan did nothing these times for the first time ever.
Jiang Suiyun was surprised, but at the same time felt relieved. It would be best if He Linchuan could figure it out on his own.
As for He Chifeng, he has good physical fitness.
The wounds have almost healed now, and I can get out of bed occasionally, but I still can't make any big movements.
He Chifeng's eyes drifted over from time to time, and he became even more unhappy when he found that Jiang Suiyun didn't pay any attention to him.
I cried so hard for him when we were on the mountain before.
Now she didn't even look at him.
Thinking of those posts I read out of boredom these past two days...
He Chifeng slammed the water cup onto the table next to him with a loud "bang".
It turned out that Jiang Suiyun still didn't look up.
His Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was like a taut string: "Jiang Suiyun."
"Um?"
Jiang Suiyun focused on the apple in his hand, and was just one step away from getting a complete peel.
"...We." He Chifeng's tone was a little irritable, as if he found it difficult to speak, but also as if he had been planning this for a long time, "...Let's end that relationship."
When Jiang Suiyun heard this and saw the man's red ears, she could almost guess what He Chifeng wanted to say.
He paused, and the apple peel broke.
"End what? The apple will be peeled soon."
As soon as these words came out, He Chifeng's face immediately darkened.
Jiang Suiyun is not stupid, so she can naturally see that He Chifeng's current liking for her is at least one level higher than his previous good impression.
But she chose to play dumb.
"Be good, I'll get you a bowl and cut up the pieces."
During this time, she had become adept at stroking his fur, and most of the time, he was easy to coax.
The skill has a cooldown time and is not always useful.
For example, now.
Veins popped up on He Chifeng's forehead. He suddenly grabbed her hand, his eyes burning with fire. "You clearly know what I'm talking about...end our bed-partner relationship! I don't want to just sleep with you anymore."
As soon as these words were spoken, the air fell silent.
Jiang Suiyun's mind raced: "...So what do you want to do? Play cards? Or just chat?"
She was helpless, feeling that this person was like a child throwing a tantrum.
Some time ago, he said that it was impossible for him to like her, saying that she was pestering his brother. Now he likes her on the spur of the moment, and it may be because she went to T He Linchuan's place, and he felt competitive.
Jiang Suiyun took all these words as jokes. She lightly touched the edge of the gauze wrapped around He Chifeng with her fingertips, signaling him to be careful, and then tried to break free.
This stubborn attitude made He Chifeng very angry.
What's that expression on her face?
Do you think he's joking?
He gritted his teeth: "No, it's all!"
"So what do you want to do?"
Jiang Suiyun asked deliberately, she was betting that this young master would be too proud to say anything.
He Chifeng never thought that there would be a day when he would feel awkward. It was like this person was deliberately teasing him. He was a little annoyed because no one had ever dared to treat him like this.
But when he looked up and met the woman's smiling eyes, he couldn't help but feel a slight itch in his heart, making him want to hold Jiang Suiyun in his arms and kiss her. In an instant, all the angry words were stuck in his throat.
Jiang Suiyun knew it, she smiled and said, "I'll go get the bowl."
Seeing the person about to leave, he suddenly pulled her closer, with a look of desperation: "I want to be your man! A serious relationship, not a one-night stand relationship! You did this on purpose, didn't you?! Do you understand now?"
Jiang Suiyun originally wanted to fool the person, but he didn't expect that he would push the other person into a corner and just say it out loud!
And he said it so bluntly.
She looked at He Chifeng's red ears and his forcedly fierce eyes, and her heart softened.
But he still pretended to be stupid: "Didn't you say before that it was impossible for you to like me? Actually, our relationship now is pretty good, a life-long friendship."
Isn't this quite intimate?
"not good."
He Chifeng laughed, completely forgetting that he had previously thought that he would dump Jiang Suiyun when he got tired of her.
All he could think about now was Jiang Suiyun, and he had no intention of giving him a legitimate status at all.
Not at all.
She doesn't like him at all.
Just want to have some fun.
He Chifeng stared at her intently. His previous desperate words temporarily cured his stubbornness. "If you don't like me, why did you bandage me? Why did you give me a pendant? Why did you cry so sadly when I was injured?"
He Chifeng became more and more angry as he spoke, and finally said angrily: "Are you still thinking about my brother!?"
He was young, rich, physically strong, and not badly skilled, and didn't she like him later on? He couldn't think of any other reason why she would reject him except that he was his brother.
"My brother is so old, how can he have as much time as I do? His hardware..."
Jiang Suiyun's face almost burned as he listened to his increasingly outrageous words. He quickly interrupted: "Shut up! What nonsense are you talking about!"
The rage and grievance that were churning in He Chifeng's heart mixed together and turned into a more direct resentment.
He grasped Jiang Suiyun's wrist tightly and pulled her into his arms without giving her any chance to refuse. Jiang Suiyun was caught off guard. She let out a low cry and subconsciously struggled to retreat.
"hiss--"
He Chifeng immediately gasped, his brows furrowed, and even his voice sounded a little weak, as if he was in great pain. "Don't move... You're pulling the wound... It hurts."
As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Suiyun's struggles froze instantly and he dared not move anymore.
After all, He Chifeng was actually quite able to endure pain. She had never heard him cry out in pain during this period of time. If he said it hurt, it must have hurt a lot.
Her body was slightly tense, and her tone was anxious and annoyed: "Let go, take off your clothes, and let me see if the wound is broken."
"No." He Chifeng became more and more aggressive and buried his face in her neck. He smelled the faint fragrance on Jiang Suiyun's body, and heard her caring words, and his mood instantly brightened.
He put his forearm behind the woman and held her waist.
Before Jiang Suiyun could react, his chin was lifted up.
A scorching kiss fell, as if in revenge for her "playing dumb" behavior just now. This kiss was unquestionably strong.
But because the force was deliberately light, it felt more lingering.
Jiang Suiyun was trapped in his arms, concerned about his injuries.
She didn't even dare to tilt her head too hard and could only passively endure the kiss.
A vague protest came from his throat: "Ugh... He Chifeng!"
There was a triumphant smile in the man's eyes. While she didn't dare to resist, his hands started to become dishonest again. The hand that was originally around her waist began to slide down quietly.
Jiang Suiyun shuddered all over and suddenly came to his senses. He grabbed his groping hand and shouted at him with an unsteady breath, "Where are you putting your hand?"
He Chifeng didn't feel anything was wrong. He breathed heavily, but he confidently turned the tables and said, "My hands have their own ideas, and I can't control them."
He held Jiang Suiyun's hand, intertwined their fingers, raised it to his mouth and gently bit her knuckles, and the look in his eyes was burning.
"You..." Jiang Suiyun's cheeks flushed with anger at his twisted logic, but the tingling sensation from her fingertips also caused her heartbeat to become unbalanced. She wanted to pull her hand back, "You scoundrel!"
But he was held down by He Chifeng.
"So what?" The man chuckled and lowered his head to kiss her lips again. His voice was blurred between his lips and teeth, full of possessiveness.
Jiang Suiyun was kissed until her whole body went limp. All her protests and rationality were completely silenced by the man's hot breath and the words "the wound hurts".
In the end, we can only let him do whatever he wants.
At most, she would bite him hard when He Chifeng kissed her.
The result was that the man pinched her waist and said vaguely: "Bite harder."
Jiang Suiyun was so angry, what the hell was he biting!
I'm afraid he'll feel good if I bite him.
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