Chapter 157 Sir...
The sound of the Buddhist beads colliding lightly disappeared.
Pei Jingxu pursed her cherry lips and looked up at the man.
Those eyes and brows were not calm and gloomy, but more like the depression and tranquility before the storm.
He took off the Buddhist beads from his wrist.
With a "click", it was placed on the table.
The corners of Pei Jingxu's eyes were still red, her eye sockets were moist, and her almond-shaped eyes looked at him steadily.
"Have you thought it through?"
It was Rong Jianxue who spoke first.
He slowly stood up and walked in front of her.
Pei Jingxu looked up at him, tears welling in her eyes. "What do you want to know?"
"Your situation," Rong Jianxue said calmly, "Pei Jingxu, do you understand your current situation?"
He used the sharpest needle to prick the part of her body that hurt the most, with an indifferent expression and a handsome face.
"You let me catch them both in their affair, and then forced me to listen to the whole story." Tears began to fall uncontrollably again. Pei Jingxu ignored her and only questioned him, "Rong Jianxue, do you enjoy humiliating me like this?"
The man looked down at her, his long eyelashes reflected in his eyes, casting a large shadow.
He said nothing, like a delicate orchid or jade tree, or a jade mountain about to collapse.
They looked at each other in silence.
Pei Jingxu lowered her eyelids and stopped looking at him, and all he could hear was her soft sobs.
The man reached out, grabbed her wrist bone, and slowly and irresistibly placed it on his right waist and abdomen.
He pressed it slightly, and the next second, bright red blood seeped out from his white inner clothes!
Feeling the stickiness on the palm of his hand, Pei Jingxu screamed and his long eyelashes trembled.
She looked up at the man in front of her in panic: "How, how are you injured..."
The man still didn't answer.
He lowered his eyes to look at her, letting the bloodstain seep in, expand, and stain the snow-white inner garment.
"Rong Jianxue, what are you doing!"
Panic flashed in the woman's eyes, and she struggled to remove her hands from his waist.
There was blood on his palms, and Pei Jingxu's eyes showed a bit of panic and helplessness.
The man lowered his brows and spoke in a low, hoarse voice, "You should know better than me who you were hurt for."
Pei Jingxu was slightly stunned and lowered his head in panic: "I didn't know you were injured..."
"Now I understand," the man said hoarsely, "please apply the medicine to me."
Pei Jingxu bit her lip lightly and said nothing more.
On the bed.
Rong Jianxue sat on the edge of the bed, Pei Jingxu half-knelt between his legs, holding a bottle of ointment in his hand, looking up at him.
The man took off his outer coat, leaving only his bloodstained inner garment.
"Help me take it off."
He still looked down at her, his voice hoarse and with a tone that brooked no rejection.
Pei Jingxu frowned, but lowered her head as she was told and helped him take off his underwear, revealing the man's solid and smooth upper body lines.
She applied some ointment on her fingertips, leaned forward slightly, and her whole body was pressed between his legs intentionally or unintentionally.
She lowered her head and carefully helped Rong Jianxue apply medicine. Her long eyelashes drooped, like beautiful crow feathers.
The cold ointment was applied to the wounds on his waist and abdomen. Rong Jianxue frowned, and his eyes were like an overturned ink pool.
Pei Jingxu didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the white paste covered his wound.
The next second, a hand pinched her chin, forcing her to look up at him.
She leaned over in front of the man, her deer eyes pure and innocent, still shrouded in a bit of moisture.
The tip of his thumb caressed the woman's smooth chin, and Rong Jianxue's eyes flickered dimly: "Speak."
Pei Jingxu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice trembled: "Say...what..."
His eyes were clear, as if washed with water.
"What do you want to say?" Rong Jianxue lowered her eyes and spoke in a hoarse voice, pressing her moist, red lower lip with her fingertips. "Don't you have anything to say to me?"
Pei Jingxu's pupils shook slightly, and his eyes were full of dodging and struggle.
She lowered her head and remained silent.
Rong Jianxue snorted lightly and slowly loosened his grip.
"Since there's nothing to say, let's go back."
He said this, stood up from the bed, and walked past her.
The next second——
A hand grabbed the man's joints almost helplessly.
The joints are distinct and the phalanges are long and slender.
She grasped the man's cold fingertips.
As if regretting it, in just a moment, Pei Jingxu loosened his grip and prepared to escape!
But she was not given the chance to regret.
His slender finger bones hooked around her fingertips, and without explanation or rejection, he placed her hand in his broad palm.
His slender knuckles separated her fingers one by one, and he inserted his knuckles into the gaps between her fingers one by one.
The man lowered his eyes, and his cold and dark gaze fell squarely on her.
Pei Jingxu lowered her head and tightened her grip on the man's hand slightly.
She called him softly, her voice soft and trembling, like a frightened rabbit.
He lowered his head very low, and his voice was almost inaudible.
“Please…”
The man lowered his eyes, the emotions in his eyes were dark and indistinguishable, just like the night sky tonight, so thick that it could not be dissolved.
He clearly heard what she said.
But he frowned slightly, his voice cold and low: "What are you begging me for? I didn't hear clearly."
Pei Jingxu lowered her head even lower, holding her hand in his own, seemingly not intending to give her any room to regret.
Her voice was trembling and as soft as a willow swaying in the wind.
“Please…”
The night wind blew through the outer tent, making a whistling sound outside the tent.
"Give Ah Xu a child..."
He thought that she would not give in just like that.
She wanted to use the child to get Rong Xuanzhou to come back.
——Rong Jianxue knew what she was thinking.
She seemed to think that as long as she had a child, Rong Xuanzhou would change his mind and reconcile with her.
There was a hint of coldness in his eyes, and he held her hand tighter.
"Why should I help you?"
He took the "dominant" position.
The finger bones loosened, and Rong Jianxue released the hand that was holding her.
This time, she caught up and grabbed the man's joints.
The next second, as if she had made up her mind, she grabbed the man's wrist, clung to his waist, stood on tiptoe, raised her head, and kissed his Adam's apple.
The man's throat rolled a few times, and he lowered his eyes to look at her with a flickering look in his eyes.
There was panic and helplessness in her eyes, but she clung to his waist tightly, her voice trembling and soft: "Sir..."
“Click—”
It was the sound of the beast breaking free from its cage.
The next moment, Rong Jianxue suddenly grabbed her neck and forced her to look up and kiss him!
Pei Jingxu threw her arms around the man's neck in panic, feeling inexperienced and helpless.
Holding her up with his other hand, Rong Jianxue held her in his arms, and the next second he pressed her down on the table!
“Crash—”
The pens, ink, paper and inkstone on the table were scattered all over the floor.
Rong Jianxue bit her earlobe, his voice low and cold: "Pleasure me."
With her back pressed against the cold table, Pei Jingxu subconsciously snuggled into the man's arms for warmth, then reached out and wrapped her arms around the man's waist.
The ink in the inkstone splashed on the two of them, and Pei Jingxu's clothes were dyed ink-black.
Tears welled up in her eyes and her voice trembled: "A Xu...I won't..."
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