Pei Xiqing widened her eyes slightly, and when she saw the intact man, she fell into his arms.
She had no strength at all and had lost a little weight in the past few days, so Duan Xiaolin naturally took it over easily. He put his arm around her shoulders, hugged her tighter, and slowly stroked her back with his palm.
After hugging him for a long time, Pei Xiqing raised her head, stared at him for a few seconds, and then reached out to pinch his face.
And pulled it out.
Then he continued to touch her downwards, from her chest all the way to her abdominal muscles. When he was about to move further downwards, he grabbed her wrist, exerted a little force, and pulled her to lie on top of him.
Duan Xiaolin raised his eyebrows: "You're doing this right after waking up?"
Pei Xiqing faced him, her long eyelashes flickering: "Which one?"
She had just woken up. He had been taking care of her for the past few days. The blood on her body had been washed clean long ago, and even her clothes were changed once a day.
The loose collar slid down, revealing a few strands of straight black hair. With a slight movement, most of the delicate skin was exposed.
He personally took care of everything on her body, even the newly grown nails were trimmed and made round by him. How could a man not know the seductive curves hidden under those thin pieces of cloth?
These past few days, I just tried to ignore her injury.
"I'm quite interested. It depends on how long you can hold out." He stared at her face, moving from her tender cheeks to her delicate lips, his fingers pausing there vaguely. "Find a position that doesn't require any effort on your part?"
Pei Xiqing's cheeks flushed slightly and she glared at him.
Is there any posture that doesn't require her to exert any effort?
She made it sound as if she always just lay there and did nothing.
He was tall and strong, so heavy that she couldn't breathe every time he pressed on her. He was sturdy and strong.
"The people down there are working hard too, okay?" Pei Xiqing pouted dissatisfiedly. "If you feel like you're not contributing enough down there, then you can try next time."
"OK."
The man agreed readily.
Pei Xiqing suddenly thought of something and punched him in the chest: "No! I was just talking nonsense!"
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but after experiencing the parasite incident, she saw with her own eyes the strange nine-headed parasite. Looking at his eyes again, she felt that his pupils were becoming more and more like those of a snake, a few inches thinner than those of ordinary people, with some tendency to be vertical, and as deep as ink.
Duan Xiaolin pinched her slender shoulders, his palms pressed against her body, letting her beat him. When she stopped, he said lightly, "It's too late."
Pei Xiqing was filled with shame.
He teased me as soon as I woke up.
Might as well sleep a few more days.
She pushed him away, got off him, and fell back onto the bed. Only then did she notice that this was a bedroom that was decorated a little... quite different from the rigid place in the base.
Pei Xiqing sat up and looked around.
The bedroom was neither too big nor too small. There was a large bed of almost two meters where she slept. On the left side was a large bay window. The red lace curtains were blown up by the breeze, revealing the fresh and peaceful scenery of the green village outside.
The decoration of the whole room is simple yet exquisite, especially the neatly arranged furniture on the desk and shelves, as well as the clean clothes she and the man hung together in the closet, which add a touch of warmth and softness to the whole room.
Pei Xiqing blinked and was about to get out of bed when the pain in her chest paralyzed her and she sat back down.
Duan Xiaolin held her shoulders, pushed her down on the bed, unbuttoned her clothes, and stripped off her pajamas.
"You're bullying me." Pei Xiqing was puzzled: "My chest still hurts."
Duan Xiaolin brushed away her restless hands, slightly helpless: "Check Er'er, if I want to do anything to you, at least I have to wait a few days until you feel better. Otherwise, I'm really worried that something might happen to you in bed."
Pei Xiqing laughed out loud, stopped moving, and obediently let him take off his clothes and check him.
The man looked closely at the corpse spots spreading across her chest.
The color had dissipated a lot, and the faint mark looked like it was pressed out by someone.
He asked, "Besides the pain, what else do you feel?"
"itch."
Pei Xiqing's eyes were clear.
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