She gazed silently at his pale, handsome face, worry and panic welling up inside her. "Zihan, what illness do you have? Zihan, I want you to be healthy and well in front of me."
Tears streamed down her face.
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Ou Zihan anxiously cupped her face in his large hands, ready to see what was going on.
"Baby, don't be scared, okay?" He carefully pried open her right eyelid, using such light force that he was afraid of hurting her, since the eyes are the most sensitive and vulnerable part of the body.
Sigh, what can she do? She had to pretend an eyelash had fallen into her eye. She had no choice but to keep up the act.
Even though she was being pulled up by her eyelids, which was very frightening and she was afraid of getting hurt, her eyes would still blink incessantly as if she wanted to close them and cry.
but.
"It's okay, I trust you with my life in my hands." She said firmly.
She wanted to tell him that she had entrusted her whole life to him, that she was at ease with him, and that she hoped he would be honest with her and that he could tell her about any illnesses he might have so they could face them together. She hoped to grow old with him.
Why is he always like this his whole life, always having to shoulder everything on his own?
Does he know that she can share his burdens?
Feeling his tenderness and affection, she forced back her tears, not wanting him to notice her distress.
'I entrust myself to you, I'm at ease.' Her words made his fingertips pause slightly. Xiao Zhi had given him her whole life, but he couldn't be with her. It felt as if a mountain was pressing down on his heart, making him feel suffocated.
He searched for the fallen eyelash, but couldn't find it. He frowned.
It must be hiding in some corner he can't see, causing his little woman so much pain and discomfort, he thought angrily.
He'll definitely get it out!
He remembered that when he was little, if an eyelash fell out of his eye, his mother would pry open his eyelids and blow hard, and he would burst into tears, and the eyelash would be washed away with the tears.
Yes, that's what we'll do!
"Baby, don't be afraid of the pain. Let me take a closer look and blow on it for you." His magnetic voice was filled with tender affection. His sexy lips were tightly pursed, revealing his nervousness and heartache.
His warm fingertips trembled as he explored her eyelids, afraid of hurting her.
Just because of a single eyelash, he took such good care of her, and was so worried and distressed. Her throat hurt terribly, her nose felt sore, and tears were about to well up in her eyes.
"Mmm," she responded softly. Then, his large hand pulled her eyelids open even wider, and he blew hard into her eyes a few times.
As a gentle, cool breeze blew into her eyes, her heart warmed completely, and tears welled up in her eyes. She longed to hold him and cry her heart out, and she desperately wanted to know what was wrong with him.
"Zihan, it's alright now, it seems like there's nothing in your eyes." Her voice choked with sobs as she looked at him, gazing intently at his handsome face. His complexion was as pale as snow in winter, making him look extremely weak, and his lips were also white.
A few crystal-clear tears slid down her beautiful, fair face. This man she loved must not be harmed!
She desperately tried to suppress her sobs.
"Baby, why are you crying so much? Did I hurt your eyelids? Did I blow too hard? Is it making you feel pain and discomfort?"
He looked at her with heartache, cupped her smooth face in his hands, and gently wiped away her tears with his warm fingertips.
Does this hurt her? And what kind of pain is he enduring? Her throat tightened.
Immediately, she adjusted her emotions and forced a smile.
"No, it doesn't hurt. Zihan, are you hungry? Let's go eat quickly, or the food will get cold." She avoided his gaze, lowered her head, and picked up the spaghetti from the stove.
"Honey, how could you forget again? Same old rule, you have to eat first before we eat dinner."
"Huh?" She was taken aback, and her fair cheeks immediately flushed with a captivating blush.
He was in so much pain and discomfort, yet he still wanted to kiss her? He needed her warmth, didn't he? A pang of pain shot through her chest.
Before Ou Zihan could finish speaking, he snatched the plate from her hand and put it down. She suddenly felt a warmth around her waist as he held her soft body tightly in his arms, feeling the softness of her body and the faint fragrance emanating from her. He was intoxicated by it.
His beautiful, slender fingers lifted her chin, and his affectionate eyes gazed at her face. This face was pure, beautiful, and alluring—a face that he both loved and hurt, a face that he would be obsessed with for the rest of his life. He could never get enough of looking at it.
She gazed at his captivatingly handsome face; his deep black eyes seemed to possess a bewitching allure, capable of instantly ensnaring anyone who looked at them…
Looking at her slightly parted lips, he kissed her, a passionate and lingering kiss, his fiery tongue ravaging the sweetness in her mouth.
Woman, I love you. I want to hold you every moment, I want to kiss you every moment, and I never want to leave you for the rest of my life. His eyes welled up with tears.
What sins did he commit? Why won't Heaven let him be with the woman he loves? Why is Heaven so cruel to him?
His physical pain intensified, yet he refused to let go of the woman in his arms.
He held his beloved woman tightly and kissed her; it seemed that the pain in his body was gradually lessening.
"Mmm..." Her soft moans were alluring and seductive. Her heart was being caressed, moved, and yet also throbbed with pain. A terrifying sense of uncertainty gripped her heart.
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