Chen Jingjiu took a breath, and his five fingers penetrated into her wet hair and rubbed her, wanting her to relax, as if she was comforting her.

Tang Qiaoer felt her body become soft in his arms.

She squinted her eyes like a sleepy kitten, and her sleepiness came wave by wave.

Chen Xing realized that he sat side by side with her, while warming her body, holding her hand and checking his injuries.

Tang Qiaoer's soft and white fingers were covered with scars, and her nails were covered with mud and blood scabs, so she didn't look like the hands of a rich daughter.

The man pursed his lips tightly, and what suddenly appeared in front of him was the way she tried her best to survive on the cliff.

Suddenly, I felt as if I was stolen from a knife.

"Tang Qiaoer, I don't want what happened today to happen again. You are not a cat, you don't have nine lives!" Chen Jing realized that he was really angry, his lips trembled, and he couldn't help but growl at her.

"Well... who do you belong to me? Why do you care about me..." Tang Qiaoer leaned on his shoulder and was in a daze.

At this moment, she was still like a choking little pepper, and she didn't forget to respond.

"Why, can't you still see it?" Chen was so anxious that his ears turned red.

"So you said...why?"

"..." When he said the key point, he was ashamed as expected.

"Ha... whatever. It has nothing to do with me anyway..." Tang Qiaoer closed her eyes, too lazy to pay attention.

Now she just wants to take a hot bath in the bathtub and sleep on her soft big bed...

So tired.

"Tang Qiaoer, why did you marry me? It was really just because I saved you? It was really just... to repay your kindness?" Chen Jingjiu held her hand firmly and pressed it against his chest.

Tang Qiaoer was originally in a state of mind, but now she was burned and she was a little less sober.

She answered whatever he asked, and she lost the strength to quarrel with him.

"Marry you... because I like you."

Chen Xing felt a heavy shock in his heart and breathed hard.

"I always hope to marry you... and never thought that one day... my dreams come true."

Tang Qiaoer's eyes swayed as if filled with stars. "I'm shocked, I spent thirteen years catching up with you...

My whole youth... is constantly looking for you... chasing you."

"What about now? Tang Qiaoer, do you still love me?" Chen Jing felt his eyes flushed, and he asked anxiously without any regard.

Tang Qiaoer's left hand, and the disabled little finger, were tightly held by him.

She slowly pulled her scarred hand away from his palm, as if redeeming her heart that had been hurt by him.

It still hurts so much that with a slight touch, everything returns to its original appearance.

"I won't complain, I won't be angry, I won't be hateful.
Chapter completed!