Until there was hot breath hitting the auricles.

Only then did Ying Qian react.

She lay on her back on the sofa, her hands were restrained, and there was a man pressing on her body.

The old sofa could hardly withstand the sudden intensity between the two of them.

There was a heavy "creak" sound.

Gu Ci's breathing became faster and faster, and his eyes became wandering.

He just wants Ying Qian to behave better.

But I didn't realize that it would bring things to this point.

The distance between each other has far exceeded ordinary intimacy.

The fragrance of roses became more and more fragrant between breaths.

It just seemed like it was going to get into his body.

Along the blood vessels, it goes all the way into the heart, then takes root and sprouts, occupying a corner forever.

Gu Ci thought that he should get up now, forget about this accident, help Yingqian treat her wounds, and then send her away.

Her hand would be injured because it was Yingqian's own fault.

He is not responsible.

But at this time, he lost his sense and lost the qualification to control his body.

Gu Ci's eyes slowly slid down along Ying Qian's trembling eyelashes, and finally settled on the bright red lips.

People who used to be reluctant to even look at him now seem to be full of weird temptations.

She didn't need to say a word, but she was like a singing siren, attracting Gu Ci to take the initiative to come to her side.

Willing to fall for oneself.

Gu Ci's breathing became heavier and heavier.

His eyes became darker and darker.

When Ying Qian met his gaze, she was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly got goosebumps all over her body.

"Hey! Let me go!"

She struggled for a while, but her hands were trapped, and she was lying under Gu Ci, covered in his shadow. This feeling of completely losing the initiative made Yingqian feel uncomfortable all over.

When did this elementary school bully start to become so tough?

In an hour, she would have been able to say a few words, but now, she had no thoughts at all.

My hands still hurt a lot.

Now that Gu Ci wants her to stay, she won't agree.

Ying Qian had a cold face and struggled to leave.

But the strength there, in Gu Ci's opinion, was really insignificant.

It was said to be a little milk cat before, but now it's the kind that can't even stretch out its claws.

Her soft waist was twisted by the palm of the hand, and the material on her chest scratched Gu Ci's body from time to time. He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and said:

"Yingqian!"

"It's your uncle!"

"you..."

"It's your ancestor!"

"I am here..."

"You idiot, if you don't let me go, I'll fucking kill you..."

Yingqian was completely blown away.

She was still very angry.

Gu Ci still insisted on competing.

What happened to the hero?

Awesome?

Oh shit.

Just follow the scolding!

Gu Ci had nothing to do with Ying Qian, so he gritted his teeth and simply controlled her whole body in his arms. He touched the disinfectant with his free hand and poured it on the wound on her hand.

Yingqian's eyes turned red.

She was injured on her five fingers, from the middle of the index finger to the little finger, and the skin was torn apart by the door clamp.

At this time, the coagulated blood scab is washed away with disinfectant, revealing the wound.

Gu Ci took one look and frowned.

Yingqian's fingers are really pretty.

Like green onions born in March, slender and delicate.

But now there was a hideous wound, the surrounding skin was still bruised, and the five fingers could not move.

How painful it must be.

Gu Ci tightened his thin lips, and a complicated light flashed in his eyes.

"Feel sorry."

Yingqian had been calm for a while, he was covered in sweat, but his eyes were empty.

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out for a long time. Gu Ci leaned over to listen, and then he could tell that there was only one word she was mumbling over and over again.

"roll."

Gu Ci sighed.

He didn't expect Yingqian to say anything nice.

No matter what, she couldn't get out of this door.

He hugged Yingqian tighter, wrapping gauze around his fingertips and carefully wrapping it around her hand.

Yingqian seemed to suddenly become quiet, leaning into his arms, as obediently as a large doll.

After her hand was bandaged, she took a deep breath and bit down on Gu Ci's shoulder.

Gu Ci snorted.

But he had no intention of stopping her.

His brows furrowed even more tightly. Seeing that Yingqian was not biting enough and wanted to reach out to make trouble, he patted her back.

"Don't open the wound."

"You little bastard! I..."

"Don't say bad words."

"I'll fucking say it!"

"..."

After all, Gu Ci couldn't defeat her.

Fortunately, Yingqian finally relaxed.

She had already tasted a hint of blood on her tongue, and when she looked down, she saw a touch of red on his shoulders.

Compared with her injury, this was much lighter.

Ying Qian resisted the urge to punch Gu Ci's handsome face and gritted her teeth and said:

"The bandaging is finished, I can go."

Gu Ci didn't respond.

He just glanced at her hands wrapped into rice dumplings.

He was silent for a while and then asked:

"Where are you going?"

Yingqian snorted coldly, and finally found an opportunity to escape from his arms and hid at the door, then said sadly:

"Go and lift your ancestral graves."

I knew that I would never hear a serious word from her mouth.

When Gu Ci pressed the button and saw Ying Qian, his forehead began to ache, and he frowned and said:
To be continued...