After getting into trouble with a wealthy family, the scheming uncle forced him to get married step

"say what."

Zhuo Yijing took care of her wound and looked up at her with deep and dark eyes.

Sang Zhi met his eyes, feeling a little frightened for a moment.

Subconsciously want to dodge.

Zhuo Yijing pursed his lips, and slowly lifted the strands of hair around Sang Zhi's ears with his slender fingers. He pulled Sang Zhi's shoulders, turned her to face him, and picked up the rubber band on the table to tie her hair.

Sangzhi frowned and groaned.

"pain……"

Zhuo Yijing pulled Sang Zhi's hair because of his lack of skill.

She knew...why Zhuo Yijing suddenly tied up her hair.

I guess... I just saw the... bloody tooth mark on her neck.

Sang Zhi lowered his eyelids, feeling the chill on Zhuo Yijing's body.

Hearing her voice, Zhuo Yijing's hands froze and his movements became gentler.

"You're getting really stupid."

"It's not as good as the technique used to tie my hair."

"However, I believe you have never tied other women's hair in these years."

Sangzhi said with a pleased expression.

Said so many words in one breath.

Her tongue hurt even more.

I could hardly speak fluently and almost got knotted.

"Then please forgive me."

Zhuo Yijin's voice was light.

He tied a ponytail for her, exposing her fair and slender neck.

Sang Zhi shook her hair deliberately, her eyebrows curved, looking pure and smart.

"feel good."

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and smiled.

Zhuo Yijing remained silent, looking at the extremely light red mark on her fair neck with dark and deep eyes.

His eyes fell from her face to the distinct tooth mark on her left neck, just below the fingertip.

Still with blood.

The original hickey there became less conspicuous under the "coverage" of the tooth marks.

Zhuo Yi's eyes darkened, and there was a hint of evil in his eyes.

He pursed his lips, his brows and eyes full of anger.

"actually……"

"Do not talk."

Zhuo Yijing's voice was cold and indifferent.

In the silent night, Sangzhi felt at ease inexplicably.

Sangzhi shut her mouth obediently.

Suddenly, Zhuo Yijing lowered his head, and his cold and soft lips fell on the teeth mark on her neck.

Sang Zhi felt the man's cold lips against her wound, and subconsciously shrank, "Don't bite me..."

It hurts so much.

"..."

Sangzhi felt the man's jaw tighten.

Zhuo Yi looked up, his eyes dark.

He pursed his lips.

"Don't bite."

Warm breath sprayed on her neck.

Sangzhi felt itchy and wanted to hide away.

But Zhuo Yijing grabbed his shoulder.

Sang Zhi's body stiffened.

The next moment, she felt the man gently kissing the bitten spot.

"hiss……"

The man stretched out his tongue and gently licked the wound.

Feeling the dampness and heat at the wound, Sang Zhi tensed up and took a deep breath.

Although his movements were gentle, she still winced in pain.

Zhuo Yijing did not stop moving.

Sang Zhi felt that her heartbeat was a little fast. She lowered her eyelids, and what caught her eye was Zhuo Yijin's angular jawline.

Sang Zhi subconsciously reached out and covered his hair.

Zhuo Yijing's body froze slightly, he pulled his lips and continued to gently lick her wounds.

Sang Zhi opened his fingers, and soft but still somewhat hard hair ran through the gaps between his fingers.

Sangzhi subconsciously curled his lips.

"I'm a little itchy..."

Sang Zhi reached out and pushed Zhuo Yijing.

Zhuo Yijing remained silent, and his lips left her neck.

Then, Zhuo Yijing picked up the cotton swab on the table and wiped it gently with alcohol.

Sangzhi grabbed the sheets and didn't cry out in pain.

After wiping the alcohol, Zhuo Yijing took the ointment and applied it on his index finger.

Sang Zhi felt the cool numbness on his neck, but it was no longer so painful.

After applying the medicine, Zhuo Yijing's eyes were cold and indifferent. He looked at the mulberry branches and said in a deep voice.

"The pants are off."

"..."

Sang Zhi was stunned, subconsciously pulling up the hem of his pants, and looking at him warily: "No, I'm injured and can't do it."

She wasn't in the mood to do it either.

"..."

Zhuo Yijing frowned, moved her thin lips slightly, and said casually: "I'm not that beastly."

"Then why did you ask me to take off my pants?"

Sang Zhi frowned.

"Put some medicine on your leg."

Zhuo Yijing felt his eyebrows pounding and he had a headache.

"Oh...I'll do it myself, nothing happens."

Sangzhi refused.

"Are you going to take it off yourself, or should I take it off for you?" Zhuo Yijing said coldly, glanced at her, and kept secret.

"……I will do it myself."

Sang Zhi smiled awkwardly, pushed Zhuo Yijing, took the quilt to cover his legs, and took off his pants under the quilt.

Zhuo Yijing felt his head hurt even more: "..."

After applying the medicine, Zhuo Yijing really didn't do anything to her again.

Just cover her with the quilt.

"Go to sleep."

Zhuo Yijing sat beside the bed and helped her tuck in the quilt.

Sang Zhi was stunned and looked up at him.

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

Sang Zhi frowned and looked at her confused.

"You're here, Ziyue...are you at home?"

"Yeah. He's fine."

Zhuo Yijing's voice was cold and indifferent.

Sangzhi neither asked nor said any more.

Her tongue hurt so much.

She didn't want to talk at all.

And...I don't know how to speak.

of course.

Zhuo Yijing didn't ask.

The two of them had a tacit understanding and kept silent about this matter.

Sang Zhi couldn't sleep, but Zhuo Yijing was always watching beside her, so she had no choice but to close her eyes and pretend to sleep.

after awhile.

Sang Zhi felt that the originally sunken bed became lighter, and also felt the "shadow" on his face.

Zhuo Yijing stood up and stood beside her bed, looking at her condescendingly. He moved his eyes away from the ring box in the trash can and focused on the tooth mark.

After half an hour.

Sang Zhi heard Zhuo Yijing's footsteps and the sound of his closing the door.

Sang Zhi slowly opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, feeling a little complicated.

She was slightly stunned when she heard the movement coming from the living room.

It was probably Zhuo Yijing who was cleaning up the living room.

She was too tired at the time and did not clean up the broken glass outside.

Sang Zhi's heart was touched.

Not only that.

The heartbeat is very fast.

Sang Zhi slowly stretched out his hand to cover his heart.

After an unknown amount of time, it became quiet outside.

Sangzhi heard the sound of the door being closed.

she knows.

Zhuo Yijing left.

Sang Zhi stood up slowly, opened the door and walked to the window of the living room, opened the curtains to a gap, and looked down through the gap.

Sure enough, Zhuo Yijing's car was parked downstairs.

She saw Zhuo Yijing's car lights turn on and quickly drove away.

Sang Zhi pursed her lips, feeling a little moved in her heart.

……

Charm Bar.

Zhuo Yijing quickly arrived at the box where they often went before.

He pushed the door open and walked in. It was extremely noisy inside, with both men and women present.

The box smelled of tobacco and alcohol.

"Hey! Why is third brother here?"

"Third Young Master."

"Lao Zhuo..."

Friends and friends came up to exchange greetings.

"Isn't Third Brother coming?"

"I guess the little ancestor sneaked out after he fell asleep."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Is this really true? Didn't you come here because of this beautiful lady Fu?"

Several people in the box joked.

"..."

Zhuo Yijin's face remained unchanged and his expression was indifferent. He pursed his lips and his eyes fell on Xie Fengyi and Fu Zhixiao in the corner.

Xie Fengyi's drunken eyes were blurry. He held Fu Zhixiao's cheek with one hand and clasped the back of his neck with the other, looking at Fu Zhixiao quietly.

The two of them were very close and their posture was very ambiguous.

When Fu Zhixiao saw Zhuo Yijing's sudden arrival, he was stunned for a moment, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Everyone was stunned, and just as they were about to joke, they saw Zhuo Yijing passing them and walking leisurely towards the two of them. They couldn't help but gasp, but they all looked like they were watching a good show.

"Tsk."

Someone was speechless.

Zhuo Yijing's expression was cold and indifferent, he squinted his eyes slightly, his eyes were dark, and his eyes were full of haze.

He raised his hand slightly, took off his watch with one hand and placed it on the table aside.

……