My Name is Ke: I am the most beloved person in the world of science

……

Gin looked at the girl in his arms who had fallen asleep due to the torture she had suffered, and felt a surge of pity in his heart.

Although he has tried his best to be gentle, his strength is there and there is nothing he can do about it.

But I should get used to it after a while, he thought.

“Ugh… no more!”

Zhiyue woke up from her sleep murmuring, only to find someone staring at her with a guilty look on his face. She couldn't help but sneer in her heart.

Now I feel guilty! What were you doing just now?

But she didn't want to pay attention to him, and she didn't have the energy to pay attention to him.

All the bones in my body felt like they were falling apart, my throat ached terribly, and that feeling of nausea seemed to be still stuck in my throat, fishy and salty.

Gin loosened his grip on the girl and asked cautiously.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Zhiyue pointed at the stickiness on her face and frowned slightly.

The meaning is self-evident.

"Sorry, I forgot. I'll carry you to wash up now."

He immediately carried the girl into the bathroom and placed her on the sink, then rinsed her mouth, washed her face, and wiped her body like a ancestor.

Zhiyue enjoyed the man's care with peace of mind.

"Gin, what time is it now?"

When she woke up, she felt as if she was drunk and had lost all sense of time.

"It's still early, only 8pm. I'll ask the waiter to bring some food over later."

After Gin cleaned her up, he carried her back to bed, and the two of them lay together quietly.

It was a rare quiet time they had together.

"Jun Du, please don't ignore me in the future, okay? These days... I miss you a lot."

Think about it during the day and at night, think about it while walking or sitting.

The fierce aura between the man's brows disappeared completely, and his deep pupils revealed a kind of humility and pleading that was inconsistent with his character.

This kind of Gin was something Orizuki had never seen before, and the contrast was enough to make her heart palpitate.

She nodded.

"As long as you don't be so fierce, I still like you very much."

Zhiyue touched the man's hair on his forehead with a gentle expression, but her hoarse voice ruined the atmosphere a little.

Gin gave a helpless smile.

He swore that he had tried his best to be gentle. This was the first time he hated his mixed-race ancestry so much.

"Okay, I promise. I'll let you do it yourself next time, okay?"

"What? You hate..."

Zhiyue blushed and punched the man's chest.

Who said I had to come by myself?

Gin took the girl's hand, gave her slightly swollen palm a hot and wet kiss, and finally placed it on the position of his heart.

"Do you feel it? My heart is beating violently for you. From now on, you are the only one here."

He looked at the girl steadily, his expression pious and complicated.

Zhiyue's hand was on the man's heart, and the heat from her palm seemed to burn her.

Faced with such an affectionate confession, she was moved but also felt under great pressure.

There are many handsome guys waiting for her, she can't just hang herself on a tree.

So she took the initiative to put her arms around his waist and kissed the corner of his lips.

"I like you too, Qin-chan~"

An irrelevant answer. What she said was like, not love.

Like, you can like many people, as for love...

After hearing the girl's words, Gin felt like a honey pot had been overturned in his heart. He couldn't help but want to kiss the girl back but she blocked him.

She pointed at her lips which were almost swollen like sausages and shook her head.

"Da-baa!"

Seeing this, Gin had no choice but to give up.

……

After dinner, Zhiyue called Kamu to pick her up. After all, it would be a waste to have a free driver.

"You want to go back?"

Gin came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, with a bath towel wrapped around him.

She has a perfect inverted triangle figure, broad shoulders and narrow waist, her muscles are firm and tight, and her eight abdominal muscles are clearly defined.

Perhaps because she is wrapped tightly all year round, her cold white skin is particularly eye-catching.

But what is even more frightening are the scars of varying sizes on his body.

Zhiyue's heart ached. She couldn't imagine how Gin had lived through the past thirty years, how he lived on the edge of a knife every day...

Gin noticed what the girl was thinking, and quickly walked over to hold her in his arms, rubbing her cheek soothingly.

"My little girl, is she feeling sorry for me?"

Having her thoughts exposed, Zhiyue pouted and said hypocritically: "Who cares about you? I just think these scars are unsightly."

"Since it's unsightly, should I go get these scars removed tomorrow?"

Gin said half jokingly and half seriously.

"Well... let's not do that. Scars are a symbol of a man's honor."

Zhiyue reached out and carefully touched the scar on the man's shoulder blade. It was a long scar that should be a knife wound, and it was as hideous as a centipede.

"Does it hurt?" Her voice trembled, and she stood on tiptoes and kissed it, carefully tracing every tiny scar.

The place where the girl kissed felt like a small flame was burning, hot and itchy.

Gin's breathing became heavier and he panted softly.

"It doesn't hurt anymore...it hasn't hurt for a long time."

"Don't get hurt again, okay?"

"okay!"

A word "good" came out of his throat, and his palm instinctively clasped the back of the girl's head.

No one had ever asked him if it hurt, or told him not to get hurt.

The girl was like a ray of sunshine shining into his dark world, dispelling the haze that had lingered for years.

For the first time, he felt the sensation of walking in the sunshine; it was warm when the light shone on his body.