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Song Li fastened his belt, took two steps away from Dong Wu, and said, "No, how could he take advantage of me?"

In fact, Song Li himself cared about being touched by Shang Shaocai's hand. It wasn't because of his so-called chastity concept, but he just remembered being touched by that man's hand, and his saliva stuck to his face and It was on the neck, and I felt very sick. It was also the reason why he took a bath and washed for a long time just now. He always felt that he didn't wash it well, and when he thought of it, he felt nauseated, so he rubbed it over and over again, until the skin hurt.

Song Li was afraid of Dong Wu's questioning, so he hurriedly carried the dirty clothes and walked out of the room to the bedroom.

Since Song Li denied it, Dong Wu really couldn't ask him any more. He knew that Song Li might be more sad than him when encountering such a thing. Although Song Li didn't say it, he was definitely very upset. Comfortable.If he kept asking, wouldn't he be exposing Song Li's scars?He really didn't want Song Li to be sad, so he could only hold back all the words he wanted to say.

After tidying up the tub, the kitchen and the fire-burning room behind, Dong Wu came to the bedroom.

Song Li was sitting on the edge of the bed, worrying about the jacket that was torn by Shang Shaocai, holding the needle, not knowing how to insert the needle, looking over and over, thinking of Chunying sewing clothes, but always felt that she was It was really hard to start, so I had to sigh.

Dong Wu walked up to him and said, "What's wrong? Sigh."

Song Li smiled helplessly, "It's been so long, I still can't sew clothes. However, it's not appropriate for Chunying to sew this clothes."

The clothes were obviously torn. If Chunying was to sew them, Chunying would have to ask why the clothes were torn. People thought about it, although Chunying was very shy, but she was married after all, and she knew all kinds of boudoir tastes very well, Song Li was sure that Chunying would tease him with this dress.

Dong Wu sat next to Song Li, took the clothes into his hands, and said, "I don't want this one, burn it!"

Song Li looked up at Dong Wu, wondering if Dong Wu was rich and powerful all of a sudden, and said that he would burn the clothes if he burned them, so he laughed and said, "Forget it, I can wear it with a seam, and, I I like this one the most, it is the coolest to wear when sleeping."

The smile on Song Li's face was bright and innocent, but it made Dong Wu's heart hurt when he saw it. He suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged Song Li into his arms. Song Li was startled, and immediately said, "Slow, slow, my hand There is a needle, what should I do if I pierce you?"

Dong Wu didn't care about this at all, just hugged him tightly in his arms, buried his face in his shoulders and neck, his voice was choked with sobs, "Song Li, I'm sorry..."

Song Li was even more startled this time, and his body froze for a moment. He let Dong Wu hug him, and it took him a long time to react. He reached out and patted Dong Wu's back, comforting him, "You're not sorry for me. place, you are the best person to me."

Dong Wu still hugged him tightly and didn't let go, "I'm sorry for you, I didn't take good care of you at all."

Dong Wu's voice was deep and hoarse, Song Li could hear the pain in his words even if he didn't pay attention, what's more, his heart was connected with his own, Dong Wu's pain made him feel sad too.

Song Li was silent. He stretched out his arms to hug him, and said in a very soft voice, "There is no way to do something like this today. It's not your fault, nor mine. Let's stop thinking about it, shall we?"

Dong Wu didn't reply, but obviously, he couldn't stop thinking about what happened today. His silence made Song Li a little uneasy, so he raised his head and kissed Dong Wu's cheek softly and comfortingly, "Dong Wu, don't you So sad because of this, we had a good life together, but because Shang Shao is such a person, he disturbs our life, we will not live happily, then, wouldn't we suffer even more, we don't want to be like this , just forget about it. Dong Wu, I don’t want you to bear anything because of such a thing, and I won’t bear anything myself. Then Shang Shaocai didn’t take advantage of me, it’s okay to beat him like that He should. In the future, this matter will be settled, okay?"

Dong Wu didn't know how to answer Song Li's words. He was only glad that he could get someone like Song Li. It was really God's blessing to give him such a good person like Song Li.But his open-mindedness and optimism made Dong Wu feel even more guilty, and felt that if he couldn't protect Song Li's life and make him happy, he would really feel sorry for him.

Song Li kissed Dong Wu's painful face again. His gentle kiss calmed Dong Wu's heart. He hugged Song Li tightly in his arms and looked at Song with slightly red eyes. Li, said softly, "I understand. Then can you let me see the injury on your back?"

Song Li was startled, walked away from him, and said, "It's nothing, you don't need to look at it."

"You asked me to let go of the burden, so why didn't you let me see it? If you are injured, you still need to take medicine." Dong Wu's eyes were full of tenderness and persistence, Song Li couldn't refuse, so he stretched out his hand to undress Dai complained, "It's nothing to say, you don't believe it, just watch it if you want, in fact, I hit Shang Shaocai to the ground, and my back was rubbed on the ground, it's just a little scratch, really do not worry about it……"

Song Li complained and explained in a low voice that completely softened Dong Wu's heart.

Before Song Li finished untying his belt, he quickly turned around and turned his back to Dong Wu. He was not afraid that Dong Wu would see the scratches on his back, but he was afraid that Dong Wu would see his chest being touched by Young Master Shang. It's just a bruise.

In fact, he fully understood that Dong Wu only felt sorry for him when he saw the scratch, and if he saw the mark on his chest, Dong Wu would not only feel sorry for him, but would definitely be angry.

Knowing that Dong Wu would have such thoughts, Song Li understood that he already fully understood Dong Wu's feelings for him. Dong Wu never regarded him as a brother, but always regarded him as his wife.

Becoming a man's wife, although Song Li wanted to persuade himself not to take it too seriously, he was still feeling awkward in his heart. However, at this time, he was relieved a lot, just like he persuaded Dong Wu not to bear anything. What should I always bear for this identity, so that I have been unwilling to accept his relationship with Dong Wu from the bottom of my heart?

Song Li took off his clothes, revealing his round and fair shoulders, so beautiful that Dong Wu unconsciously put his hands on them, his whole heart melted into tenderness like water.

However, there were scratch marks on the beautiful shoulder blades like butterfly wings, the skin was broken and red, but there was no bleeding, Dong Wu's eyes were full of heartache, he touched the edge with his hands, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Song Li pretended to be relaxed and said, "Actually, it's just a small scratch, it doesn't hurt at all, and it will be fine in a few days without medicine."

But how could Dong Wu rely on it? After Song Li’s arm was healed last time, there was still a lot of medicine left. One box of unused one was given to his aunt, and the other half of the box was still there. On the wound on Song Li's back, apart from the shoulder blades, there were also some scratches on the lower back. A large area was completely red. Seeing the wound on the beautiful white jade back like this, Dong Wu gritted his teeth sorely. I thought it would be too cheap to scare that Shang Shao today.

Song Li was about to put on his clothes, but Dong Wu caught a glimpse of the bruises on his arms, so he asked him to take off his clothes and apply medicine to the wounds on his arms. Song Li didn't want to take off his clothes, so he said, "Just grab the sleeves."

Dong Wu always felt that it was abnormal for Song Li to be so twitchy, but he still complied, but when Song Li turned to face him, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of some bruises under Song Li's neck, and he touched it with his hand, He said distressedly, "How did you get it up, it was hurt here too."

Song Li trembled when Dong Wu touched the bruise on his collarbone. He lowered his head and saw that it was a hickey mark. He was startled, and really didn't know how to answer. It seemed that Dong Wu didn't understand that it was bitten by Shang Shao. , so he concealed it and said, "It must have been hit!"

"Oh!" Dong Wu responded, wiped the wound on his arm, and rubbed the bruises on his body with medicinal wine. At this time, Song Li was no longer as defensive as before, and Dong Wu rubbed his collarbone. Dong Wu's face turned pale when he found that the bruise was worse and spread all the way to his nipples. Changed, even Song Li, who was distracted, felt the sudden change in the atmosphere. He went to see Dong Wu, and seeing Dong Wu's expression darkened, Dong Wu put down the medicinal wine, untied Song Li's clothes, and stared blankly at him. There was no word on his chest, but his eyes were full of the deep blackness before the storm.

Song Li was taken aback by his appearance, and wanted to cover up his clothes, saying, "Actually, it's nothing, it's just a collision."

Dong Wu gritted his teeth and didn't speak, thinking how he could have bumped into this way, and he could tell at a glance that it was pinched out by ruthlessly touching it with his hands.

The area around the chest was bruised and purple, and the nipples were also bright red and abnormal. Dong Wu almost touched it with trembling hands. It hurts to pinch such a fragile place with great strength. Song Li wanted to prove that he was fine because Dong Wu wanted to touch it. Time didn't stop him, but he trembled with pain when Dong Wu touched him, and he was still very embarrassed. He wanted to push Dong Wu away, but seeing Dong Wu's painful expression, he couldn't bear it anymore. , I had to let him touch her lightly, such a gentle touch didn't hurt, it was just a little itchy, and it was also embarrassing and ambiguous.

Song Li blushed and turned away, not daring to look at Dong Wu.

Dong Wu took the medicine and wanted to apply it on, but he felt that it would not be good to apply it here, and it might make it more painful, so he put the medicine down again.

Putting his arms around Song Li's shoulders, he lowered his head and licked the bright red spot. When Song Li realized what he was doing, his face turned redder and his eyes watered, and said, "What are you doing?"

Dong Wu raised his head to look at him, then lowered his head again, he supported Song Li's waist, and gently licked his place, Song Li was licked by him not only did not feel pain, but was itchy, his waist was also Soft.

He stretched out his hand and pushed Dong Wu, and said in a hoarse voice, "Get up, don't be like this..."

Although he wanted to speak more imposingly, the voice he had to say was soft and flattering. Dong Wu raised his head, hugged him into his arms, and kept kissing his cheeks and ears. The sound from his mouth was like a sigh. But it was full of tenderness inside, as well as remorse and sadness, constantly calling Song Li's name.